In the next weeks that passed, William and Ashley were over at the place in the house. Not in the manner of sex, which is a good thing, but being close with each other, William seems to be happier and it made me feel happy for him and his newfound source of happiness, Ashley. As I promised, I worked my difference out with Ashley... not really, I still consider her a snake, but at least I’m no longer running and telling William every little thing she did behind his back, I wait for fate to reveal it all. William did the unthinkable when he asks her to move in and like it wasn’t enough that a girl I despise is with the man I’ve loved all my life, I had to see her every minute of every day because she makes it a habit of barging in and since according to her was a way of being friends. Yes, she has increased her habit of taking things that aren’t hers. In the past months, she’s taken my clothes, money and makeups and, according to her, there was no need for me to make myself look beaut

Three weeks later -> The engagement party went differently from how William earlier wanted it to be. I discouraged him from making it a surprise party, reminding him just how much Ashley hated surprises. I also told him her favourite colour was purple and would always pick a lace fabric over a silk fabric any day. At first, William was sceptical about my wanting to help, but I shrugged it off and told him it was no big deal and, honestly, it wasn’t. I’ve seriously surprised myself at the level of control and composure I’ve had in all of this and every day it increases. Sure, Ashley pushes my button from time to time, throwing herself at William while I’m present, touching him in ways that are inappropriate and sometimes unbearable to watch without having a bleeding heart, but I don’t let her get to me. Arthur has been with me, too. Yes, I should have broken things with him off, but he confessed he’d cheated on me by making out with a random girl on his nineteenth birthday three wee

All the way back home, I ponder on the event that had taken place between Arthur and William in the hospital and I wonder what the big secret William and Arthur share and for the past twenty minutes I’ve been quiet just thinking. William helps me down from the car while Arthur grabs my bag and we make our way into the house. William's grip around me tightens as we reach the stairs and he helps me climb up the stairs. His fingers curl around my waist and my body tingles, but I ignore it and slowly brush it away. We make it into my room and William tucks me into bed. Arthur enters the room with my small stuff in my bag and keeps it in a corner of the room before walking to me on the bed. “I got to go.” He says, pecking my lips deeply before pulling away to stroke my forehead. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” I nod at him, forcing a quick smile at him, “Okay.” He gets up and walks to the door where William is, and he nods before walking out. William’s eyes drop to me and slowly mouths, ‘I’ll

“It’s about the secret between Arthur and William.” She says, making me halt and I turn to her. “How are you here?” I ask staring at her, “and not in jail?” “Would you believe me if I say I escaped?” She asks, and I know she’s telling the truth. A pitiful smile appears on my face as I stare at her. “You really have gone low Ashley, still I’m not surprised, and I expected it. But did you seriously think I’d be that gullible?” Ignoring my question, she asks, “Are you going to listen or are you going to gloat?” “There is no secret between them Ashley, and you are dumb if you think William and Arthur are gay.” She stares at me ridiculously and shakes her head in pity. “You really are dumb. Anyone with eyes can see that they are both straight men!” she says, pointing at the obvious. I rest my argument, since the secret she wants to share is not about their sexuality. “Then what is the secret?” “You.” “Me?” “Yes, you.” My brows furrow. “How am I a secret?” She scoffs and her eyes

Hello everyone and welcome to (KID) the part two of the first book, I’m glad you stuck around for it. The part one was about Karen, but part two KID is about William, we will get to see who he is, read him like a book (and I know some of you are going, “yes!!!! Finally”) I am glad too and we will know his flaws, weakness and pain and the theme in this book would be a little darker than the previous, but for my young readers, I’ll try not to make it too dark. “The first time I saw her, I knew I loved her; the last time I saw her, I knew she hated me.” William McQueen. Rory slaps the bottle of whiskey away from my hand and it falls to the floor, making the whiskey pour out of it. I glance up at him and throw him a hard glare, hoping he takes the hint of his unwelcome presence, but he doesn’t take the hint. No, he bluntly ignores it. He came here about an hour ago and he’s been staring at me like a fish in need of water and as much as it was revolting; it was also annoying. I’m not