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Ruby tried to protest, but her words came out slurred and incoherent. Caden guided her through the crowd and out of the house. It was a relief to be out in the cool night air, but Ruby's legs gave way again, and she nearly fell. Caden sighed and, with more gentleness than he'd shown lately, helped her stay on her feet. "Were you supposed to stay at Liv’s tonight?” Ruby sighed, licking her lips. Still holding onto his arm for dear life, she said rudely, “Why do you care?” Caden pushed aside the strands of hair that covered half her vision, before he let out a sigh too. “You’re so difficult.” She could kick him at that moment. But she knew it would only result in her falling face first into the grass covered ground. Was the grass cool? The air had suddenly become too hot and she could surely use a cool touch. “What are you trying to do?” Caden asked her, his voice still coming out concerned. “Let me go! I just want to lie down… right here. Mmm, you smell good,” she blurted out, l
As Caden's car sped through the night, Ruby's consciousness fluctuated in a hazy dance between awareness and intoxication. The cool breeze flowing through the open windows seemed to help clear her mind, at least momentarily. Caden's grip on the steering wheel was firm, his concentration wavering as he navigated the empty streets. Olivia's warning words echoed in his mind – "Just for one night, be the decent guy you've always been." That was the first time she had spoken to him in a while. He had realised just how much he had missed her in that moment as she looked at him—helpless yet desperate. Not like her usual, bubbly self. And he had not said more. He could have had so much more than he had. He could’ve apologised. He could’ve… But the thought of being alone with Ruby in his house had invaded his mind completely. Undoubtedly, her condition concerned him. He couldn’t believe someone had spiked her drink. Now he bore the responsibility of making sure she was safe. He looked thr
Caden held his breath. What could he possibly say to Ruby? She was probably not even going to remember any of this the next day. She continued looking into his eyes, and the more she looked, the faster his heart paced. All of this time he had never believed it to be real. He never thought she truly like him. It could be mere attraction—maybe due to the attention he showered her. But this was more than that. He could see it on her face. He could feel it in her words. Now, she sat in front of him, her soul bared and speaking her heart out. Ruby would never tell him any of that if she was sober. She’d rather fail a hundred tests. But now that the words were out, he felt happy and sad. Both at the same time. Was his mind conflicting with his heart? He knew he had fucked up that moment when they had almost kissed. The only reason why he’d pulled back was because he wasn’t sure if he wanted to do that out of his attraction for her, or simply because he wanted to make himself believe h
Back at Florence’s house,Florence moaned, tossing on the soft mattress of her bed. Her body ached from all the dancing and running around — she had done all she could to make sure her party was the best. After all, she didn’t get many chances of having her house grandma-free. It was now time to wake up and clean the mess that awaited her. But she didn’t want to get up just yet. Maybe she could stretch in, get some more z’s. That’d feel good. So, she turned around, and reached out to her bed, hoping to grab the stuffed teddy she always slept with. But instead, her hand came in contact with something warm. And not plush. Definitely not. It was skin. Bare skin. Florence gasped, her eyes flying open. When she looked down at herself, she found her body covered with just a blanket. She wasn’t wearing any clothes. She tried preparing herself for the next revelation, but nothing could have truly prepared her. She glanced at the naked guy sleeping on the bed. He was lying on his stomach,
Ruby stammered, “I-I… umm…” “What are you doing in my grandson’s bed?” The old woman raised an eyebrow at her, but her lips twitched as though she was holding back a smile. It dawned upon her that the woman was Caden’s grandma. The matter had become worse. “Grandma?” Caden’s shocked voice suddenly fell on her ears. Ruby gasped in response, kicking off the sheets from her. He appeared behind the woman, his eyes widened in panic. “When did you come home?” “Well, thanks for the warm welcome, Caden. Now tell me who that is,” the woman urged, now smirking. Caden’s gaze locked onto Ruby’s face, and she saw him hesitate. Then he said in an easy voice, “I see you’ve already met Ruby.” He paused, the silence seeming to stretch for hours before he mumbled, “my girlfriend.” Ruby clamped her hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming in protest. What was this guy going on about? Caden’s grandmother didn’t buy it; Ruby knew that from the way the woman scrutinised her. She leaned cl
Ruby stifled the burp that surged from her throat, discreetly using the back of her hand, while her eyes darted helplessly towards Caden. He, however, remained unmoved by her silent plea, a smirk playing on his lips as he observed his grandmother bringing in more food. "Don’t like the food?" Caden's grandmother inquired, a hint of concern lacing her voice as she arranged the bowls on the table, her brow furrowing slightly. Ruby momentarily froze, managing to swallow the food before responding, "It's absolutely delicious, Mrs. Miller," she replied, her voice betraying a hint of breathlessness, which elicited a chuckle from Caden. "She's just a bit shy," he interjected, though there was more mischief in his tone than sincerity. While Ruby shot him a pointed glare, it seemed that every little thing she did only served to amuse him further. "I'm just pulling your leg," the old woman chuckled, her laughter echoing in the room. "I'm accustomed to these two devouring everything in sight."
Florence manoeuvred her car to the familiar street, the engine humming softly as she drove out of Caden’s driveway. Although she had managed to seem chill to her friends, on the inside her conversation with Daniel was suffocating her. The heavy silence that settled between the three as she drove didn’t help either. So she put on some music and blasted it, loud enough to cast out any of the gloom in the car. As they drove, Florence stole glances at Ruby, her mind swirling with thoughts of what had transpired with Daniel at the party. She couldn't bring herself to voice her concerns, the weight of her own confusion and guilt pressing down on her. While Ruby sat beside her, lost in her thoughts, trying to piece together the fragments of memories from the previous night. She couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her, the gaps in her memory leaving her feeling unsettled and vulnerable. Caden’s words haunted her, but she was sure he was only bluffing. There was no truth to
Ruby was glad to be back in the comfort of her own house. She wasted no time, throwing herself on the bed as soon as she opened the door to her bedroom. “Now I can scream as much as I want,” she blurted out, realising a moment too late that Florence was right behind her. “Come in, Florence,” she told her, her voice muffled as she buried her head in a pillow. Riley called out from downstairs, “Are you sure you guys don’t want anything to eat or drink?” “No! We’re fine,” Ruby answered, her voice loud enough to reach her sister. “Pretend like it’s your house. Get comfortable,” Ruby offered. In response, she received a smile that clearly showed just how nervous Florence was in the moment. Ruby sat up straight, although she wanted to sleep the day away. She had to do this for her friend. “I’m listening. Tell me what’s bothering you,” she said in a soft voice. “Even if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine. We can do something. Watch a movie? Or I’ll let you paint my nails. Ril