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my voice rose, accompanying my effort to straighten my limp body. "Stay away from me, you trash!" Steven snapped. Every syllable that came from his lips sounded full of poisonous hatred. That utterance felt like a physical slap that shook my world. My confusion grew. What actually happened to Steven? Why did he transform into such a cruel stranger full of anger toward me?

“And why the hell can’t I? Didn’t you see how they were dancing earlier? You really think people come to a bar to be saints? Everyone’s just here to have fun.” Steven’s eyes darkened, and his voice turned lethal. “Shut up. Get lost.” The guy scoffed, trying to act tough. “Oh, what? You think you’re any better? Who the hell knows what you’re planning? Maybe you’re just trying to get rid of me so you can take these two for yourself.” The man took a good look at Steven—young, good-looking, and clearly strong. He decided to switch tactics, putting on a fake, understanding smile.

Steve’s voice could be heard. ⸻

How the hell had Logan managed to convince him to get on a plane and spend a month with us? In the middle of my chaotic thoughts, Steven walked toward us dragging the black leather suitcase with an enviable ease. He stopped his steps right next to Logan and curved his lips into a slow smile, showing a perfect hollow on his left cheek. "Guys, I introduce you to Steven," Logan announced, giving the giant a friendly slap on the back. "He's the new member of the crew for the summer. I thought the villa needed a bit more heavy weight." "A pleasure, sorry for the delay," Steven said, his voice being a rough baritone that reverberated directly in my ears. "The interstate traffic was gridlocked."

I opened my Skype and texted him: Levi: How about “Levi and Easton is the endgame”?

Aphrodite said. I smile at her. “Thank you for your understanding. Uhh, but I am not ready to open it up for now. Sorry” I said. I know that the first step to gaining friends is to share some of your pieces of information with her so that both of you know how each other. But, As I’ve said, I am not yet ready to open up about my past. It was too dark for me to open it up. “Oh, it’s fine. You don’t have to say sorry. I understand. What’s important is, that I met you. I finally have a friend” she said happily.

Linc answered and turned on his heel, leaving me and Dylan. “Ky, we know Steven. He is a horrible person and such a good girl as you wouldn’t want to be with him. I think, you know that we don’t like him, but you are interested in the reason of it. I am ready to tell you, but I don’t know if guys are as well,” he sighed and left me. Steven was standing next to me and a lot of people were in the house, but somehow I felt like I was left alone in the darkness. Like the lights switched off and I became blind.

Steve quipped dryly as Lexi gaped at him. "Oh, developed a sense of humor have you now? Nice. Salty. It suits you." Lexi snapped sarcastically, fully aware of her father's amusement at their exchange. "Behave you two. You only have to stomach each other's company for a few minutes. Steven, if you would be so kind..." Lord Brarthroroz said as he gestured to the swirling masses of color. Steven wasted no time in approaching one of the gate-like structures and stood in front of it for a second or two before the colors stabilized and became an almost insipid sort of grey. He looked back over his shoulder at Lexi and her father and nodded.

Dad is one of them. I'm alone. I am lonely. Will Steven help me to get over this sadness? I don’t know what will happen to me. Steven is asking me to be his girl, should I give it a try? "Are you saying yes?" he said happily. I nodded again. “YES!” He shouted loudly. Yes. I think Steven can do that for me. He can make me happy. ------------------------- When I felt better, I went back to school. I went straight to the gym where Steven and his friends are staying.

He told me, "Don't cry. You'll get through this. One step at a time." That candy was so sweet that I felt enveloped in it, and Rolf's comfort helped me through. My mother got better, and I started searching for him everywhere. I always believed he brought me luck, that it was meant to be. I stared at the candy and reached out my trembling hand to take it. The candy tasted bitter, so bitter that it hurt deep inside. It turned out that he was poison wrapped in sugar all along. I was just too stupid to realize it.