✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I woke up from another nightmare, feeling like my throat was closing up. Percy was there, eyes scanning over my face with an annoyed look that I was calling the signature Percy look. That expression that said making one wrong move could land you in my current position. He pointed silently to the tray on the bedside table.“You need to eat, and take your medication.”I frowned at him. What time was it? I swear he’d brought me food before. Was that all in my head? Percy got up, moving towards the bed. He moved my body into a sitting position and offered me water. Then he placed a wooden tray over my lap.The food .... looked nice, but the look in Percy’s eyes made me wonder why he was giving me a nice meal? In my dream, the food hadn’t looked good when I saw it. But I think it tasted nice, or I couldn’t really taste anything. Who really knows?I didn’t complain though. It was a pasta dish. He handed me my medicine, taking the bottle of water because I didn’t
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧My best friends and football buddies are Ben Carter and Lionel Baker. Lionel is the one Percy had given a beaten, I’d been dating his sister up until a few weeks ago when she dumped me. I’m still pissed about that. I invited them to spend the night. Giving them a warning that Percival was around, which Lionel was quick to say he’d be bringing a weapon.I love my friends, but they need to understand that a weapon wouldn’t stop Percival. It’s kind of weird how Percy and I think of each other every single day. Sure, we don’t have good thoughts of each other but does that count for something? It’s unhealthy, the bitterness that continues to etch itself between us.If only he’d get over himself. Ugh, I’m so tired and my body is slightly numb. I haven’t seen Percy since he came back in to collect the tray. And to toss a piece of paper on my face. Aggressively giving me his phone number. I wonder who forced him into this.Perhaps his father had gotten the sense t
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Before I could ask them anything, they offered to carry me down to the living room so they could air out my room. When I asked if it smelled, Lionel said it smelled like death. I’m guessing he could sense I’d been here since I was released from the hospital, and the entire room was sort of depressing.Ben was the bigger one amongst the three of us so he helped me into the wheelchair, and out into the hall while Lionel aired the room and changed the sheets. It’s good to have friends who have your back. When Ben dislocated his shoulder we were there for you. Sure, none of us have ever been this badly hurt but that doesn’t change the fact that we’ll always be there for each other.My mother had set a ramp on the side of the stairs, ben helped me wheel down it since I could only use one hand and that ramp honestly seemed so scary. What if I fall and cause more damage to my body?Ben doesn’t let that happen though, and we make it to the living room safely. He plac
»» ──────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ ────── ««I listened to their conversation, trying not to give my position away. They spoke about a girl called Porscha. I don’t get it though. If the school is so aware that the girl who made the call told them that she saw a bunch of people, why the hell are they so insistent on blaming me? It seems like I’m being targeted as well which sucks.Lucian must have fallen asleep because it goes quiet for a while before Lionel starts to talk again.“I bet Percy had something to do with this.”“Nah, did you see how cocky he acted after attacking me? Trust me, this guy didn’t do it. We would be at Lucian’s funeral. He wouldn’t have stopped just because a witness saw him.”Lionel growls lowly. “I can’t trust this bastard with, Lucian. The nicest person in the world, and Percy is treating him like a footstool.”“We could... you know, find a way to connect Percy to this. Get him thrown in prison, even if it’s for just a few months. Assault must count for someth
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧The next few days fly by and quickly I realize Percy is... just as bad as I thought he would be. I can’t even begin to make a long list of the nonsense this asshole put me through. It’s like he’s trying to make sure this ends in blood and I have an unfair advantage. He gave me my medication at the wrong time. Like thirty minutes before I was supposed to take a shower.I ended up passing out in the tub, only to wake up drenched and nearly drowning from it. Percy came in late, and we had to call the house doctor who put me on twenty-four-hour bed rest to fix the ache in my neck and other regions.That first day that he did a good job was a ploy to trick me into thinking he was good at this. He is not.He kept cooking me bland meals, he threatened to wheel me out into the streets and when I said I hoped prison would be worth it, he argued that he’d take being in jail if it meant I was evicted from life. Like the fuck. If I could punch him with my working arm and
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧After another painful movement, I got myself into my room where I shakily reached for the pill bottles. It took longer and I had to swallow them dry because I could take them and then make myself go to the mini-fridge. Due to this, it took longer for them to take effect. I was practically sobbing from the pain by the time they kicked in.I was able to breathe and heave out a sigh of relief as I could move my working arm without tearing up or feeling like the limb was about to be ripped out from me. I called Percy’s father because calling mine was out of the question, she would worry and Percy wouldn’t listen to her at all.Mr Tamaki answered on the third ring. “Lucian? What on earth are you doing with your phone?”I opened my mouth and found that my tongue was numb. Dear god, the pain was still in my head even though my body couldn’t feel it anymore. I took a moment to catch my breath, then I spoke.“Percy....” I breathed out. “Left me. I don’t know where he
