Chase's POV After speaking to Emma's mom, every tinge of sleep in my eye fled. I had suddenly become the center of everyone's attention. I kept things away from her, not because of how my dad would feel, but how scared she would get. I watched it happen once, I was gonna watch it happen again. It was around eleven am when I called my guy, Gray. I hadn't spoken with him in almost twelve hours. I wanted to know how he got home, and most importantly, how he was feeling. “Hey, what's up?” He picked up the phone. “How are you?” I asked him. I was feeling like a harbinger of bad news. He was still going through Lily's demise, and I was still making my mind up on telling him how stuff was going with the investigation into Mike's death. It was fast becoming a state issue, and one paper already published the story.I hated the popularity it was gaining. It's not what I had in mind when I asked Gray to go on, and even funded it. All sorts of thoughts were keeping my tired eyes wid
Grayson's POV I was so surprised to see Chase. I didn't know what to make of it. I wasn't expecting him. I had spoken to him only a few hours ago. I didn't think any of us still had the strength to be running about like he was. Especially not for that case. It was well underway and I didn't see any reason I should stress myself about it. Uncle Mike was a bit of a criminal himself anyways. Plus we'd done the whole confession thing, and Emma, whose implication I had foremost in mind, being the main reason I decided to look into the case, was someone I had made peace with. Lily wouldn't want me to continue, so I was dropping it in her honor. “Chase, man I have no business with that shit anymore.” I said truthfully. “You can't say that.” He replied. “And since when did you start to tell me what I can and cannot say?” I asked. “That's not what I meant.” He corrected himself. “I'm only saying that it's not right.” “So you now tell me what's right and what isn't?”
Chase's POV Mrs McKinsey had more composure than I'd have given her credit for. She didn't even shake where she was seated on Gray's bed. His previously nonchalant facade he had on had cleared, leaving the Gray I truly knew. I hated to do that, but it was equally a very important task. “Why?” She asked. “That's what I want to find out.” I replied. Gray was shook, but that was no opportunity to disrespect his mom, so I stayed as respectful as I could be. “Can I ask how you got your information?” She asked. “He’d been picked up by the police, three times in the past week, with his new wife, Emma's mom.” I said, even though Mrs McKinsey probably didn't know who I was referring to. “Alright.” She said, following the story. “He was picked up this morning too by the way.” I added. “I had a conversation with him last night,” I started the story, “it actually started with me eavesdropping on him and I heard things I shouldn't have.” “What are those?” She asked, cautiou
Linda's POVSometimes, Emma made me wish I never had any more children. She could be so much trouble herself. Lily's death was really hard on her. She'd barely eaten anything for three days, and while Mark said to let her cool off I was still deeply worried about her. I loved Mark, but he's not exactly one I'd take parenting advice from. “What if she never wants to talk to me anymore?” I cried on his shoulders one day. “You know that cannot be true,” He assured me,”not in a million years. Emma would always need you, just like me, and everyone else in fact.” He added. She wasn't acting like it anymore. The few things I knew about her these days were from Chase.And he too was getting tired of me. “I don't know, I don't know anymore.” I cried. “I don't like seeing you like this.” Mark said, wiping the tears off my eyes. “Do I talk to her?” He asked me. I would literally take any help or assistance I could get. There was no refusing. We both went to her room, but I stoo
Chase's POV Time went by so fast. School was a blur, so was life. Emma, Jessica and I just went through the motions. Gray and Lily were a huge chunk of our relationship that had been ripped out. Jessica was moving on fast too. Surprisingly, she got her deals back ten fold. She was way more reticent, dropped a lot of our old friends, and dealt with Emma and I with a long spoon. Emma, on the other hand, was a ghost of herself. We were always so far apart from each other, and she made sure of that. I hadn't been to the house in forever, but it's been almost a month since Lily's death, and I knew that things were falling apart. My dad, and Linda had been summoned countless times by CCPD, and the only reason they still let them return home was because of my father's connections, connections that were fast failing. I once tried reaching out to Emma, but she was far too slippery, and kept eluding me. The principal made an announcement, stating that since the school prom went ah
Chase's POV “How long have you been trying to fight this?” I asked her, overwhelmed at her sudden brazenness. “Please don't embarrass me further.” She said, acting like she didn't know what to do. I laughed, because it was hella amusing. “You shouldn't be, Emma.” I reassured her. “I'm yours.” “Can't help it.” She said quietly. “I can.” I laughed. “You look so beautiful, I don't think I've said that.” “Not with your mouth, no.” Emma said. I liked when she was witty. It came off really sexy. “Well, I'm saying it now.” I said. No one was around, but I didn't know how she'd have felt about going beyond the kiss. I didn't want to seem like a sex crazed ex, so I kept playing it cool. “I think we should start going back to the ceremony.” She said, looking away. I'd spent too much time thinking of what I was gonna say, and so it kept looking like I was blacking out and coming back. On her instruction, we went back. I sat through it all, half anxious to see Gray.
