Loved By You

"They look the same," Logan continued. "I doubt Mister Kent has the ability to find their differences. Or care about them. Like, clearly Chloe is the most reserved, cold one, and Celeste is loud and fun. Chloe also looks more high-fashion and ethereal, but Celeste is very commercial. She's a micro-trend queen.""I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, Log," Bram laughed like a douchebag, "I'm too tired right now to understand your gay terms.""Which one?" Tyler pushed, “If you had to choose. I mean, Celeste has the bigger tits... are you a tits or ass man?"He's so gross."Fired," I growl out loud, "You're definitely fucking fired.""Tits," Bram responded right away, making me roll my eyes to infinity. I mean, that is true, but— "To be honest... right now, I'd go for the third option.""What's the third option? Tits or ass or... pussy?" Logan asked."No, you fucking fruitcake," Bram spat out, making me wince. He did look very homophobic, calling Logan that word so much,"I mea

Get In

{ Abraham }Life felt so different for a couple of weeks that being back at the apartment with my mom makes me feel weird.I do not like this place (I never did, but I like it even less now), and I want to take my mom out of here as soon as possible.I spend all day with her, telling her all about my hockey situation, and then I decide to be brave and tell her about Anastasia as well. About the words I accidentally let out… and I don’t mean earlier when I ruined our sexy time, but the forbidden L-word.My mom bugs out for about a whole minute, then she gives me a pouty face that instantly pisses me off.“I’m never telling you anything again—““That’s so cute,” she shrieks and comes closer on the couch to try and pinch my cheek. I karate-chop every attempt. “Bramsy, you’re so damn cute. If it slipped out, it’s because you feel it already, obviously. You love her, don’t be scared about it. She’s smart, she’s cute, she’s nice but not annoying or fake, she’s from a good family, and she to

Wide Open

"Sit down," Charlie orders, no greeting, no acknowledgment otherwise. His voice is flat, controlled in a way that feels far more dangerous than if he were yelling.We sit. Of course we sit. None of us are stupid enough to do anything else.Linda is the one who starts talking, her tone measured and professional, but the more she speaks, the tighter the knot in my stomach pulls. Every word feels like it's building toward something, as she talks about the importance of respect in the workplace. "Please take a look at this," she says finally, and she starts the projector. The moment the video starts, I know. I am so completely fucked.It's the three of us sitting in the studio after the shooting day with the twins, right before I became friends with Anastasia.I don’t remember exactly what was said that day but I know it was some terrible bullshit. I already know this is going to be bad. Like watching a car crash I can't look away from—I see myself eat like a pig, then open my mouth, a

Fix It

I take a breath that feels like it scrapes my lungs."She asked me to go as her date to the charity gala, remember? She offered me money to be her date. Nothing else, I swear to god," I add quickly. Charlie is still frozen in shock."I needed the money, Charlie," I continue, while he's still trying to calm himself down and not yell at me like a beast, "She was only my boss, not my friend yet, we were not close at all, so taking money from her felt just like saying those things about her... whatever, it was whatever to me, she was just a random woman I worked for. But quickly after that I started working closer to her and stopped talking to those two idiots because I couldn't handle the way they talked about her. We became really good friends really fast, but my financial situation was still shit, so yeah, I used that money she gave me and it was very, very helpful to me. That is how I managed to afford the necessary amount of physical therapy sessions without starving me and my mom."

Technically

{ Anastasia }"You know you don't have to be 'fine', right?" Celeste murmurs carefully, cutting through her omelet as we're having breakfast. In Cabo.How did I end up here? To be honest, I don't know. I was kidnapped by my sisters. Shipped to another country by my dad. Again. He really thinks a trip will solve a heartbreak.And he’s not that wrong. The sun, the heat and the ocean is definitely making me feel better. After that little breakdown I hadI watched the video three times. I’m that moment, I allowed my anger to grow and grow until I couldn't handle it anymore and had to call my dad to tell him I wanted them gone. All three of them. Bram, Tyler and Logan.I was in a rage, so he knew something weird had happened, and only twenty minutes later, my dad and my sisters were in my house.I showed them the video, and when they got mad about it too I felt so embarrassed that it replaced my anger entirely. To have them see my "boyfriend"—the guy they thought was my boyfriend—talk ab

Unlikely

{ Abraham }For a whole week, I am forced by the world to face the consequences of talking shit. Charlie was true to his word and he didn't fire me, but he of course called Coach Adam to complain about me and tell him about the stupid video. My coach told me to go to practice earlier the next day and we tortured me on the ice for one extra hour for being so fucking idiotic. For 'saying shit just because I have a mouth'. It was terrible, then I was forced to continue working. That is my punishment. I have to come back to the office now that Linda absolute despises me, Tyler has been fired, Logan feels just as ashamed of me so he hasn't even looked my way and Nora somehow knows everything (I'm sure) because se hasn't spoken to me. Nobody in the office has spoken much to me at all. Joy is the one who has been given us tasks to do and she's the only one who somehow speaks to me but other than that, I'm a pariah. And I miss Anastasia so much, it's unbearable. Of course she hasn't unb