Autumn POV
“You look like someone who needs a drink.”
I turned and saw Phraser holding two glasses of champagne, one in each hand. “Pfft,” I took one glass and twirled my wrist. “Why, because my ex brings a new girlfriend that is not the same girl he left me for?” I couldn’t help the sarcastic tone laced in my sentence.
He chuckled. “To better days,” he put his glass forward and I clinked mine with his.
We both took a drink, enjoying the champagne in silence. “Cas is worried about you,” said Phraser as he took a seat on the empty chair beside me.
I finished the remaining champagne in one go and put the empty glass on the table. “And you’re not?&rd
Tyler POV Talking to my long-lost brother was easier said than done. No matter how hard I’d tried to convince him that Dad was a good man, he didn’t believe me. It was no surprise, really. I mean, why would he believe someone he only met two hours ago? Why would he believe someone who had called him an asshole and told him that he wasn’t welcome in the family?I remained in the bar even after Flynn and his girlfriend, Kelsey, had left. I drank steadily from the bottle of champagne I’d asked earlier to cool down Flynn’s mood. Who would have thought that I would be the one downing the alcohol all by myself?“Hey, are you alright, bud?”I turned to see Faith taking Flynn’s seat. She plopped her arms on the cool metal surface and watched me with a frown. “You l
Autumn POV“What are you saying?” I frowned. If there was one person who always managed to give me an answer that made my brain do the extra work, it was this guy standing in front of me. “We know you don’t want me.”Phraser gave me a sad smile. “Do we?”“I kissed you.” My pride was beyond saving right now as I faced him and admitted that he had rejected me on that night on the beach. “But you pushed me away and left to God knows where for days. It’s evident that you don’t want me, Phraser. So tell me what is really going on? Why have you been ignoring me for the last forty-five minutes since we got into this room.”“Because I want you too much, Autumn.” His voice was hoarse as
Phraser POV‘Good’ didn’t begin to describe sex with Autumn. It was more than good. More than satisfying. More than anything I’d ever experienced and that alone said a lot since I had had sex with many girls in my life. My whole body felt alive, burning everywhere our bodies touched.If there was one thing I regretted, it was the part where I told her that I loved her. How dumb could I be? No one said anything about love the first time they had sex. I put my elbows on my knees and rested my head on my palms. “Bollocks!”Autumn was taking a bath right now while I had spent the last fifteen minutes trying my best to find a way to rectify the situation or whatever damage I had caused by saying those three words. After I had said those words, she went quiet and told me sh
Tyler POVDad asked me to pick Shanelle up since there was something happening at Carlton High that required his presence. He mentioned something about a group of snobby boys, a nickname he had for the Crown boys. I knew those boys were trouble but I never thought they would do something on dad’s special day or weekend. I had seen two of them during the rehearsal so it must be the other three.Once I parked the car in the parking lot at the hotel’s basement, I went up to the first floor using the lift. I pulled out my phone and sent a text to Shanelle, letting her know that I had arrived. Her reply came shortly after,Still explaining things to Autumn. I’ll let you know once it’s finished.The
Frazier/Phraser POVIt was around four in the morning when we finally had enough. The sheet beneath us was a wrinkled mess. Our bodies touched, but we weren’t really touching each other. Our breathing was in a similar state. Harsh and ragged. Just like the previous one and probably the next one, sex with Autumn had been amazing and laying on the bed, my body felt both worn out and satisfied. It was one of the best feelings and it stayed that way until my eyes landed on three used condoms on the floor and the uneasiness started to creep in.I shoved those thoughts, pushing them to the back of my mind yet they always managed to find their way back into my already troubled mind. “Autumn, what are we?” Those words left my mouth before I could not stop myself or process them.“Hm
Autumn POVI bit my lips to prompt myself from crying. I had no one to blame but myself. I did not have the right to cry or to console myself by saying I did not mean any of that to happen because it was not true. When I had walked into that room, my mission was to do exactly what Tyler had said: have sex with Phraser. I had been so angry that I wanted to hurt him by doing it with Phraser.One was supposed to be enough. If I had self-control and if it was purely my revenge against Ty, one sex should be enough to prove a point yet I had kept both of us busy until four in the morning.Phraser was right. It had not been an accident. As much as I hated to admit it, I had used him to make myself feel better even if it was just for a few hours. He had the right to feel used, he had the right to feel hurt. I had been horrible to him. Not only that I had used him, but I also had harshly told him that all of that meant nothing.Had it really meant
