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The loud music booming from my speaker seemed to clear my thoughts for a bit. As I lay on my bed with my eyes closed, I allow myself to feel at ease with the hard rock gothic music.
This short moment of peace was interrupted by a knock on my door. Without waiting for a response, my old man let himself in. "How are you doing ol' champ?"
I say nothing. Father didn't seem to get the message as he continued with whatever message he had to relay. "I just wanted to let you know that Eliana and her daughter are already here incase you want to go down and say hi to them"
With that said, Father close my room door as my eyes springed opened instantly. Alighting from my bed, I move over to the window where I see 'Number four' and her daughter walking through the house front lawn.
"They aren't going to last long here anyways so why should I greet them?" I muttered.
But why did Dad had to pick up a woman with a kid this time?.
"That's none of my business" I conclude. Moving away from the window, I turned off the music as I pull out my phone to text my friends, Marcus, Aiden, Gray and Gejeel in our group chat asking if any of them was down for a smoke.
Aiden responded first; stating that he was already in the school's 'smoke area' to which I let him know that I would join him shortly.
Picking up my cigarette pack and pocketing it into my jeans pack pocket, I quickly make my way down the stairs to avoid bumping into 'Number four and co' but her daughter just had to bump into me first.
My anger and irritation heightened when she had the guts to ask me what I was doing here in my own home.
Grabbing her wrist, I turn the tables around. "I should be asking you that question; who are you and what are you doing in my home?"
Eliana, her mother quickly steps in- between us."Pardon Abigail, Nathan. She hasn't met you or your father yet before"
"It doesn't matter" I cut Eliana sharply while narrowing my eyes at 'Abigail'. "Don't ever speak to me that way again"
Letting go of her wrist, I continue towards the main door as Eliana yells out after me. "Would you be back for dinner?. I'll be cooking my signature dish"
I halt, squeezing my fist as hard as I could; trying to suppress my anger. Turning slightly to face Eliana, I say. "Eliana, was it?"
"Yes" She replies with a smile.
"Don't push your luck, Eliana and don't get too comfortable here. You won't be here that long anyways. Now, if you'll excuse me"
Stepping out of the house, I decide that I couldn't wait until I get to the school's 'smoke area' as I pull out a cigarette from it's pack, lit it up and take in heavy puff.
Exhaling, smoke oozes out of my mouth as I suddenly start to feel calm. When I'd reached the 'smoke area', Aiden yells at me. "Hey, I was waiting for you so that we could smoke together. No fair!"
I take in another heavy puff of cigar. "I couldn't help it. I was about to loose my mind in that damn house"
Aiden scowled in disgust. "You have the hots for old ladies now?"
Aiden throws his cigarette butt at me. "Don't be silly. I'm talking about the daughter not her mother"
"That's even worse. Her daughter is a down-to-earth nerd. If I was to pick one; I'd screw the mother"
"Don't let your father hear that" A third voice says, joining us as Gajeel makes his presence known. He strides in with a big bottle of booze."Remind me again why we smoke and drink on school grounds?"
"Because that's the fun in it" I stress out. "Where's the fun in breaking the rules if we're not getting caught?"
"We are 18" Another voice says, joining us. It was Gray and he was holding four shot glasses."We're literally doing nothing wrong"
"The story would have been different if we weren't in school grounds" Aiden clarifies. "Now pour us some shots"
Gray put down the glasses as Gejeel opens the wine bottle. "So, what did I miss so far?"
"Nothing much" Gajeel responds. "Just Nathan talking about how he'd screw his father's new woman"
I throw my cigarette butt at Gajeel. "I didn't say that technically. I was just citing an instance for comparison"
Gajeel chuckles. "Oops, my bad. Sorry". That fucker. I know he wasn't sorry though.
Gejeel hands us each a glass. "Then pray tell what this 'instance' is"
"All Nathan meant to say was that 'Number four's' daughter isn't attractive." Aiden says, coming to my rescue. "Let it go, Gajeel"
"Really?" Gajeel inquires. "Finally someone to take 'Abigail Holden's' place, I suppose?"
I froze. Despite the coincidence of whomsoever Gajeel has just mentioned, I didn't want to hear That name. But still, my curiosity got the best of me. "Abigail Holden?"
"Yeah. She's the school 'most unattractive nerd' "Aiden clarifies. "I'm not surprised you aren't aware of her existence. You only care about us and the girls your screw"
I stretch out my empty glass shot at Gray for a refill as I acknowledge Aiden. "And do you have a picture of this 'Abigail' ?"
Aiden chuckled as if I'd asked him one of the stupidest questions. "Of course I do. Just a sec"
Pulling out his phone, I watch as Aiden scrolls through his gallery. My attention returs to Gray as he hands over a filled glass back to me.
"Found it!" Aiden yells, bursting out with laughter like a maniac.
As I empty the drink in my glass, Aiden shoves his phone screen right into my face. "This is Abigail"
Looking at his screen with the side of my eyes, I stilled then spat out the drink in my mouth. "Holy Fuck
Please let it not be Ricky. Please let it not be Ricky.
I prayed, afra!" lits up his own cigarette butt. "I take it 'Number four' moved in today"
"With her daughter"
Aiden hollered with laughter. "Is she hot?"
