All Chapters of CRAVING THE ENEMY; MY BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

012CONFRONTATION NOVA "Nova," Marcus gives me a pointed look. "Did you know she was going to Ridgeview?" "No! I didn't know, Marcus, I told her not to go!" My voice cracks. I drop to my knees to grab my phone, my hands shaking so hard it takes me two tries to scoop it up. "She said she wanted to buy a dress. She joked about running into Noah, but I thought... I thought she was just being stupid. I didn't think she'd actually do it!" "Well, she did. And she ran right into him at the plaza near the campus." Marcus rubs a hand over his face, pacing the small space between my bed and the closet. "Kol was with her. You know how Kol is... he can’t keep his mouth shut to save his life. Noah cornered them, and Kol cracked. He told Noah that you're here." Noah knows. Fuck. I thought that I wasn't scared of my brother before now. I mean, I thought... what could he possibly do? But now, I do not want to know what he's gonna do. "What do we do?" I whisper, looking up at Marcus from the flo

NOVA Enzo’s more family than Nova will ever be. A suffocating silence fills the foyer. I feel the blood drain from my face entirely, leaving me numb from head to toe. I’ve spent my whole life trying to fit into Noah’s shadow, trying to be the supportive sister, trying to navigate his moods and his career. But hearing him say those words.. so casually, so easily... in front of our cousins. It breaks something inside of me. Completely. "Noah, are you fucking kidding me?" Marcus steps in front of me, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He looks ready to throw a punch. "She is your sister. Your blood. You don’t get to come into my house and say shit like that to her." "Marcus, don't," I choke out, my voice barely a whisper. I reach out, my fingers brushing the sleeve of Marcus’s shirt to pull him back. I can't let him get into a physical fight because of me. But Noah doesn't even look at Marcus. His eyes are locked on me, I can see the deep resentment. He really believes I di

NOVABeing back at school is no fun. Being back at home is no fun either. A part of me wishes I'm still at the valley, with Aunt Joan, Marcus, Kol and Chloe. Even though my cousins were immature and brought trouble to their doorstep, I still feel that I wouldn't feel like an outcast if I had stayed there.Enzo fucking released the statement. It made me look like an evil, jealous person. But I should be happy that it did exempt my brother. Mom keeps saying the damage has already been done. That no matter what Enzo's father does with his lawyers and even a PR team, there's little they can do. The only thing that can make the slate clean again, is if the girl releases a statement. And I would have gone to the end of the world to find the girl in question. But it involves talking to Enzo and he hates me. My brother hates me as well."Just leave it be, baby." Mom glances at me from the driver's seat.I fold my arms. "It's not that easy mom. I made the mess. I should be the one to clean i

NOVAMy back hurts so bad. And it's not even because I've been busy helping Mom in the kitchen all evening making Noah's favourite. It's not because I feel so stiff as I make my way to my room.I think it's because I'd been carrying my backpack all day. With the envelope inside of it, I have trust issues. I didn't want anybody to find it first. Since I don't know what's in the envelope, it's safer there.I still can't believe I'm about to be a sorority girl. Well, if I can complete whatever task Bethany and her friends want me to. Hearing Gia and Serenity's tasks, I'm sure mine will be much worse.I don't think I give a fuck either. Whatever it is, I'm sure I can do it. Can't be anything worse than what the school thinks I did. Yes. I'm more optimistic now than this afternoon. "Baby, dinner's ready. Come on downstairs!" Mom's voice rings in my ears just as I grab my backpack. I dig into it, my fingers grasping the envelope, tearing it open just so I can see what's in it before dinner

NOVA Whatever they want Ava to tell me, I'm not going to stand here and listen. I don't think I want to even hear it. Curiosity is a bitch but I do feel so good about myself when I turn the other way and walk away. That feeling plummets the second a large body hits me head on. Others would say bumping but that's not what this is. Well, it's a bit of bumping and hitting. If I'd bumped into someone, I wouldn't be feeling this much dizzy and getting my head rolling. I stagger back, my brain already reeling for a befitting insult to this motherucker that I certainly have not crossed paths with before. "What is wrong with you?" I ask, raising my head to glare at him. Seriously. I don't care that I don't know this guy. I don't care that he looks clueless. Today already has enough problems for me and I don't need his headache that's incoming. "It was an accident." He says. I roll my eyes. "Oh stop. Watch where you're going, dick." I say, folding my arms, my glare still on my face.