Chase's POV It seems like my heart had developed a permanent space for Emma. A gaping hole that couldn't be filled with anything else. It was grad day, but I sure didn't feel like it. Barely two hours past noon, and I was wasted, sprawled across the living room. “Who the fuck is it this time?” I groaned. “Hey,” I heard her beautiful, unsteady voice across the line. “Uhm, Emma?” I asked. I was too drunk to check the caller ID. “You're drunk, aren't you?” She asked in a very judgemental manner. “I don't have to reply to that.” I replied to her. “Actually, don't.” She said, I immediately regretted saying what I did.I was beginning to think of excuses to offer, but none was coming to my foggy brain. “Must've called for a reason.” I said, reminding her. “I'm here.” It felt like I had been shot up to cloud nine, but I doubted what I heard cause my head was hella foggy. “Where?” I asked, just for confirmation. It felt too good to be true. “Open up, Chase
Chase's POV “It might be too much for you.” I reasoned, looking away. “Chase, please talk.” Emma's patience had thinned out and I could see it. “Emma,” I started, “the reason we're together today is because of this house.” She looked at me in surprise . “I don't get that.” She said, Normally, I hated when she made assumptions, but this was literally the one time her making assumptions would have suited me, cause the truth was too heavy for me to say. “I mean,” I had been looking for ways to make myself the only bad guy in the story, but her mom had to go down too, “Your mom promised me this house, in exchange for, in exchange for loving you.” I blurted. “What?!” She screamed. “What did you just say?” She asked. “So this has been a whole fucking deal all the while? My mom? No wonder she turned a blind eye to what happened.” Her eyes were glistening, reflecting the little light in the room cause they had tears pooling in them. “I ain't even trippin, it's really something
Chase's POV “Baby,” I called out to Emma as soon as we got back home, “I hate seeing you this way.” My voice snapped her out of her thoughts, she breathed deep and came out of the car, leaving both her phone and purse behind. “I'm really tired, Chase.” She said, “I just want to rest.” “That's totally fine.” I took all our stuff out of the car and ran after her. Let me help you.” She looked and felt weak. “Thank you.” She said, as I helped her up the stairs. “Can I get you something to eat?” I asked “I don't feel up to it right now.” She replied. “Can I just try?” I asked her. “Don't bother.” She snipped. “Do you need something else?” I asked her. “Just stay next to me.” She said, It felt like an honor to be told such by her. “Let me jump out of these clothes.” I tore the clothes, a reminder of where we'd been and what'd happened. “Pull me closer.” She cried. I pulled Emma so close. Her body felt heavier, and was even warming up. “I'm sorry, Emma.
Emma's POV “Would you have me read the results with him present?” The doctor asked me. “Yeah, he's my boyfriend.” I said, smiling. I rubbed Chase's face, pulling his beards with one hand, and rubbing my belly with the other. “You might want to sit up.” He said. “We are happy you came in for a check up today.” The kind old man said. I smiled. It was a big hospital downtown, fancy and very modern too. I felt more at peace with Chase by my side. “Emma Watson,” He wore the glasses which hung down from his neck and read my name out from a file in his hand, “I'm afraid, but we couldn't find a heartbeat.” I knew nothing about stuff like those. I'd never been or lived with a pregnant woman. I remember the look on their faces while the nurse kept tapping my belly and scanning round, but I didn't think it was a big deal. “What does that mean?” I heard Chase ask as my heart was already shattering, it could only mean one thing. My baby was dead. “Your baby is dead.” The doc
Chase's POVI knew I was kinda weird, maybe a bit confused. But I had genuine reason to believe Emma was doing too much. The food arrived soon, and we went to get it at the door. We were cool just a moment ago. I hate how we weren't yet at the point where we handle our shit maturely. “I'll get that.” I said, reaching for the bigger and heavier boxes. It was only instinctive to be more protective of her. She was carrying my baby. Whether or not we were ready for it. “Emma.” I called her quietly since we weren't both far from the rest’ earshot. “Yeah.” She turned, I saw the tear marks on her face. I was gonna say how I was sorry for blanking out on her, but the words just couldn't get out. “I'm…” I started, looking in multiple directions at once. “It’s okay.” Emma said, and walked in. I took a minute to process what had just happened. “Where were you man?” Gray screamed in delight as I entered. “Been looking in that direction for the past minute.” He added. I kn
Emma's POV I hadn't seen a worse expression on Chase's face than I saw when I announced that I was pregnant. Not like he looked disgusted or angry, it was just blank. The kind of blankness that births bad decisions. I literally didn't know how to do it any better. “You're not saying anything.” I croaked, nearly choking on my words. It wasn't exactly the best time to announce it, but I literally didn't know what else to do. The past days had been bliss, so beautiful I held the news back. I was scared of what his reaction would be, which is the exact reason I decided to say so in the midst of people. Chase had his eyes fixed on me, but still it didn't see like he was actually seeing me. “Baby?” I called him. “Uhm, I'm sorry.” He said, “Can we talk about it later?” He asked. “Sure.” I didn't have the emotional strength to even have the conversation at all. “I'll be back.” He said, and kissed my forehead. It was frosty as hell. It didn't feel like the warm lips that k