Lucas' POV I expected that she'd be more excited for me, but she doesn't look excited at all.Although, she mentioned the words, “I'm glad you're back on your feet Luca.” I squint at her to read through her eyes. Something is definitely bothering her. And that's why I'm the least of her concern.I don't know if I should ask her. Will she even tell me? She's used to keeping things a secret until she's pressured to tell.I'm her friend, she should tell me about it at least.“Uh---” I muttered, trying to keep up the conversation, but then she walked out on me.I gulped, speechless and confused at the same time. I haven't even gotten to the part where I ask her out for prom yet.I wonder why she wouldn't tell me about it? I thought I've provided her the soft spot to tell me anything. I guess she still needs time.I turn around and then I saw him... Nathan.He's back? How could he be back now? I thought he had given up ever coming to school? I thought that's the purpose of him sneaking
Abigail's POV I'm probably used to opening my door and seeing him in front of it. But not with a uniform on and definitely not beckoning to go to school together. What is he up to? Using me as a cover-up? All the workers are on a sudden break? Is there a holiday or something? I heaved a sigh of relief. It's part of Nathan's plan isn't it? Whatever he plans to do, well he better leaves me out of it. I don't want to be part of anymore of his devious activities. I go and stand beside the car and crossed my arms while waiting for Nathan. He walks out shortly and reaches the car in no time. His sudden detestable countenance only reveals that he hated the car. I had chosen that car for that reason. It pleases me to see that awful look on his face. How my heart is filled with content. “Why not we use a fancy car instead?” He suggested, his eyes did stop staring awfully at the car as if it was covered with poop. “No. I want us to use this car.” I said, still posing a mea
Nathan's POVI can barely breathe right now. I'm suffocating in my room and there's no that can see it.I should have ran when I had the chance and return when the heat was all over. But those idiots rip me off my money. Now I have nothing and owe everything.What do I do now? I ask myself.How do I get Gajeel the money in four days? How do I tell Claire to abort the baby without making it sound vulgar? I'm afraid she might tell someone close to her about it.How do I admit to Abigail that I still love her and I'm keeping all these a secret from her not to involve her in the mess I've created.Do I go back to the garage and steal the money? I don't even know how to find my way there.Do I buy the abortion pill myself and hand it over to Claire? No, that'll be like forcing the decision on her.I should probably ask her what she'd like to do first?And as for Abigail. It's best I leave her in he dark for a while. Until I'm able to fix this mess.I regret this mess I've made. It has cre
Luca's POV Why would a bad boy like that want Abigail anyway?She's a good girl and definitely not his type. She's a nerd, but not in the same class as him. So why does he keep trying to get close to her.I can't still wrap my head around the fact that they live in the same house. It pisses me off, every time I think about it.Abigail claims her mother works there as a maid, but I've never met her mother on any of my surprise visits. It makes me suspicious.She wouldn't even let me visit unless I come unexpected. What is she hiding? I wish I could follow her home today, see how he reacts. He'd be furious I'm sure.The last time he sighted me in the mansion, he was boiling.I won't lie though, I love to see that look on his face.He might be a bully but, he is also human and has fears.I won't let him have Abigail. He doesn't deserve her. “Luca!!!” I heard my name abruptly and jerked out of my thoughts.It was the therapist. With the look on her face, she has been calling for a whil
Nathan I gave enough distance as I walk behind her secretly.My hands were deeply into my pockets while I bow my head a little.School periods were over and she was on her way back to the car. I just want to ensure that Gajeel wasn't trailing her.She was close to the car, but then Luca stops her for a chat.I rolled my eyes.“Why do he keeps trying when she's clearly not interested?” I say, giving a frown.If not that he is on a wheelchair, I feel like going there and giving him a punch on the chin. I shouldn't.I'm the reason he is in that state anyway. If I wasn't too reckless in driving.I wonder why he hasn't reported it yet. He doesn't seem to even take it seriously, even when he knows it's me.Sometimes, I think I prefer him this way. He acts to clumsy around Abigail.Wait a sec...He's using this as a yardstick to get closer to Abigail, isn't he?I can't believe that heck!I grin while tightening my fist. But I stand still.I can't move even though I want to, because it'll o
Nathan's POV How did he escape the police?Are Aiden and Gray also out or in the police custody?I thought I played videogame with Aiden once?He definitely is not in custody. Or could he?I'm totally confuse and the one person who can answer my question, wouldn't listen to me any longer.He thinks I caused all the trouble and got them caught.Actually, he blames me for involving Abigail in it, which I didn't.Her curiosity got her there.I rub my face hard, my eyes burning.If Gajeel needs that money, it means he certainly plans to run away.I wonder if the police are after him. I think he escaped from them, giving the way he's keeping a low profile.He was the one who introduced the rest of us to the operations of the warehouse in the first place.He has become a threat anyway and I must be cautious of him.If he can publicize a video of Abigail claiming to leave with me, then he's going to do more than just that.I should be vigilant.I try to warn Abigail that he is around the co
Abigail I can't breathe. The air feels stuffy around me as I watch Luca storm away.My chest tightens as I call after him, my voice shaking, barely above a whisper."Luca, wait!" I plead, my feet moving before my mind can catch up. But he doesn't stop. He doesn't even flinch.His back remains tu
Nathan's POVThe gym is filled with music and laughter.The usual normal movement and light that normally wouldn't bother me. But tonight, the noise gets on my nerves. I scan the room, my gaze locking on Abigail, who is standing near the edge of the dance floor, she's wearing a pale blue dress.
Abigail's POVThe day of the dance arrives faster than I expect, and with it comes a tangle of emotions I can't quite sort through. My room is a mess of scattered shoes, makeup, and rejected outfits, and yet I still haven't decided what to wear. The pale blue dress hanging on my closet door seems
Abigail's RoomThe moment my boots land on the carpeted floor of her room, Abigail takes a step back, her wide eyes darting between me and the still-open window. Her lavender scent lingering in the air. I straighten my jacket, more to steady my nerves than anything else. The flicker of hesitatio







