"So, what do you want to do?" Lily asked.I kept my head down, staring at the table and picking at my skin like I had fleas. I let out a heavy sigh."Are you still thinking about Logan?""No.""Then why aren't you in the mood to go karaoking? I mean, it's the reason we hung out here today. This is our hideout, as I call it."I pull back on my chair and still have my eyes on the table. "I'm not in the mood. Don't feel like singing."Lily didn't want to argue any further as I let another sigh. "Okay, how about shopping? You know you take your mind off things."I shook my head.Lily grunts, then look down at her phone, smiling. "Watch a movie?""It's a school night.""So, we can watch for an hour or two. Oh! We can watch the new Jurassic World. Get to see Chris Pratt." I caught her brows wiggling."Yeah, he's hot, but...""Aw, come on, Effie." Lily moan in frustration. "You've been sulking since your birthday. You got to let it go."The way she said it, I wish it were that easy. "Lily, h
"Hey! Billy, how about another round?" I hiccuped, waving my beer cup to the bartender."Effie, I think you've had enough," Lily said, trying to take the cup away from me, but I kept it avoided as if playing keep away."She only had one." Stated Sam."She shouldn't be drinking in the first place," Clark grunts. "How the hell did she get drunk? Lily?""Hey, don't look at me," she argued. "She was getting hyped up with singing. She probably needed to drink and took someone else cup.""Well, she's drunk.""Wer iz ma drank *hiccup*," I demanded with a slur and laughed like crazy.I have never been this drunk before. I never took a sip of alcohol in my house. Athena would always remind me not to drink in the place - not even consider it because it would lead me to disaster.Singing songs one after another had my throat dry. I've been singing since I started, and it was nonstop. It got the crowd going and cheering for more. I was so thirsty that I had to stop for a minute to get a drink and
Getting drunk wasn't the plan, as getting sober early in the morning was awful. After Newton dropped me home, my siblings were at it again. Ares was getting threatening letters from this girl he dated revealing that she's was pregnant with his baby. It's not the first time any of the girls he dated wouldn't get the attention they deserved, so Athena was pissed and wanted an explanation. I figured not being noticed by them. I should go to my room.I left my bag at the bar and asked Lily to give it to me at school the next day. It was worst for me seeing how the rumors of head bashing an older woman at the bar spread. I wasn't sure who knew, but it seemed that some students from school saw the whole thing. I just wanted to die. I'm glad Lily and Clark were there. They were at my side the entire time about this ordeal. I couldn't remember what happened last night. It was foggy, but Logan's voice was ringing in my head the way he yelled at me, so yes, I did head-bash a woman older than me
"I think you should go," Odin told me as he flipped through his newspaper for the daily news. "It's a great opportunity to meet a music producer."I learned of the old madman's name who sat at the table while I was away from my life and Logan in the library.We've seen each other twice weekly as if I have a schedule with the old geezer. But he wasn't all that bad as we spent more time and talked. I guess he was just any right old person would be. Although, what's up with following me that day?"You may never know your career by being on Broadway like you wanted."I also learned that he resides in the Home Care for the elderly, where Athena coincidentally works. He's one of those whose family had put them there to get rid of the nuisance of taking care of the elderly, or he has no family to stay with. I didn't look happy or sad to visit other old people who wanted to die in peace. I see him walking around with a nurse at his side.I glanced at the male nurse, who didn't seem to be the
The ride to L. A from Long Beach took almost an hour, and with only three minutes left on the clock, Newton parked in front as I rushed inside the tall building that hit the sky and took a deep breath.I called Newton out of all the people on my contact list. I called my psychiatrist to drive me to LA. I had an option to get an Uber or a taxi to take me here, but somehow I called Newton because he was the person who told me about Lena Graham.So, why?Although it's weird having him drive me when I haven't seen him for years until that fateful rainy night at the karaoke bar, he would be there to save me from distress after Logan saw me as an evil bitch.Right away, he was happy to oblige the lift. I found it weird that he wanted to drive me to Los Angeles as if he got nothing better to do. I was curious if he had any clients he needed to attend.But the cool thing about him driving me is it's free. I didn't pay a dime to get to L. A.I ran here as fast as I could, exhausted; I couldn't
"Okay," Lena sighed over the speaker box connecting to the small recording room where I stood, jittery and shaky. "Aphrodite, I think you should take a little break.""Okay," I said softly, removed the massive Beats By Dre Studio headphones, and went out of the room, where she handed me a room-temperature water bottle as I sat on the couch.I was taking small sips over and over.Saying nothing.I felt Lena's eyes staring at me as if I'd done something wrong. It's entirely my fault. And she's angry with me. For three hours, I've done nothing but get scolded by Lena that the sound engineer who operates the sounds had left because it was getting late and I'm stuff here asking for more chances, but it seems I want to give Lena what she wanted to hear."Aphrodite," Lena pulled out a cigarette and lit it. She blew the nicotine flavor into the room. "Where is that spark I heard from Newton?"I pursed my lips as she blew another puff of smoke.All I did was stay silent, looking down at the fl
