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The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY FIVE
JORDAN It was crazy how I was yet to flare up. Cassidy insisted she wasn’t going nowhere until she has had her bath and my two friends? They were fed up too because instead of boring holes at me, they laughed at my expense. Especially since I have to cook her breakfast and theirs alongside. I was never this soft— courtesy of the effect Nora planted on me before everything went downhill and changed for the worst. I phoned her several times since my arrival here and like I expected, she picked none of my calls and I was forced to stop once my thumb gave up on me. I was thinking she was willing to let us get back together when she messaged me yesterday but from the look of thing, she only did that to alert me of Jasper. If truly she broke us, that should mean she no longer has any feeling towards me so I don’t understand why she must be concerned Jasper could kill me. I have always been at alert: accepted, I had rather be killed by an outsider than by Jasper. Something smells fish
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY SIX
NORAIf there was one word to define Jordan Hill, it’s persistence.He phoned me tirelessly and it was until a point he then stopped. I was relieved. Saddened at the same time. I pushed him away yet I long for him. He has been my ‘all’ and now that I lost him, I’m living in losses. I wanted to betray my words and pick up the phone. I wanted to run back to his arms and tell him I broke us in stupor.Additionally, with him, I can never be in my right mind. He prompts be uptight yet surge me into comfort at the same time. I wasn’t about to get over him. Not anytime soon, that too is certain. “When you’re done burning the kitchen, tell me so I can call the emergency units.” Liam grabbed his car keys off the counter. “If you want us intact, that is.”I nodded. “I will look into it.” I recoiled, getting back in my head.It was no surprise I still have my humor intact. I turned off the gas and wipe at my sweat with the sleeve of my shirt. I was going to try and get over Jordan without
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY SEVEN
NORA“Now, where to?” I opened the car’s door and made a slid into the passenger’s seat. “And just so you know, I am not here to make words with you.” “We shall see to that.” I wanted to so badly wipe at the smirk crafted on his face. I’m doing more an talking less, he’s not going to ruin my decision and have me get back together with him. I watched as he pressed down on the gas . He revved the car, and I hurriedly wore my seatbelt, knowing what was coming. The car shot forward, tires squealing as they gripped the pavement and in an instant, he gunned the car down the street. Where he had got the car from, I don’t know. It wasn’t that sparkling new, yet not an old one. Like I promised myself, I didn’t engage in any conversation with him even though he kept striking one, then finally gave up when he saw I wasn’t about to leave the ground I was maintaining. I looked through the window, anything to avoid eye contact. Just one look at him in the eye, would send me down on my knees f
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY EIGHT
NORAHe suddenly halted the car to a stop and I became confused. Until he lowered my seat and I found myself dropping my vanilla milkshake to the cup holder console and patting my thighs. Slightly. He took the unsaid invitation seriously, sliding his fingers between my legs, so close to that low point where I throbbed for him, and I sucked in a gasping breath. Those fingers… they never disappoint. It feels so good and— wild.I kept my eyes closed, excitement joining the pleasure coursing through my skin. I sank my teeth into my lower lip when his fingers teased the frayed hem of my denim shorts, and then I swear I felt his fingers barely brush against the front of my very plain panties. I was expecting more. I wanted it more intense but he suddenly snatched his hand away and regained his seat. I embarrassingly snapped my eyes open and straightened up my seat, blowing on to my sweaty clamped palms. He just teased me. He gave me a taste only to fire up the engine and continue the
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY NINE
NORALast night was awesome. If I am to tell the truth. He pleased me. I wished I never left only to bolt off and hightailed it out of his place the moment we finished.I am never throwing all caution in the air. After the night at his place yesterday, I almost regretted it yet desired a long lasting time on his bed.“You’re taking too long. Just put on a robe when you’re finished with your shower. You don’t want any dry patches on your skin. See, If you like, I can come into the bathroom when you’re ready and help you lotion your back.” Natalie suggested. I crinkled my nose. That’s the last thing I want. “Hell no.” “Come on.” She chastised. My laughter filled the room, a high-pitched sound that cracked up and straight from my throat like a boiling pot of water. I could barely contain her straightforwardness, and I dashed to the bathroom before Natalie could speak anymore or get into the bathroom with me. No way was I getting naked in front of her. I shut the bathroom door beh
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED
LUCANAnytime she’s not scrolling through endless pictures of Jordan, she’s either texting him. There was never a day that goes that I manage to earn her full attention. She’s either always distracted, or drooling over the same guy that can’t be hers.It hurts like crasy but I have been warned. This has some similarity with a plane. Before the pain crashes, warning signals are sent to the passengers before the plane comes tumbling down. It it the same thing with me, no difference. Cassidy informed me before we started dating that she doesn’t love me and she’s going to try, all the same reminding me she would forever have eyes on Jordan. Now should I be complaining? After been informed. I just wish she puts in some effort. I’m starting to feel like some shitty boyfriend. I saw the sign but still took the lane anyway. I thought she was going to work on this. On us. It’s been weeks, after all. Yet I see no changes nor upcoming ones. I never complain, I try to distract her but ne