Autumn POVI wanted to stay. I wanted to hear his decision, what he was going to do next yet before I could, my phone rang. My first thought was to reject whoever calling but when I glanced at the picture on my screen, I knew I had to accept the call. It was probably cost her a lot to even call me. I got up from my chair and quickly walked out of the bar, knowing full well that if I started talking here, the boys would notice my voice.Once I had gotten outside, I pressed the green button and Mey’s face filled the screen.“Autumn!!! I miss you!!”I nearly cried. She looked exactly like she was months ago yet at the same time she looked different. I could not really pinpoint what it was but she looked a tad more mature than she had before. “Mey! I miss you too! How are you? How’s school and how’s Hunter?”When my friend had decided to stop being ′a Chinese who did not speak C
Frazier POVI looked at the message that the cab driver, Roddy Lambert, had sent me and smiled. Roddy had even sent me a picture of Autumn walking into the building. I did not know whether that was relieving or stalkerish.After I had tipped the cleaning lady, I decided to stay in the hotel rather than go to William’s house. He would be really mad because he told me that he was throwing a party for me but he would get over it. I doubted he even noticed I was not there. Not if four of his friends and probably all of the kids from his school were there.I moved to the bed and then grabbed the remote to turn off all the lights, leaving only the bed lamp on. At last, I took my bathrobe off and laid down on the bed. Too many things had happened today and I was afraid that it would change how I look at things. I was scared if I let them ruin what Autumn and I might be having.Some relationships started with both parties agreeing on being
Bridge Chapter 3: The Sorrow “Where was this?” Frazier turned at his grandmother, affection was visible in his grey eyes as the corner of his lips turned upwards. “This was McSorley’s Old Ale House in New York. I took you there for the first time.” His eyes darted back to the screen of his iPad on top of his leathered journal. A video of his grandmother chugging a pint of dark ale in fifty seconds wooed all the males inside the bar and earned them free pints for the next two rounds. “We were so wasted that day that I had to call us a cab.” “Gosh, I wish I could remember, Dear.” Her frail hand cupped Frazier’s face and slowly a smile started to form on her face. “Thank you for bringing the clips and the photos.” “Anytime, Nana.” He lifted his hand and put it on top of his grandmother's hand, giving it a light squeeze. “I love you.” “Oh, and I love you too, Darling.” When she saw his teary eyes, she lifted her arms and pulled him into a hug. “What’s the matter? Why are you sad?” At
Bridge Chapter 2: The StruggleAll the way to the hospital, Frazier avoided his own reflection. He was aware that it was his own decision to shave his head so that when he went bald, it was by his own choice. That it was his own decision and not something which was forced on me. Still, it was hard for him to bring himself to look at it.The wheel only stopped rolling once they arrived in the waiting room.“We’re ready for him,” a nurse informed Marc and he began to push the wheelchair again, following closely behind the nurse in white uniform, into a spacious room with two more nurses on standby.He pushed himself up and sat on the comfortable one-seater sofa while the nurses were getting ready. They’d done the blood test and everything else, now it was the chemotherapy itself, something he’d been dreading for the last few days.Frazier rested his arm on the armrest and closed his eyes, leaning against the soft material on his back. There were different ways of receiving chemotherapy:
Bridge Chapter 1: The Beginning Frazier Shawn Alexander Ronan sat quietly as his wheelchair was being pushed towards the lobby of the King Edward VII’s Hospital in an inconspicuous street in Marylebone, London. He’d spent the whole journey from his hospital room to the first floor of the building in silence, avoiding all the stolen glances directly at him mostly by the female population at the present. He knew he looked like Ansel Elgort from The Fault in Our Stars with his dark blonde hair, and all the curious stares mainly proof of wonder as to why someone like him was in the hospital. Someone as healthy. They didn’t know — they couldn’t possibly know, how he’d laid on the surgery table, unconscious, vulnerable, and scared, merely a few days ago. They had no idea that he’d spent the next five days wanting to give up because he knew the battle was not finished-that he had far worst things ahead. Nobody knew. Not even his mother or his grandmother. Not his father nor his little broth