"Okay, that's it!" I growled. Without thinking, I pinched Logan's arm, and he let out a winch. Once he released me, I jumped on Mandy, fisting at her face. There were a couple of slaps and clawing. She screamed for her life, and I was enjoying it."Who's a bitch now?! Huh!" I yelled. "You don't think I can take you on? Your deadbeat brain can't even come up to save your life.""When Heather comes back, you will need to watch your back," she said through her screams of pain.What the fuck?Is Heather coming back?I stopped a fist in midair, pondering about Heather returns. But that didn't matter to me. "Oh yeah, let her come. Because I'm not that scared little bitch everyone knew. She can come at me with everything she got. You're seeing the real Aphrodite Catherine Reid, and she's back." Then I hit her. Her head fell back. She closed her eyes and was unable to move.I was panting hard.This adrenaline rush running through my bloodstream, to be honest, felt good. Although it was wrong
"What's her name?" I asked Logan.After that heartfelt moment, we decided to head to the beach. The streets were busier because all the bars and certain spots were open until midnight. Once I stepped out of his car, I felt the cold ocean breeze brush against my skin. It may be challenging, but luckily we got a large blanket, one size — just the two of us.We sat on the beach with my toes curled in the sand. I laid in front of Logan, acting like my personal backrest pillows. I put my head back on his chest as we watched the powerful waves hit the beach's edge."Her name was Niana, Miss Niana Davenport," Logan said with a stable breath. Just mentioning her name must of bring back painful memories. "She was so beautiful, smart, and kind. Which reminds me of you.""Me kind? Didn't you see me do all those things to Paris, that date of yours and Mandy?"Logan laugh. "Yeah, but I could tell you were jealous. Although, I was pretty upset about what you did to my date.""Do you want me to cast
Hello to my readers! This chapter is the last chapter for LOGAN and just to warn you it's a bit longer and I don't want to split it in half because this is an epilogue. I deeply apologize and would like to say thank you for joining me on this journey with completing book 1 of The Wolfe Brothers series. See you guys in book 2! It had been a week since the incident with Heather, and I was ready to return to school, acting as if nothing had happened. The next day I treated it like any other ordinary day. Forget about the past and move on with the future. After spending my recovery at my grandfather's home for a week, some students think I had an accident. Although I'm healed, I had to get a weekly check-up to see if I'm fully recovered to do anything. I contacted Lena and told her part of the truth as to why I was missing that weekend, and she forgave me and requested I work extra hard. It turned out she will be planning to have my EP album out soon for Christmas with original song
"Effie, what's wrong, baby?" Logan came out of the bathroom as quickly as he saw me taking out the comforters.My leg throbs, but I didn't want to leave my virgin blood on the silk covers."We need to burn these sheets," I said, struggling to remove the comforters while naked, and Logan was enjoying the view. "Can you not stare and help me.""I could see this every day," he smirked, leaning on the bathroom door frame - naked. His cock was still erect after making love."Why don't you take a picture?" I told him with a grunt."Why should I when I have the real deal," he chuckled."Logan, please help. I just had sex with you for the first time, and I'm a bit sore down there." I hissed from a slight pang. "Oh... Wow""Yeah, you will get used to that," he chuckled and was amused by my glare. "Here, let me do it-," Logan said as he tried to take the blanket, but I jerked it away."Go take the other end.""Damn, you're so bossy. Did our lovemaking change you?" He asked as a joke."No, it's
Logan got off the bed, removing his pants and boxers, while I quickly did the same with my clothes and took off my bra and underwear. I sat naked on the bed, staring at the beautiful creature.Logan stood there all whole naked specimen looking mighty fucking fine. Logan was a living working art, his olive skin so tempting to touch. Every move gave away his strength. Every inch of his body was drool-worthy; his abdomen was a sculpture to perfection as his six-pack popped instantly, giving off the impression that he was reborn once again as a Hawaiian God. In his past life, he must have been a warrior, strong and loyal. His biceps were the size of my head. For an eighteen-year-old guy, he worked pretty hard to earn those muscles.But what caught my attention was his cock that sprung. I swallowed hard as my eyes grew wide. I know what I'm getting myself into, but should I wait? His cock was huge, and I didn't think it would fit me.Logan took something from his wallet that appeared to b
