"Where do you think you're going?" Josh's voice stopped them by the threshold as they were going out.Marlon turned around to look at his dad, "I'm taking Hazel home ... she has a date," he raised a brow."Oh ... well, you're still grounded young man, but I'll take you Hazel ... I think I'd like to thank your mom while we're at it," Josh took the car keys from his son's hand.Marlon tucked his hands in his pocket and pouted, he seemed nervous."Really?" Hazel chuckled nervously, it was a delightful surprise. "I ... I have to text my mom first, she'd be thrilled to see you ... we don't want her to faint or anything like that," she laughed as she took out her phone.Marlon cleared his throat and looked away, he wasn't comfortable with the whole thing."Oh, please do text her, we don't want to frighten her," Josh commented lightly. "Okay, you stay home and study," he pointed a finger at Marlon.He nodded lightly, reluctantly, "Fine ... see you later Hazel.""Bye baby," she said playfully
His warm breath was on the back of her ear. His soft kisses were on her shoulder. His skin rubbed against hers. She had never been this close to anyone in her life, and it felt natural to be that intimate with him.She let him undress her down to her underwear. He took off his shirt and they laid down on his bed tangled in a kiss. Her legs were around him, his palms firmly pulling her against him.She could feel him getting hard under his blue jeans, their breaths increasingly heavier. She pulled away and saw his eyes were hazy from wanting it to go on.She caressed his stomach up to his chest, feeling his firmness as he sighed. He pulled down her strap with his teeth and engulfed her breast in his mouth. She perked up in a soft moan. She wanted more.In the months they've been together, they've explored each other's bodies in so many ways. He wasn't a stranger anymore, he wasn't a friend anymore, he was a guy who knows her body and who could make her body feels the way no one had eve
"Five thousand words on Colonialism, five thousand words on Marxism, and five thousand words on your views on family dynamics and its impact in our modern society ... due by the end of this month, including the book review, you need to pick one classic, read it and write a one-page review or you can do more than one page," Hazel listed down Marlon's tasks for the month.He groaned, "Jeez ... as if one page is not hard enough." He was on his back on the sofa with his head hanging on the edge of the seat. He's been staring at the ceiling for some time while Hazel compiled the materials he needed to work on."One page is easy, with the right book you won't be able to stop ranting about it for pages and pages ... here ... the list of books you can choose from," she handed him a piece of paper with a dozen titles of recommended books for the review.Marlon glanced at it, took the paper, and shoved it in his jeans pocket. He didn't seem to have a care in the world. "Can you give me a link w
Josh couldn't remember the last time he watched his wife sleeping and felt ... happy. She used to be a joy to be with. Funny, full of life, flirtatious as hell, and he always looked forward to coming home to her.Now, coming home to her was the thing he dreaded the most. It's been like that for as long as he can remember. Belinda would lay on the sofa, or the bed, or the floor, half-conscious or completely unconscious, sometimes with vomit all over. And when she finally opened her eyes, she would pick a fight.He told himself it was the alcohol. It wasn't her. He married a wonderful person who was loving and crazy about him as he was crazy about her too. But she couldn't tame her demon, she couldn't stop herself from opening a bottle and taking that first sip that led to the next until the bottle was empty and by that time, her hands were on default to reach for another bottle and it went on like that until her mind was numbed.The life she had before he met her wasn't easy. Though it
When they rushed out of the study, they realized the commotion was coming from the living room. They heard the yelling and knew instantly whose voice it was. They slowed down as they approach the scene of the fight, Hazel fell back a few steps and let Marlon lead the way.She stood behind Marlon as they watched his parents scream at each other and when Josh grabbed Belinda, Hazel held her breath."Let go of me you asshole!" Belinda jerked away when she realized they had spectators. "I'm calling my lawyer, you can't make me go to rehab without my consent!""Your lawyer is my lawyer sweetheart ... Denton had taken care of all the legal procedures and you are signed up at Dr. Seymour's clinic starting next week, make this easy for everyone will you?" Josh's voice remained calm."Fucking liar!" Belinda shouted and landed a slap on her husband's face. "You can't do this to me!" she continued hitting his chest and his face with her tiny fist.Josh staggered back and shield himself with his
When she watched him drive away from her house, there was a nagging feeling in her heart. He still wouldn't open up to her, not in so many words anyway.The last time something happened in his house, he showed up with cuts and bruises in the school parking lot. Will he be okay this time?She tried not to think about it too much. She promised herself to focus on Lee these next few days they have before he leaves. But when she didn't hear from Marlon in a few hours, she tried to call him just before she left with Lee. Marlon's phone was turned off, and it was impossible for her to think about anything else.She didn't even notice that Lee had been watching her for the past hour they were together. Her mind was somewhere else. She barely touched her food, she wasn't even listening to what Lee was saying all through the car ride to the restaurant."Is there somewhere else you need to be?" Lee finally asked.She looked up in surprise, she shook her head, "I'm sorry ... no, of course not ..
