Maija     Fifteen minutes later, we pull up to Mansion with multiple cars parked in the driveway. I can hear the faint sound of music playing. Great, my first house party since I moved here, and not only was I pissed off, I am also horny. My mind keeps replaying that kiss, which was amazing, making my body flush with heat and me soaking wet. But whenever I look at the object of my lust, anger seeps in and ruins it. Ugh, I really need a drink. Slamming the car door, I head towards the house without looking back at Zayne; I really do not want to see his annoyingly handsome face right now.      “Hey Maija, wait, you don’t want….” He jogs up next to me as I pull the front door of the house open. I am not listening to him. I want to get something to drink, to settl

MaijaPresent"Maija wake up; we're home." He shakes me gently as I slowly open my eyes, a bit disoriented. I smile when I see his face. I like waking up to him; wait, what does that mean? It must be the beer talking. He slips out of the car, comes around to my door, and pulls it open before attempting to pick me up. I push him away gently."I can walk.""No, you can't. Please let me carry you." I look at his worried face and sigh. My head is too cloudy to argue with him, so I nod. He smiles before taking my phone from my hands and slipping it into his pockets. He then picks me up gently, laying me against his chest as he closes the car door. As he carries me towards the house, I inhale his scent– it comforts me. This is what I am missing with Danuel. Zayne smells like home. I snuggle in more, feeling safe and secure, when suddenly a burst of laughter breaks out as we enter the house."Charles, no, no… stop it…." I hear my mom scream through fits of giggles."Come,

ZayneI arrive at Sienna’s fifteen minutes later and ring her doorbell. She opens the door with a smile on her face that I couldn’t return.“Done slumming?” she asks, looking too pleased with herself. I step past her into the house, ignoring her insult towards my wom— I exhale sharply, remembering she isn’t mine. I head straight upstairs to Sienna’s room. I don’t want to even think right now. I just want to forget that girl that lives in my house that I can’t have. Once we get to her room, I pull her into my arms and start kissing her while stripping away her clothes. I get off her top, exposing her nude breasts, but as soon as I touch them, Maija’s face pops up in my head. I shake her face from my mind, kissing Sienna harder. I need to forget and move away from this pain, but Sienna pulls away as I pull at her skirt.“Zayne, I want the real thing with you. To date, go to the movies, I want to fall in love. I don’t want just to be your booty call.” “It’s only 5 pm,” I r

Zayne   I hobble out of the kitchen with Sienna’s support, clenching my jaw. “Baby, are you ok?” she asks as we approach the staircase. No, I am not ok. I’m pissed off that punk is kissing the girl I love. However, I can’t tell my girlfriend that I am in love with someone else, and that person is my stepsister who knows how I feel, yet she prances around here with her boyfriend all day. I clench my jaw as I hobble up the stairs. Her lips are irresistible. I scoff; of course, I knew that. I tasted them once and wished I could spend all day just kissing her. But she rejected me and is allowing that punk to kiss her whenever he feels like it. I grunt as the pain settles in my chest. “Are you sure you are ok?” Sienna asks as I make my way into the room and hobble to the bed. I plop down, putting the crutch beside me, and grab my phone. Sienna joins me on the bed, lying on her back as if it is the most natural thing in the world for her to do. When is

  Zayne We arrive at the club around ten pm. The vibe is lit, the DJ is spinning well, and I find myself nodding along to the music as we make our way to our usual VIP. We call the waitress over and order a round of shots to start the night off right. “Yo, this is life,” Quentin shouts as we clink our shot glasses together and do another round. “The crowd is decent tonight,” Jade shouts. I nod while nursing my drink and scanning the crowd. “So, are we going to invite women over or what? I love you, Mofos, but I need some pussy tonight.” Quentin declares. “Didn’t you get laid last night?” Jade asks. “So?” We all start laughing. He seriously acts like he will die if he doesn’t have sex every night. Much to our annoyance, because the walls aren’t soundproof, we can hear almost everything he is doing in that room. I sigh. “You can invite your women, but please ensure none of them bother me,” I say as I signal the waitress