»» ───ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ───── ««One.Two.Three.Four.I counted in my head as I did some pushups to clear my head. I haven’t been in a good mood since Lucian called the calvary on me. I’ve barely been here a week and he’s reported me like a baby back bitch to my father. It’s one thing to threaten me, but Yusuke had to send his dumb lug of muscle to make it clear to me that my mom will have no place to stay if I fuck it up with Lucian.When I contacted the nurse taking care of my mother she said some strange men were watching my mother. So I have no choice but to be a humble little asshole. I’m so pissed. I don’t even know where to begin with taming my anger. I feel like hitting something but I’ve been doing that for the past hour.Lucian is watching a movie in the living room. He has taken his evening medication but he doesn’t feel like sleeping. Hence why I have to keep an ear open in case my phone rings and his majesty needs my help.What a pitiful person. I just want these m
»»──ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ───««Lucian made me read to him for two hours before he eventually fell asleep. I don’t know why I sat there just watching him, imagining what it would be like to push him down the stairs. It can’t be healthy that that’s the first place my mind goes when I’m in the presence of Lucian. Hate is what keeps me going.Lucian and I didn’t always have this hate. I almost want to scream at him that he should have told me. He should have felt obligated to tell me when he discovered the affair. I felt betrayed. We might not have been friends but we were civilized towards each other.I remember the first time I’d actually spoken to him. I was always introverted. My friends consisted of the guys in my little volleyball team back in middle school and Zion. I used the word "friends" loosely for those guys. Zion was the one I spoke to the most, but I wasn’t angry.Hell, I wasn’t sure how to feel the emotion since everything in my life was going so well for me.“Ouch!” a y
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Percy is always asking for trouble. It’s like he has a second calling that happens to be a troublemaker. When he asked me to teach him something new, I gotta admit, I was angry. But I can’t deny I was interested. He’s a hot guy, but such a fucker. My ego swells at the thought of being the one to fuck Percy. Just think, all his bitching for years, pissing me the fuck off, attacking me... ha, imagine the face he’d make lost in pleasure. It’s the kind of evil temptation I can’t give up on. I can’t pass up the opportunity to be the one that turns him into a mess. I know. All the complications are clear. The world and my wolf are telling me to shut down this dumb idea but we’ve crossed that line. Why not go even further and do some crazy shit like fuck him?I chuckle. “We’re gonna need supplies before we venture down into that path.”“Like lube? There’s gonna be some here.”“Why would there be?”He gives me a nasty eye roll. “They fuck. In case you didn’t know.
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««I didn’t move from his lap, i should have after the stupid biology comment but i didn’t move. You could call me ballsy, you could also say I’m down right insane. You wouldn’t be wrong on either counts. I feel insane. And from what happened to my mother it’s kind of clear that i might be headed for the same fate. But the true reason for my decision to not move, falls down to my curiousity. I’ve had to go through life happily oblivious to the pulls of the body. My wolf has had to deal with it. But lucian gets hurt, and somehow I’m kissing him, getting off and now I’m about to ask a crazy question.“When was the last time you had a blow job?” From my position on his body i could feel his exact reaction to that question. It was evident from the way he looked at me, and the way a certain part of him took interest. “You’re disgusting. Answer my question.”“You’re on my dick and I’m the one who’s disgusting?” his questioned in disbelief. “Percy, my last
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««Am I the asshole? Yeah, pretty much. But I’m not a monster. I couldn’t sleep the rest of the night because Lucian’s face seemed to haunt me. When I woke up next after aggressively dangling my body on the edge of this uncomfortable sofa cushion, I decided sleep was for the weak. When I sat up, I was surprised to find Lucian staring at the darkness outside with the same haunted expression he had on when he threw himself on me. What was that all about by the way?I probably should have asked him some more questions rather than reacting the way I did. But this is. Expecting anything less than a violent angry response would be completely unreasonable. As quietly as I could, I moved my body to sit more comfortably. A few inches from the edge of the cushion where I might have fallen. How did I get any sleep while I was there by the way?I should have awoken with a concussion. I was so close to the edge. I stretched out my muscles before channeling all