I gaze at the girl in the mirror. The looking glass wall-mounted, encircled by a frame of threadlike strands of silver, interlaced together in a mock-cable arrangement.The luminosity of the light shone through the whole bathroom as I studied myself. After a long shower, I called for cleansing. Three days I have not bathed, and it's revolting.I turned over, wiped the fog off the mirror, and stood there looking at myself, taking in every detail, shape, size, and color. The mirror shows me what the whole world can understand. A girl with scars, long black hair, and silver eyes; covered in scars and the faded purple bruise around my abdomen where Heather kicked me at the same place. It doesn't hurt nearly as much now.Everything I've been through since that accident was full of fright, frustration, and loneliness. Then through my teenage years, however lonely, isolated, and neglected by others who saw me as a threat. Meeting Lily changed my thoughts about people; we became loyal friend
While the mood goes too emotional, I spotted Terry not getting into this happy moment. I pulled back from the family hug. "Hey guys, can you leave for a moment? I want to talk to Terry."Everyone saw how serious my tone was and walked out. Before he left with the others, Logan planted a quick kiss and told me he would be outside if I needed anything.Once everyone left as Logan closed the door. It was just Terry and me.I say straight up as Terry stands there with his hands behind his back. It was quiet and awkward. Honestly, I'm nervous, but I got to let it all out and ask. I want to know if Terry's the person from my childhood. Pivoted flashbacks in my mind as I remembered the older girl."Terry?""Yes?" He answered formally.Where are you from?"London.""You don't have an accent. Where were you born there?""No."I bite my lower lip. "Okay, where were you born?""Long Beach."I inhaled and let out the air. "Have you lived in a foster home with a family called the Brayden?"I waite
Tears were falling from my eyes before Athena said the words. "But dad said his parents died. How? How can this be?""You know dad didn't like to talk about his family," Ares said with a snort. "He makes things up to lie.""Effie," sat back down, taking my hand while Odin had the other. "I know it's a shock to you, but think about it. The time you spend with him, don't you feel a connection when you spend time with me? Most people say he's the spitting image of me."I thought about it the first time I met Odin at the bus stop trying to go home. "At first, I thought he was stalking me."A snort was made, and I saw it was coming from Seth, who pursed his lips. Terry stared at him and glared. Don hit his older brother in the head, making Seth snarl at his younger brother."I only followed you because I thought I saw a replica of my Lorraine," Odin added. "Athena looks like your mom, Ares has your dad and mine good looks, but you," he touches my chin gently on his fingers. "You have your
"Oh my god, Effie," Thea was the first to embrace me with her fragile-yet strong arms. She squeezes me. "I'm so glad you're okay."Everyone who burst through those doors shocked me that they all waited for me to wake up. Seeing all of their faces warms my heart."How long was I out?" I asked."Three days," Ares replied.Three days!No wonder I felt so weak, and my hair smells like I haven't bathed in years, which is gross.Thea was squeezing me tighter. I gasped for air. "Thea, I can't breath."Thea did not answer but only felt her body shaking uncontrollably; I know it was not the pregnancy but her fear of losing her baby sister and another family member.I rubbed her back and laid my head on hers as she cried softly."I was so worried about you," she sniffled and pulled back. Her silver eyes were moist with tears. "When Clark told us that his cousin is back and explained how obsessed she was with Logan, I knew right then something bad was happening."I looked over at Clark, who was
Twelve years ago at The Brayden's Home - Foster Home. "Haha," Kenny laughed, pointing a finger at me. "You are a nobody and were left here. Nobody wants you." I hugged my legs, hiding behind the house of The Brayden, owned by George and Maggie Brayden. They were friendly, but the way they greeted me felt like those weirdo parents who kept their children sanitized from everything they touched. George was no muscle but short and tubby-like a gnome with a Super Mario mustache, and Maggie wore heavy make-up looking like 99 cents cheap doll. They were friendly, but I felt uncomfortable talking to them. Since I arrived without Ares and Athena because they were sent to different homes, I was scared. I was alone for the first time. "Look at those ugly scars! Ewww!!" He and the other kids older than me chorus, looking disgusted at my accident scars. I tried to cover them up, but my body was so small I could go up and run away. I went inside, and they followed me into the house and called m
Twelve years ago...Long Beach Memorial Hospital - Patients Room.Feeling as if minutes passed by, I weakly opened my eyes to see nothing but blurred with a bright white dot, and all I could think was Tinkerbell. I fluttered my eyes a few times to clear my eyes, and finally, the light bulb came to view. I looked up at the ceiling and made my eyes burn. I squint. I woke up in an unfamiliar room of only white, no peels or dirt. There is no decoration except a borderline of pink and blue bunnies jumping in a line over light green grass.Two windows at my side with pink drapes covering the sun's brightness. Next to it was a water bag connected to clear tubes that drips water and beeping machines that mommy calls heart monitors that track your heart rate. A needle poking my arm with many stitches wrapped around it like long princess gloves, and seeing them made my stomach ache. I breathe only to find a tube in my nose that shoots air from another machine.The pain from my head hurts so b