Dear Gentle Readers, First of all, this author would like to say a massive THANK YOU to all of you who have given this story a chance! As you know, this book is Book 2 of The Autumn Summers Series and it sorta ended in a cliffhanger. The reason being is (as this author has mentioned in his reply to one of the reviews here) because there will be 2 books for Book 3. One book would showcase what happened if Phraser did make it through and actually alive and soon reunite with Autumn (the book is already up on Good Novel and it is called “Pulling Off the Impossible”) while the other book follows the plot should Phraser did not make it, and it is called “Kiss Me First”. Why there are two books? Well, it is actually quite simple. As much as this author believes that every person has to have a happy ending, he does not believe that one person would find “The One” right off the bat. He believes that it is more realistic if a person would date a bunch of guys, and go through so much stuf
Before I met you, I was completely broken now I’m alright, feel alright when I see you, hidden behind the clouds. Autumn POV One and a half months later, I heard the chatter from the living room and let out a deep sigh. Jess and Tyler could have been more subtle. Since my breakdown over Frazier’s death, they seemed to agree that I should not be left alone. Ever since then, Tyler had moved back into the apartment, and having him around, although awkward, was still better than being alone. There was something between us that made it hard to go back to the way things were. Maybe he had been right, what had happened had changed us all. From time to time, I would sit in the living room with Jess and remember having that silly talk about Niall Horan with both her and Frazier. If I thought me being at home was hard, it was nothing compared to being on campus. The classroom reminded me of him, and every time I walked past the janitor closet or saw a Clark The Janitor walking around, I woul
I’m scared, just as much as my heart flutters because destiny keeps getting jealous of us. I’m just as scared as you. Just let me love you.Tyler POVBy the time I had gotten to her apartment, police lines were everywhere and there was at least three police cars downstairs. It was chaos. Mario and I pushed through the crowd but we only made it one step over the police line before a cop came and prompted us.“Is she okay?” I asked him as my eyes scanned the surroundings and my gaze fell onto the dried blood on the carpet a few feet away from where I stood. “Don’t tell me that’s her blood. Where is she? Is she alright?”“Hey, hey, calm down!” The cop put both hands up and from the stern look on his face, I knew I better do as he said or he would get me kicked out of here. “Tell me who you are and what your relation to the victim.”Although he sounded rea
Autumn POVI should have known that it was a big red warning when I saw two tall European guys standing in front of my door. I should have turned around and backed to where I had come from but I had not. I had not been fast enough and before I could turn the other way, they had seen me and the rest was history.After the two guys fled from the crime scene, at least five more guys wearing suits came. I thought we were being invaded until one of them called the ambulance, the other informed the cops, while the rest were securing the area. I was pressing my hands on Phraser’s stomach and applying constant pressure to reduce the bleeding when one of them knelt beside me. “What happened?”I swallowed convulsively, still having a hard time believing that Phraser had been shot and currently laying on the ground. “Two guys came. They tried to get me to come with them. Phraser came and one of them shot him.”“Ok
FRAZIER I chased her all the way to the front of my house and caught her wrist. “Autumn, stop. You don’t have to leave.” She finally stopped and turned around to face me. “Look, Fray. Today has been really fun but I seriously don’t need another episode with your mom.” “She’s not my mom.” Autumn lifted one brow and I quickly added, “Well, technically, she did give birth to me but she is not my mom. She abandoned me a decade ago and I don’t fucking care about anything that woman says.” “I’m sorry.” Her eyes softened and she twirled her hand so she could squeeze mine. “Every child deserves their parents’ attention and love. I know how you feel. My parents aren’t always like this.” Taking a deep breath, she ducked her head and licked her bottom lip. “Anyway, I think it’s best if I just go home. We can continue being James Bond tomorrow.” With my free hand, I put a lock of curly dark-brown hair behind her ear and slid my hand to her chin then tilted her head up so I could see her in th
In case you didn’t know,I’m crazy ’bout youand I would be lying if I saidthat I could live this life without you.Tyler POV“It is them, isn’t it?” I asked Mario from the sidewalk. The black jaguar had been oddly following us for the last half an hour.Mario turned around and crossed the street towards me. He shrugged one shoulder and narrowed his eyes as he kept looking at that black sedan. “No idea.” He flipped his middle finger at them, clearly as annoyed as me that we could not even have a peaceful evening. “Maybe.”I scoffed. “Are they following us now?”Mario put one arm around Faith’s shoulders and planted a kiss on her left cheek. It was a small gesture but by the look in his eyes, I knew he was incredibly worried for her. The fact that the car had been parked across from Faith’s yoga studio did nothing but a