Chase's POV “Emma?” I called out to her. We'd spent the last two days together. I spent every hour of those days reassuring her that I was there for good. Meanwhile, my dad had been put under house arrest, meaning that we needed to go through due process to see him, or Emma's mother. “Yeah?” She replied softly. “How are you, really?” I asked her. “I remember the first and last time we had a conversation like this.” She said, turning in my sheets. They looked so perfect around her. Two days with Emma, and life was just what it was meant to be. “You were gonna propose the next day.” She said, I searched her face for annoyance, or residual hurt, but there was none. “I had my heart in my mouth all the while.” I confessed. “It's a thing with doing the right thing with the wrong motive.” “Don't ever pull that stunt on me again.” She said, “I swear.” I replied. “Could you please sleep back? I was gonna do a ‘breakfast in bed’ type of thing.” I poured playfully. She ha
Jessica's POV “How was your trip, my love?” My dad greeted me. I had just arrived from a fashion shoot in Paris for Diar. It was a big women's underwear designer brand. I had so many fashion shows and shoots coming up, but I decided to do a stopover cause my PA said my sister had been calling nonstop. Last time I set foot in County was for grad, about two days prior. “Why so friendly?” I asked, everything seemed so fucking weird. From the strange fleet of cars in our garage, to the unfamiliar murmur of men coming from the living room. My dad chuckled nervously, and scratched his bald head with his fat ass fingers. Fingers that held my family together. “There is something we should've told you.” He said, avoiding my eyes. I was still experiencing a bit of jet lag. I'd been in the air for over twelve hours cumulative for the past two days. I even had a shoot midair. It was one of my most exciting experiences. “What is it?” I asked him. I didn't like the look on his face
Grayson's POV “Do you,” The priest said, “Rowena,” it felt strange hearing my moms name, hadn't heard it in over ten years, “take Aldrich to be your husband, to love and hold on to, through the good times and the tough ones, whether you're rolling in dough or just scraping by, in sickness and in health, to stand by his side and love him, as long as y’all both shall live?” He looked at my mom who was already beaming so hard. “Yes.” She replied, holding my dads gaze. They both looked so foolish, so in love, so smitten. “I do.” She added as an afterthought. It made all ten of us in attendance giggle. My dads elder brother doubled as the priest, the ceremony was held on their rooftop. It's been over ten years since I'd been to this part of town. Mark's dad and his men, cracking down on my mom made it an absolute necessity. After Chase left that day, my mom came out to both my dad and I. Mark had attacked her family in Starry, her husband, the bastard, took their two kids and fle
Chase's POV “Chase, please leave me.” She said, It hurt me to hurt her, but seeing her like that was worse. “I can’t, Emma. You don't mean what you're saying.” I said to her, “I sure do, Chase. You're a liar.” He spat in my face. “You can't say that, Lily.” I replied to her. “You didn't just call me ‘Lily’?” She puffed, I knew I had made a very silly mistake. my thoughts were in a whirlwind, and I had also lost control of my tongue. “I’m sorry, Emma. Everything is so mixed up in my head.” I apologized. “Including Lily and I?” She asked in disbelief. “No, Emma.” I said. “I mean, I'm exhausted, I'm tired, I'm so fucking tired.” “That's no reason for you to do that.” Her lips were quaking and she looked away, I think I also saw pity in her eyes. “I'm sorry, Emma. I seem to be making too many mistakes. I'm a mistake, but none of these stops the gnawing feeling in my heart for you. Emma, I've spent lonely nights in this room wishing I didn't do what I did to
Chase's POV “It might be too much for you.” I reasoned, looking away. “Chase, please talk.” Emma's patience had thinned out and I could see it. “Emma,” I started, “the reason we're together today is because of this house.” She looked at me in surprise . “I don't get that.” She said, Normally, I hated when she made assumptions, but this was literally the one time her making assumptions would have suited me, cause the truth was too heavy for me to say. “I mean,” I had been looking for ways to make myself the only bad guy in the story, but her mom had to go down too, “Your mom promised me this house, in exchange for, in exchange for loving you.” I blurted. “What?!” She screamed. “What did you just say?” She asked. “So this has been a whole fucking deal all the while? My mom? No wonder she turned a blind eye to what happened.” Her eyes were glistening, reflecting the little light in the room cause they had tears pooling in them. “I ain't even trippin, it's really something