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I worked on the garden for what felt like hours, my hands buried in the dirt, the repetitive motions soothing in a way I hadn’t expected. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of soil and faintly blooming flowers, and for the first time in a long time, I felt grounded. The sun had begun to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows over the garden, but I kept going, unwilling to return inside just yet.Percy returned a few minutes into my work—though not by choice. He had been caught attempting to scale the outer wall and was now being dragged back by an experienced wolf who hadn’t even bothered to shift back into human form. The massive beast had its sharp teeth clamped onto Percy’s shirt, dragging him across the ground with little effort, despite Percy’s grumbling protests.I couldn’t help it—I laughed. Hard.Percy shot me a glare, brushing dirt off his clothes the second he was released. “Glad you’re enjoying this,” he muttered, voice thick with irritatio
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧After much thought, I decided that Percy wasn’t allowed to leave. I mean, I’ve known him long enough to know that the second he gets a chance to leave. That’ll be the last I see of him. So we’ll do it a different way. Although he argued, I was about to force the ankle bracelet back onto his leg. Let me tell you the bruise on my cheek was worth it. I had to take more than my usual medicine to make up for this. Having to pin him, and put that device back on him... was not easy. But nothing ever is. Nothing in this life is easy when Percival Whitmore is involved. I contacted my best friends using the laptop and told one of them to go to the area where i was attacked to search for the syringe that had been used on me. Then I sent the other to check if there’s been any information. And to grab some essential items and bring them to me tomorrow. In the meantime, Percy and I would have to spend another night alone. Which shouldn’t be an issue but knowing what we
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I woke up to Percy watching me sleep. He was seated on the desk chair, one foot under his thigh while the other dangled on the floor. He was biting his fingernails, his eyes looking all over my face and body. It’s not a pretty sight. Percival looked outraged, and when I looked down I saw that his ankle bracelet was off. He was holding it in his free hand.“You’re up. That’s good.” The room looked to be in one piece, and so was I. I pulled myself up, making sure not to move my leg in the wrong way. I shuffled backward until my back touched the headboard. The room was chilling, the AC must have been cranked up to the top.“What’s wrong?”“My mother is missing. My father is up to something. And I think my mom is going to end up in jail. Everything is wrong, Lucian.” he hissed out my name. “And you want to know what’s the worst part? I actually feel bad for you,” he says, continuously biting at his fingers which were now bleeding. The fuck. I don’t think he’s n
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««With lucian asleep, it didn’t make any sense for the emergency button to be going off. That was on his wheelchair. I exited the room slowly, and went in search of the wheelchair. I found it in the bedroom on the floor below ours, there was a notebook on the area where the button was placed. That’s strange. Perhaps pauline moved it. But that doesn’t explain why it started buzzing after she’d left. Not even right away. I sighed, and picked the book off the button before rolling the chair back to the top floor and to the bedroom. I sat behind the desk, confused and as to how this had happened. Then i decided to let the thought go. I have better things to worry about. Turning on the computer, i checked on the software that pauline had that man install. There was a messenging app, and a face call app. Which is good, for lucian. I’m sticking to emailing Zion since i know pauline won’t be bothered to check in on what I’m doing. I went into the searc
»»────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««I was down in the living room, actively trying not to be alone with Lucian while others were around. His check-up took almost an hour, and by the time everything was done and settled, Pauline came down with the doctor, and the man I think she hired to install some apps on that useless computer. She seemed to pause when she noticed me pacing. Did I look guilty? Can she see the unhealed bruises on my lips? It should have healed, it will heal in a few days. Lucian had been rough. Goodness. Did the doctor know?We’re disgusting. How could I have stained my skin with that of my enemy?“Percy,” she called out to me softly. I pulled my eyes from my clenched fist, looking at her and the two men behind her. The doctor narrowed his eyes, and I glared harshly at him. He immediately turned away.“What happened to your lips?”“Do you care?” I inquired, trying to dodge the question. “I’m just a bit confused.”I inhaled. “I haven’t spoken to my mother in a wh
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I’m not sure when I fell back asleep, but I woke up in a bit of an odd position. Percy must have rolled during the night. His head was on my stomach, and he had one leg thrown over mine. I tensed, knowing if I breathed a little too loud he’d wake up. I don’t need to be nice to him, I know that. And this isn’t kindness. If I panicked when I woke up, then I can only imagine how Percy would react. I don’t have it in me to fight with him. Give me a few hours and that flame will be lit back up. He gets on my nerves. I can’t stay calm forever. Not while he’s around. I shut my eyes and forced my heart to stay calm. I reminded myself of the things I needed to do once Percy woke. It shouldn’t be long now.And it wasn’t. Only mere seconds after that thought, Percival stirred. I could practically hear the devils shaking in their little hell. Nothing can raise my blood pressure more than this jerk. He lets out a tiny groan, probably noticing where he’d been resting hi