Shadows And Sirens의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

Damian ReidWho in their right mind would call me at this hour??I roll on my bed and reach for my phone. I groan as I hit my elbow on the edge of the bedside table. Then I answer the call without checking who it might be."Hello," I say, not even clearing my throat."Would you-""Who's this?" The voice sounds so familiar yet different. So I check my phone for the true caller, River Lockhart. "River?" The sleepiness completely leaves my whole self as I call his name, wondering why a troublemaker like him would call me at 2 am.He chuckles before speaking, "Would you like to cuff me again, Officer? But now against the bed. That'd be awesome."I freeze, completely puzzled about the whole thing, as I process his words in my mind. It takes me a little while to realise what he just said."Are you drunk?"" "I get no response from his side, but I keep the phone against my ear for a few minutes before declining after I hear a little snoring sound coming from the other end. I decline the c

River LockhartI leave the penthouse and get down from the elevator. As I am alone in the elevator, I squeal a little and bang my head on its wall to calm myself down. The elevator stops at the ground floor, and I walk out with a pounding heart. Then I stand outside the apartment complex, waiting for him to pick me up.My eyes light up as I notice his mini car with the police siren and lights on top of it. It drives through the lanes of the apartment complex and stops in front of me. I hold the door handle and pull it to open the door, only to notice a few books on the passenger's side seat. He moves them aside so I can take a seat.The car is a bit cramped inside, too little, but it leaves me so near him. I sit and keep my hands on my lap to myself, yet I feel his arm against me when he switches the gears. Oh my god, I can die!We drive a little in silence as I think of something to talk about with him! I don't want to miss this opportunity. Think River, think of something that we ca

Damian ReidIt takes me a while to reach the destination to pick Caleb. When he sees my car, I see a look of relief on his face.Caleb groans as he sits on the passenger's side seat, and I drive in silence while thinking about the things River said at the end."Do you know Mr Lockhart?" I suddenly ask Caleb, who looks so tired after dealing with traffic duty due to the breakdown of the traffic lights."What?? Who doesn't know him!" he exclaims."I am new to this area, so I don't know much. What kind of a man is he?""He's a powerful businessman, very powerful. Also an asshole. He has some illegal casinos, nightclubs and pubs open, which makes him actually swim in money." he simply explains.I look out of the window annoyed, knowing very well what kind of a guy Mr Lockhart is. So even if people, even if police officers, know that he runs illegal businesses, no one does anything about it because of the power he has. Right?I guess that's it. That kind of a guy he is."What about his fam

River LockhartMy voice drops, and I completely freeze from the surprise of seeing Officer Damian at my university. The whole Lucas-Ethan issue flies out of my mind, and my brain literally prints out images of this person I have a crush on.I look in his way in pure confusion. He walks closer and closer, and when he's just about to walk past our table with the university Director, he notices me. His eyes take a look of recognition as he sees me. His lips twitch a little upward to a noticeable smile, and he walks away while engaged in that serious conversation."Oh... god--" I fall against the table like a broken twig."It's not good having a crush on a Police Officer either." Ethan deadpans."Yeah..." huh? "What?! How'd you know??""I just saw hearts pumping in your eyes." Ethan looks over my head at their fading figures. "He's hot, though. Where'd you find him?""In my pocket." I say with distaste before starting with the most important shit, "Oh my god. DON'T. I repeat, don't let an

 River Lockhart Ethan's eyes glue in a certain direction. I assume it's his special someone, Lucas, coming in our direction already, with what I asked him to bring when he comes this way: an Iced Americano. "Here you go, you lazy idiot." Lucas keeps the drink in front of me with his usual gesture of using harsh words on me in a gentle way, cussing being his love language, I think. He places another Iced American in front of Ethan. "Yours." "What?" I look at Lucas, surprised. "Did he order an Iced Americano too?" I ask in question. "No. Since you don't like to share your drinks with anyone, I realised he should get one as well." Lucas points out the o