Kyrah's POV
My head is pounding and my entire body feels heavy. I groan when I remember last night's events. I keep my eyes tightly closed and turn over only to land on someone. My eyelids fly open and I realize not only am I in Scott's bed, but with Scott himself.
I panic and jump up, but he doesn't seem to notice that I am awake. He is sleeping so calmly and I can't help but stare and wonder: how many times will I be waking up in his bed. He is in last night's clothes and I assume he might have fallen asleep while watching over me.
His masculine face looks very handsome and I brush my knuckles across his cheek and his eyes fly open.
"Kyrah," he coos and sits up on the bed to face me. Rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"What were you doing?" he asks.
"Uhm... I err... Well there was a string on your face so I brushed it off, it must have come from the sheets." I am so bad at lying.
He smiles and rubs his eyes again, yawning with his
"Breakfast is ready," he announces and Roxy bounces up from the bed and heads out, followed by him and a lazy me.The bacon is well cooked and tastes very delicious accompanied with eggs and some sausages and buttered toast."This is so good, Scott," Roxy comments with a mouth full of bacon and Scott smiles. Before I get the chance to comment on his well cooked breakfast, I hear someone yelling from outside. It sounds like a woman yelling and I pause the chewing to listen."Guys, do you hear that?" Scott asks and we rush to the front door to take a peek. I gasp when I spot my mom yelling at Blake who is rubbing his temples in frustration. Why is he here? Of all places to look for me, he decided to come to our house. Where he knows my parents live. Where he knows he's not liked that much.Okay then."He's looking for trouble." Roxy coughs and Scott gives her a weird look."He's already made Kyrah's mom aware that
"It was a tough thing to do. I had sold every single thing I had just to buy drugs and later on I was living in an empty house with only the clothes I was wearing. Hadn't paid rent in five months and so I went to aunt Olivia and she kicked me out. She was disappointed and angry and said she'd cut us out off her paycheck. So if you haven't noticed, sis, your fees most likely hasn't been paid–" Vic explains to us his story, once we get back to Scott's house."What? Why did she do that? She knows we have no money, dad is long gone, and mom is in prison. Where else are we supposed to get money from, Vic? Tell me!" Roxy yells, pacing from left to right, a habit that she's used to when she's worried and panicking."Roxy, please, forgive me. It was all my fault... If I hadn't gotten myself into drugs and alcohol, we'd still be on the right track," his voice is deep and sorrowful.His eyes are a lovely hazel which brighten each time light hits th
"Who's Blake?" Vic questions softly."My boyfriend," I announce and his facial expression changes from calm to infuriated."Oh." Is all that comes out of Vic's mouth.We later on decide to watch a movie since the awkwardness is too much and no one wants to talk.At dinner, we sit quietly enjoying the spicy chicken my mom cooked. Roxy is seriously licking her fingers when the front door opens and my dad pops in."Whoah! I almost thought no one was inside. I didn't except you to be this many," dad says when he gets to the dining table and eyes everyone in the room. He gives mom a kiss on the cheek and sits down."Let me get you a plate, honey." Mom stands up from the table but dad stops her."Oh, don't worry, I can get it." Then his eyes move to Vic, "Wait, Vic?" he squints a little at him."Yeah, it's me." Vic smiles."What a surprise! When did you arrive? Kyrah never
My eyes are shut but I can still hear everything that's going on downstairs, I think mom is cooking breakfast. Seconds later my door is pushed open and when I open my eyes, Snow jumps on my bed with a red rose flower in his mouth and he barks twice. I chuckle."Good morning to you too, Snow."He drops the flower on my bed and moves closer to me and I pet him."Good boy. Where did you get this from?" I ask, knowing he clearly doesn't understand me but in a way I always feel like he does. He barks again and leaves my bed, stopping at the door as if asking me to hurry up and leave my bed. His white tail wagging quickly."Okay, okay. I'm coming," I respond, leaving my room and following Snow downstairs, where I find dad cooking. In his hand is a spatula and he is wearing a white and orange checked apron."What in the world is going on today?" My brow is raised and dad laughs. His eyes move to the stairs behind me and I follow his line of si
"This car, feels amazing. I love it, babe. Thank you so much." I steal a glance at him and he winks at me."You're welcome, babe. So where are you taking me?" he cocks his head to the side and I chuckle."Just hold on tight and you'll see." At that moment I step on the gas and speed off. I feel like a rebel. Like a princess who has eloped with her prince charming to a far away, forbidden land. A thought crosses my mind. What if my mom finds out that Blake bought me this car, what would I tell her?Focus on now and leave later alone. If it gets to that point, we'll figure it out. I tell myself.Minutes later, I stop the car at the beach. It doesn't look as lovely as the last time I was here with Scott since right now, the sun is up and apparently the seagulls are very few today. No waves at all, but hey, I am here to enjoy the moment.As we walk to the shore, Blake holds my hand and we both stop walking.He
Kyrah's POVTime flew like a rocket ship ever since Blake and I had our little bonding in my new car. Things changed, and so have I. It's been two months of pure bliss with Blake and I can't explain how high I have been on love. He makes me want to dance around whispering his name. When he calls, I run to him. When he speaks, I become weak and when he touches me, I run wild. That's what he does to me.As I sit here in my hostel, busy doing my hair, the door opens and Maeve walks in, arms across her chest. I can see from the large mirror in front of me that she is wearing a sad expression on her face. I turn to face her and she pushes her glasses up her nose. A habit I have come to understand means that she's either angry, sad or disappointed."What?" I ask her."Where have you been, Kyrah? And where are you going now?" she sounds concerned. For real."None of your business, Maeve," I say, turning on my seat to face the mirror.
*Scott's POV*It's been two months now and my dad hasn't come back home since he was assigned a really major duty in Afghanistan. This is how hard it is to be the child of a military father. He hardly comes home, and when he does, he stays for a while and any minute I always know he'd get a call of duty and that he'd leave again. I had really waited for him to come home the last time he called, but plans changed. He couldn't come.Another thing that's bothering the hell out of me is the fact that Kyrah, no longer wants anything to do with me, or anyone else. All her time is spent with Blake. It's like we're all invisible to her. I never liked Blake since the very first day I saw and I never will. He's made Kyrah a totally different person. She's now forgotten about all her friends and any time he calls her, she runs to him like he's her savior. I hate that. I really hate that!That thought makes me squeeze my fists in anger. It's Friday afternoon and I am
*Roxy's POV*When I pick the call, I place the phone on my ear and the smile on my face fades slowly as I speak to the person on the other end."Is this Roxy Trent?" the woman questions."Yes. How may I help you?" I ask."I am calling in from the State Women's Prison–" before she finishes her words I cut her off."My mother, how is she?" I utter. The last time I visited her, I was with Vic and she was glad to see him. That was two weeks ago. We had some family time together even though for a very short time. But I loved it."Calm down, we need you to come over immediately and see her–""What happened? What the fuck happened?!" I slam my fist on the coffee table, making Vic to jump on his feet. He is now staring at me with worry. He knows that whoever is on the other line has bad news. Scott is up on his feet and the two of them move closer to me."Ma'am, just calm down and get ove