FLAMESFUCK LUCE.FUCK CARL.AND FUCK MOLLY AND ISSA.I wanted her to be fucking free, to be normal, to be happy but in a club full of delinquents and hungry men that was the last place a stunning blonde like her out to have been.My head spiraled as I mulled over that incredibly short dress she’d worn. Reaching mid-thigh, all leather and all black, add in the smoky stuff smudged against her eyelids and she was the most stunning woman in the room.Lucy had warned me to back off. The urge to fucking strangle my sister had never been this close.All this…inviting her to that party, becoming friends with Mia in the first place was some kind of torture targeted at me. For not being the brother she wanted and damn her because it fucking worked.I whipped my phone from my pocket, one glass still gripping the glass that had been my companion for the night.Downloading the forbid app that ate people’s minds away, I groaned looking at the red abomination they called Instagram. The last fucking
MIAI HAVE A COUSIN, BORN BLIND, IT DIDN’T STOP HER FROM RUNNING TRACK.You can be anything you want, Mia and no one can convince you otherwise.Ethan Lochan had been great company for the night. After Tonia had assaulted me with a few mean words that diminished the brave front I had put up, the last thing I expected was to land in the men’s washroom and find a good guy like Ethan to show me the way out.And I don’t know it was nice having someone to talk to albeit a stranger about my condition.While my friends-Lucy’s friends didn’t ask much about me being blind to which I was grateful, the stinging feel of losing my eyesight still lurked in my heart, throbbing every time I heard someone speak and I couldn’t make out which face was which or who was who and with Ethan...I guess it was easy to talk to a stranger who understood my condition rather than told the people close to me.And the night with Ethan had been remarkable, the best night I’d had since I received ‘the whole I don’t t
FLAMES‘WHAT DO YOU SEE CARL?’I puffed out smoke from my mouth. It had been a while since I smoked this shit but circumstances called for it, I guess.Jostled by the question, putting down the newspaper next to the mahogany tray between us, his eyes looked dead ahead like mine had since the punk arrived in my fucking mansion.“Why, Sir, I don’t know. She looks happier than she did days ago”Right.“And why is that?”“I suppose it has to do with whatever she’s doing right now”, Carl uttered with balmy enthusiasm.I didn’t say shit as I held my cigarette between my fingers, taking in the smoke with the hope it would block the sight in front of me.Mia’s neon backless, tiny bikini was the only good thing happening today. She had braided her hair into two pig tails and that sight was worth a thousand words.Innocent, cute, the only color in my black and white morning.Her smile couldn’t have gotten wider as she butterflied her way in my pool from one end to another, laughing, chucking, g
MIAI SUCKED IN A BREATH, ELECTRIC CURRENT COURSING UNDER MY SKIN as Ethan placed his hands on my belly helping me ward through the water like a graceful swan even though I felt like a pig wiggling in mud.I didn’t think I would like dancing or cooking or painting but with being free I wanted a splash of all of them.I never had to make a choice in my life. Never had the freedom to do anything I liked and this was my chance to do so.And in a week of training with a dancing instructor who might have been the sweetest man I knew, I was blowing it because of the silly heart that wept for someone who wasn’t mine.“It’s a hard technique. No one can get it in a week”, Ethan’s smooth voice hit my shoulder and I could tell he meant well but I wasn’t even trying to master said technique.“I know”“You don’t have to beat yourself around about it”“I know!”I shouted; Ethan let go of me as my feet floated inside the pool all awkwardly.“Okay, what’s really going on? You have been acting weird a
FLAMESI JUTTED OUT MY CHIN AT Blaze telling him to do whatever the fuck he wanted to the punk kneeling on the tarmac who was scared as shit with his hands tied to the back.I knew I didn’t like Ethan fucking Townsend when I saw him at that party, a couple of tweaks here and there and surprise surprise, he was Booger Eddie’s best friend.Getting that voicemail was as easy as piecing a gun back together, tracing him back to my house at ten fucking pm however was something I hadn’t anticipated.Calling Carl was helpless, calling the house too was useless, so imagine my surprise when I pulled up the camera feeds of my house watching Mia-through night vision lens-sneaking her little ass past the kitchen and tiptoeing across the garden where Townsend was waiting for her.I was with Blaze at the moment, having a couple of drinks. With a five-minute head start, a few shortcuts and we were able to cut the bastard off the road before he even did some stupid shit with Mia.I opened the driver’s
MIA‘I’M SORRY’And sorry for what exactly? Everything that happened to him as a kid?Or for not knowing what right answer to give him?Revenge was never the solution. Sleeping with Tonia, using her before he did whatever the fuck his revenge entailed wasn’t the best course of action.But was I really in the position to say that? Did I not feel like I wanted to avenge my father’s death after learning the truth?Did I not feel the need to take revenge on Andro for Elise’s death for years?“Don’t do that. I don’t need pity because pity is for good people who go through shit when they’ve done nothing wrong”, he spoke hard, I could hear his nails dig into the steering wheel, listening to that noise leather made when someone was scratching it.“I’m not good people”“I don’t know what to say then”“Don’t say anything then”After everything we had been through tonight, hardly saying anything would make me go insane.Ethan was a douche bag and I knew Blaze was the sort that would kill a man,
FLAMES‘PASS ME THE SALT’, she stretched out her hand in my direction and instead I handed her the melted butter in a bottle.At this fucking rate, we might as well have been eating salt and less meat.If she seasoned the damn patties with more salt, I would lose it like I did with Carl. The butter behind me sizzled and I turned around placing each bacon strip in the pan before adding the vodka sauce that had more vodka and less fucking sauce.She would love it.“You are obsessed with control, aren’t you?”She asked behind me, I didn’t have to turn around to know she’d figured out I gave her butter and not salt.“When it comes to your health? Yes, I am, Tonelli”Yes, I fucking was.“They need more salt”“it’s done, no more seasoning”, I grunted flipping the strips with the pair of tongs in my hand.Her perfume, the smell of bacon and fruits lingering in the air, now this was what breakfast should have looked like.Better yet I would have paid for anything just to wake up next to her.
FLAMES“CHECK UP ON HER, YOU WANNA DO SLEEPOVERS OR SOME SHIT, DO IT. INVITE MOLLY AND ISSA IF YOU WANT TO”“Okay I’ll leave right now, Ale I heard about Tonia. I don’t like her with everything she’s done to me and Dee but I didn’t wish her dead- ““I know. Get to Mia I might be gone for a while”“How gone are we talking about Ale? What are you planning to do?”“I’ll call you later Luce”I hung up, it didn’t take seconds before a fisted hand sprung from my right.I evaded the punch.My assaulter tumbled messily in front of me before his wife leapt from behind holding him by the arm to avoid his inevitable fall.“You did this”Howard regained his composure, two buttons of his plaid sweater vest popping and clanging to the white floor.“Let’s all take a breath, Howard. I understand where you are coming from- “Howard cut my father’s words short cackling bitterly.“You understand where I am coming from Albert? Do you really? You and your fucking son caused all this and best believe this