Eli was still the one person he goes to, the one he talks to about everything. So he drove five hours to Goldstone to visit him in the lavish cemetery where they buried celebrities families, billionaires, politicians, and anyone who can afford a space that's worth more than most people can buy a new home.Instead of a real talking person, Marlon was getting used to talking to a grey tombstone erected above the ground where his brother's body lay to rest under the well-trimmed green grass.He laid on his back next to Eli's grave. He lit his joint and blew the first smoke up in the air as he looked at the bright blue sky above him."I don't know how long I can put up with their bullshit anymore ... it's getting worse," he said. "They made it all about you now ... they always hated each other, and now they hate me too ..." he let out a sigh. "Hazel was there ... she was shocked ... to say the least ... I wish she didn't have to see that."Marlon was quiet for a moment. He was picturing H
It was hard to open his eyelids with the sun shining right on his face. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was. Then it came back to him. He turned to look at Mandy still fast asleep by his side. They were tangled in sheets and blankets.He pulled up the duvet and saw he wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Shit," he thought to himself. He sat up and found another naked girl laying on the bed with them. "Fuck," he muttered in a whisper.They were drinking heavily last night and they were using all other stuff too. He was shitfaced, and the girls were too, he now vaguely remembered how Mandy persuaded them into a threesome and it felt like a really good idea at the time. He brushed his face with both hands. He'd promised himself not to do this again, well, he failed.He got up slowly trying not to disturb the girls. He picked up his clothes from the floor and put them on. His phone was still in the pocket of his jeans, it was still turned off. He found his car keys on the c
Okay ... let me wrap this up for you ... I decided to finish high school at Pinehurst Valley because ... well ... because I wanted to be close to Hazel for another year at least. I've never had a friend like her before and ever since Eli ... she's the one thing that made my life seem livable again. We spent the rest of the summer in Goldstone with my dad's charity program. We worked with under privilege children in the nook and cranny of the city. We volunteered at the nursing home. Hazel loved that one because I had to perform every week for the elderlies, they loved my singing, apparently, they think I was adorable and reminded them of their grandsons. Made me feel less special knowing there are at least 7 kids that looked like me. The whole program went well. She got extra points for her portfolio. So did I. Though it didn't matter to me because I know I'm not going to Uni after this. I'm concentrating on my new channel which Hazel had agreed to help with. She loved that to
She finally came out of her bedroom looking fresh out of the shower. Her mom felt a heavy burden just lifted off her shoulder. Hazel was feeling better. There was still deep sadness on her face but she forced a smile and said 'Hi' and gave her a long hug. The day was getting dark and Claire's relief was short-lived because Hazel was on her way outside to meet the boy in a designer hoodie in his white Lamborghini who looked like he hadn't had a good sleep in days."He's been waiting for an hour," Claire said.She had turned on the light on their porch so the two of them can have a good talk on their new balcony swing. Claire poured a generous amount of red wine into her mug and peeked outside their window and saw the two kids embracing each other warmly."Hey, baby ... how are you doing?" he said and kissed the top of her head.She shook her head and started to cry in his chest."Oh ... I'm so sorry ...""No ... I'm sorry ..." she said and held her tears back. "I'm sorry I missed your
Claire was leaning against the door frame of their entrance with her arms folded in front of her. He waved at Theo as he climbed into his car with all his stuff in the backseat. The boy had been crying, she could clearly see it on his face. She could still remember what it was like to be young and in love and heartbroken. It was the best of times and it was the worst of times. Theo had told her everything. She appreciated his honesty though she was disappointed at the same time. But he was devastated, Claire knew that people sometimes underestimated how deep the emotional scar is for boys. Some men couldn't really recover from the hurt they feel in their younger years. It only goes to show how Theo really felt about Hazel. She wanted to understand the situation though she can see how much it had hurt her daughter too. She let out a sigh as his car drove further away from their house. Theo was going back to Gastonbury after many attempts to apologize to Hazel. She had closed her doo