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND ONE
JORDAN“You think I haven’t tried?” I sounded like a damn broken record. “She isn’t listening.” At this point, I’m lost. And I am not even trying to hide it. “Then you leave her the hell alone. I don’t even know where your head is at this days.” Nathan drawled, a hint of suspicion leaked into his voice. “We have an appointment with Meyer and you shouldn’t even think of slipping out.” I headed out of the living room and almost crashed into Rodney. “You’re messed up.” His eyes darted left and right my face.“Just shut the hell up, Rode.” My voice was flat. Cold.They are making it hard for me to hide my feelings. All sorts of my emotions, they wasn’t hard for them to read. I wasn’t aware of how much I had let my guard down with them. Probably because I am exhausted to the brim, heavy weighted emotions shouldered for me alone and helplessly, I let my shoulder sag. I let some of my hurt down. It was getting too gruesome to bear.“You’re pained Jordan. If you’re going to keep on sulk
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND TWO
JORDANI put on everything- from the gloves, the protective gear, the shoes. If not that it has become a routine, I would have forgotten what I was doing. Or how the hell to put the damn shoes on. It was all so heavy, that I wished I could kick it off, but I knew I needed it to protect myself. Never going to the ring barefooted!I took one last look in the mirror, my face a mask of worry. I wonder how I haven’t lost some weight, I think too much for my good. ‘I am ready for this.’ I began to assure myself.I walked out of the locker room, through the back door, and into the arena. The crowd was going wild, screaming and cheering as they saw me enter. I tried to block it all out, and focus on the fight ahead. And carefully, even with the bouncers guilding me past them, I made sure none of them touched me.My opponent was already in the ring, his eyes locked on me. Then I remember I don’t even know his name.I was beginning to think he was some newbie until his name was announced.
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Third Person’s Pov{Seven Years Later}“Do you know who my mother is?” Sky blue-eyed golden curls, Caily leapt on her feet, screeching.“No, you! Do you know who my father is?!” Aged five deep brown-eyed Nico with a mass of tousled dark curls boomed across the field, running unscathed to shelter the door. “Do you know who my daughter is?” Spencer challenged the two kids, stepping out of his car to squint his eyes at them, taking their sights in. Their resemblance was what alarmed him first. Nora had informed him at the jail five years ago she gave birth to a baby boy and four years ago too, that she’s already pregnant with a baby girl just a month after giving birth. It was risky but he remembered giving her his blessings. These can’t be his daughters bearing. They look too handsome and pretty for a child— the girl taking after her mother and the eldest, the boy taking after the father. “Who’s your daughter here, sir?” Caily’s pouty face turned serious. “We happen to know our pa
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NORA {College, Three Years Later} Stony Brook University. Just the asignsment alone drives me crazy. I don’t have a choice. I became pretty much popular after my father’s scandal three years ago and luckily, people didn’t treat me bad because of that. Instead, they placed burdens on my shoulders. No events comes without me been among its planners, and you don’t speak of the teachers’ favorite without including me. I never thought I was going to experience such privilege in my life, even though it was so exhausting. Somehow, I have managed through three of my years here, left with just one year and I will be free. The fact that mostly half of the school would miss me not enough to encourage me to fail my last exam, and lag behind just to continue staying with them. “How are you able to read and write in such a noisy atmosphere as this?” When my roommate, Alice, came in, that was the first thing she asked me. “The fear of failure kept me going. Then again…” I hit my pe
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND NINETEEN
JORDANAfter the night spent with Nora two days ago, I told her we should schedule our next meeting for when I have spoken with my mother. I want to introduce them to each other. I want my mother to see the girl that captured my heart. My mother and her boyfriend are somewhere around New York, and ever since she told me of their address, I never had the chance to visit them. Until now. The taste of calling him my mother’s boyfriend remained bitter on my lips. They better get married, being her husband would make far more better meaning. “You didn’t tell me beforehand you’re coming.” Was the first thing my mother said when she saw me at her doorstep. It’s a rented apartment meanwhile she gave me an owned bigger one, bought in my name. Where would I have been by now? At my friends’. Embarrassing. “You want me to go back?” I carefully asked before stepping insude. She shook her head and let me in. She walked me around the house and the only impressive thing about it was the big
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND EIGHTEEN