The party was held at The Silver Tongue, the most exclusive club in Goldstone. As the son of an A-list celebrity, he spared no expense and went all out for the celebration. He booked the whole third floor for the event and invited everyone he knew in the city. Including Mandy and Dennis. As soon as Marlon and his entourage arrived, the party began in full swing. The music was loud and thumping, and the dance floor was packed with guests showing off their best moves. Marlon was the center of attention, surrounded by his friends, who were all dressed in the latest designer clothes and jewelry. The bar was fully stocked with top-shelf liquor, and bartenders were serving up creative cocktails in elaborate glassware. The party-goers were drinking and toasting Marlon's big day, and everyone seemed to be in high spirits. He wasn't in a particularly good mood that day, a big part of it was because he hadn't heard from Hazel since she went back to Chestnut. As if she had disappeared from t
Theo sat on his bed, his head buried in his hands. He couldn't believe the mess he had gotten himself into. He loved Hazel with all his heart, but he had lied to her. He couldn't even remember how it had all started. He left his girlfriend in Gastonbury because he knew he wanted to spend the summer with the girl that got away. The moment he saw her at the dance, he was instantly back to where he left off and his girlfriend just disappeared in the background. Grace ... her name ... his girlfriend. It was never serious with Grace. It was never serious with any of the girls he had been with after Peyton. Subconsciously, he was trying to move on from losing Hazel because he was too much of a coward to fight for her in the first place. He knew it would have to be Hazel. He had taken their relationship for granted for years, but they were just kids. One year apart from her had only made his feelings stronger and he had ruined it for the both of them when he couldn't stop himself from fa
It was a nagging feeling. That's what she had. It was bothering her and she couldn't ignore it any longer. Sure ... she needed to get her stuff to better prepare herself for the summer program. But Theo will only stay for so long and she needed to be with him, at least to explain in person how her summer is going to be.She wanted to stay in Goldstone, it was her initial plan before Theo came along. The nagging feeling told her to go back to Chestnut to see if their new relationship was going to last beyond that summer.She didn't tell him she was coming back, she wanted it to be a surprise. The minute she arrived, she went straight to Theo's house.He was surprised or more like shocked to see her. The look on his face was not what she expected. His eyes bulged wide, his face was drained of colors, and his mouth gaped open."Micky?" his voice was almost inaudible.She laughed, "Yeah ... who do you think it is? I wanted to ask you if you're surprised ... but it's pretty obvious," she r
He had planned to ask Hazel at the end of her stay in Goldstone, but he found himself asking her on the first day she arrived. The thought had been haunting him for weeks since he left Chestnut for his family therapy. The only thing stopping him from executing his original plan was his unexpected friendship with Hazel. He would consider anything not to lose what he had with her. Having her around made him feel excited and energized to do whatever it is he was planning to do. Being with her made it easier for him to forget how fucked up his family situation was. Every day spent with her was joyful. Even Dr. Seymour told him that he made huge progress since the last time he was in therapy. Marlon knew it had a lot to do with Hazel. He introduced her to his YouTube team and let her hang out when they were working on their next project. He wanted her to be interested. He wanted her to want to be involved. He wanted her to change her mind though neither of them had made any decision, Ma
She remembered the first time she arrived in the city of Neon Lights. This time she arrived in style, in a white Lambo with one of the most eligible bachelors in town. He was high, she was laughing, and the music was loud but Goldstone was louder. Hazel had underestimated how famous Marlon really was. It's different in Chestnut where she was used to him being her 'buddy', her celebrity friend from the Big City but Marlon never felt too big for her. In Goldstone, he's a Rock Star. People recognized his car. There were literally fans asking for autographs and pictures with him. She could hear people calling his name while they walk on the sidewalk. Eating out in fast food restaurants was not an option, they would have to go to Hotels or fine dining or have food delivered to his penthouse. "You should try going out in public with my dad," he said and put on his sunglasses at 8 PM. "Worse?" she assumed. He shook his head a little, "You can't," he tilted his brow. "He has bodyguards
Marlon took a drag of his cigarette while leaning on his car. He glanced at the pair after a while and muttered, "For fuck's sake." It's been 15 minutes since they said they were saying goodbye to each other and every time he looked over his shoulder they were kissing passionately on Hazel's porch. They finally stopped when Hazel's mom stepped out of the house. They hugged and her mom said something about not drinking, don't do anything illegal, and calling her once they get there. Things his parents never said to him. He dropped his cigarette on the ground and put it out with his Givenchy sneakers. "Drive safely, young man," Claire said to him when walking Hazel toward his car. "I mean it ... it's a fancy car, and I know what it can do ... but not while you're driving my baby," she tapped on his Lambo. "Yes ma'am," he gave her a two-finger salute. "How about we video call you all the way to Goldstone so you can see how slow I drive?" he teased her. "That's not a bad idea, actua