NORA‘He’s leaving the country.’ Early in the next morning after I barely managed to sleep, the text woke me up. I don’t step out of the house without taking my bath but it was so tempting to do it for the first time. What stopped me was the bad smell drifting from me that would discourage Jordan even if he eventually decide to take me back. I took my bath but it was snappy, the shortest I have ever spent inside the bathroom. I didn’t get to make choices from my closet. I opted for the first one my hand reached. I knew first impression was everything but this wasn’t the first time Jordan would see me and then, I still remember him telling me how beautiful I look even without trying. “Where to?” It caught me by surprise that Liam was at home then it dawned on me it's Saturday. I wanted to turn around and just go back to my room but it's more scary not trying.“Jordan’s.” I responded. I waited for him to stop me from moving or even go as far as locking the door. I won't put it p
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN
NORAA Month LaterI haven’t even applied to any college. It’s been a month of me constantly locking myself in my room, each time I go out only happening because I need to take my meals. My life has been upside down. A month of heavy changes in our family— my father no longer being the prime minister, my mother still forming enmity with us and her children. And above all, Jordan still not wanting to see me. Or should I say I don’t even know his whereabouts? Theodore kept checking up on me, not understanding I don’t want him here, not anywhere close to me. I don’t want to see anybody. I have tried chasing him off but he won’t leave. I know it’s Liam’s handiwork, thinking Theodore can get me to leave the walls of my room. He's a good guy though. He's not considering my behavior though I am trying to change towards him. If I don't want to remain a loner.Over the month, I went to the jail to check on my father and unlike what I expected of him, he didn’t chase me away. I told him o
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN
LUCAN“No, you’re staying here with us.”I’m instantly on edge, tensed beneath my parents probing gaze. My decision to corner them before leaving for work, failing woefully. “I have nothing doing here.” I again try to persuade. “No, you have school here. Your resumption is barely two weeks away.” My father interjected this time, again turning the dice on me. Cassidy’s burial was just yesterday, and I am already fed up staying at New York. Everything reminds me of her, her memories too disturbing for me to live with.I don’t even get myself. If I ever want to, I need to vacate to another country. The problem now been my unyielding parents. If I ever want anything from them, what I know so far was how I have to work my way for it, by persuading then like there's no tomorrow.“You are capable of transferring schools for me. I’m tired of NY, I just want to change location. Nothing else, I promise.” I’m being wise. Staying here, I won’t even be able to mind my studies, everywhere I g
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN
Third Person’s Pov{Feelings At The Burial}Mere looking at the casket being lowered to the ground almost had Jordan tearing up. The fact that ought to be him and not Cassidy, has his brain on a pause, discarding every other thoughts. If only he was in the right sense to chase after Jasper that day. With his own very hands, they would have killed him away, accepting to live the rest of his lives in jail. Then he saw his mother. The person who has been long murdered by the two devilish husband and wife. He wanted to go to her, to check if he was seeing the reality but the dead body in his arms was much more worthy than running after the woman who abandoned him. If she wasn’t dead, she should have came for him but that was a now. She left him with her heartless ex husband to witness nemesis. And when he saw Nora at the Ford’s, the fear of rejection once again appeared before his face. He’s still dealing with a loss, having her come to tell him they can’t work would be another bruis
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND FOURTEEN
A Week LaterNORAThere’s going to be a burial, for Cassidy. The burial is going to take place at the Green-Wood Cemetery, Brooklyn.Together with Natalie, we are going to be visiting her family first to offer our condolences before we all head to the Cemetery. The school announced her death about five days ago through the school news portal, since the school has been on break. A few were saddened, most were gladdened receiving their freedom. I almost felt like punching holes in their faces whenever one or two of their disheartening comments popped up but I’d just injure myself by punching my phone. It would have been better face-to-face. How can people be so cruel? A little sympathy even if they don’t mean it most definitely won’t hurt a fly.The Ford’s family are rich, even if it looks average. The security guard must be having a tough time opening and shutting the door, for the numerous visitors. “They’re inside.” He directed us and I gave him a nod. A little more and I’d for
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN
NORAYou want to know that one time I feel like jumping over a cliff? The moment I ran to the scene, and got there only when the deed was done. Fate didn’t even give me the chance to be in her stead. You think I wouldn’t in a blink? I would. What use was life to me before? Nothing. The guy I want, I can never get. I got him, I must not stay. Now what? If anybody doesn’t, I’m going to make sure Jasper regrets the ruin he caused. I’m angry, I feel annoyed, I want to drag my nails over my face. Cassidy fucking died! She was murdered. I saw her being rushed into the ambulance in cold blood and my body lost all blood. How can a father be so insane to go as far as killing his own son? If not to get out of prison, then I wonder what his motive was. And my father? I don’t know how else to say he’s in trouble.To be frank, Jordan didn’t even want to speak with me. I remembered running towards him, where he was on the floor wailing, and it was unexpected when he totally ignored me befo
