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The Bad Boy's Lottery EIGHTEEN
NORAMy mouth dropped open in surprise. I never expected Jordan, the school's notorious bad boy, to apologize for anything - especially not for what he had done. But there it was, plain as day, his sincere apology hanging in the air between us. What should I say next? A nervous giggle escaped from my lips as I surveyed the cafeteria, my eyes darting around to avoid looking directly at Jordan. I knew I had to say something, but I wasn't sure what. Finally, I looked at him and asked, "Sorry for what?" I tried to sound casual, but my voice betrayed my nervousness. I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and fidgeted with my necklace, trying to calm my racing heart. I waited for Jordan’s response, hoping that he would provide some clue as to what he was apologizing for.“I feel you need it. So, I’m sorry.” My eyes widened as I processed Jordan’s words. He had apologized, but he hadn't explained what he was apologizing for. I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETEEN
NORA Turning to face him, I knew I should tell him to leave, but something about him kept me rooted to the spot. He made himself at home on the couch, his feet propped up on the coffee table. He looked entirely too comfortable, and it was starting to annoy me. I watched him help himself to a drink from the fridge, then turned on the TV and began channel surfing. He made himself right at home, clearly oblivious to the fact that he wasn't welcome. Meanwhile, I was seething with anger at his audacity. How dare he act like he belonged here?I stood still against the doorway, my arms crossed over my chest, as I stared daggers at Jordan. "What do you want?" I asked, my voice low and deadly serious. Jordan, however, acted as if he hadn't heard me, cheering and waving his arms in the air at every goal scored on the TV. I gritted my teeth, my anger boiling over. How dare he ignore me? I turned on my heel and marched up the stairs, casting a warning glare over my shoulder at Jordan. "Don'
The Bad Boy's Lottery TWENTY
NORAI stepped forward and placed a hand on his arm. "Rather than going alone, let me see you off.” I said, my voice soft but firm. He looked at me, his eyes searching mine. After a moment, he nodded, and we walked out the door together. The night air is cool and crisp, causing me to shiver slightly. He might have noticed because he offered me his jacket. Which I accepted gratefully, pulling it around my shoulders."You didn't get a chance to eat to your satisfaction, should we grab something?" I made mention, concern evident in my voice. He shrugged and shook his head. "I'm not hungry." he replied, his voice low. We walked on in silence, our footsteps the only sound in the night. I noticed a pebble on the ground and he gave it a kick with my boot, sending it skittering across the pavement. I looked up at him, noticing how tired he looked. I watched as he got on his bike and put on his helmet. He waved at me, and a small smile played on my lips. I waved back, unable to keep the s
The Bad Boy's Lottery TWENTY ONE
NORA I'm rushing around the house, grabbing my flip flops and trying to get out the door. I can't believe what I just heard- Lucan, my best friend, heading back into the fight that he had just escaped from. I know he's hurt, and I don't want him to get more injured. I sprint out the door, trying to catch up to him. I called out his name, but he doesn't hear me. I kept running, my heart pounding in my chest. I'm determined to stop him, to save him from doing something stupid."Don't fight with him." I pleaded, blocking his path. "It's not worth it. You could get seriously hurt." I can see the anger and frustration in his eyes, but I don't back down. "Please, just listen to me. Don't do this." I tried to keep my voice calm, even though my heart is racing. He stares at me for a moment, and then he finally relents. "Fine.” he somehow finalized, his jaw clenched. We watched as Jordan approached, and I feel my heart race. I noticed the slight bruises by his lips, and compared with Lu
The Bad Boy's Lottery TWENTY TWO
JORDAN I walked into a bar with my friends to see a woman sitting alone at the bar, an almost empty bottle of liquor in front of her. I can't help but feel a sense of dread as we approached the bartender to order a drink. I tried to focus on my drink, but I couldn’t help but glance over at the woman every few minutes. She's muttering to herself and looked like she's having a hard time staying upright. Until I realized with a sinking feeling that the woman is my stepmother, causing my fist to tighten against the glass cup in my grasp. As I'm watching my stepmother, I noticed my two friends, Nathan and Rodney, watching her as well. Their expressions are grim, and I know they're feeling the same sense of regret that I am. I had a slight bad feeling about this bar, I shouldn’t have entered. "Let's get out of here.” Palming my face embarrassingly, I motioned to my friends. "We can't just leave her here like this." Nathan and Rodney looked at each other, then back at me. Guess they wer
The Bad Boy's Lottery TWENTY THREE
JORDANGone are the days I should be living in fear of him. I got rid of every single shrill and adapted every ounce of courage. "I can't believe you're still trying to keep tabs on me, even from behind bars.” I scoffed. I heard some shuffling on the other end of the line, like someone was moving around in their cell. Then, his voice came up. "I always keep an eye on my enemies.” He said and I swear, I wasn’t the slightest bit surprised. He has never deserved the title of a ‘father.’ I hate him with my last breath and am sure it's the same thing with him."If you don't start minding your own business, you're going to end up in a worse place than that jail cell." I said, my voice shaking with anger. The response I got sent a sudden shiver down my spine."I should have gotten rid of you a long time ago." His cold voice uttered, evilly. "No surprise. Like a failure that you are, you failed." I spat out, my voice shaking with rage. I hung up the phone and threw it against the wall, wa
The Bad Boy's Lottery TWENTY FOUR
NORAThe amount of guilt I felt after taking Lucan in was incomparable. The fact I had to let him out through my window also didn’t fail to fill me with regret, while the amount of injury it impacted on him made me want to yank unto my hair and pull each and every strand of it out. What kept coming into my head and ringing lousy in my mind was how I could have saved him the suffering if I had not let him in. During the time Natalie and I had to assist him to his classroom, it incurred lots of rumors and preying eyes, and of course, I pretended not to care and just continued giving him the support. If anything, I know Jordan derived so much joy in the incident that when I saw his lips titled up in a mocking smirk, I knew I wasn’t wrong. I also shouldn’t have pushed him away that way but he was wrong to count an offense on Lucan, whom if I was asked, he’s the most cleanest and righteous person I know so of course, I’ve got to defend him. He’s been there for him so it would be silly o
The Bad Boy's Lottery TWENTY FIVE
NORAAs Jordan started the bike, I could feel my heart racing. I carefully put on the helmet, my hands trembling slightly as I fumbled with the straps. Finally, I got it in place and held on to the tip of his shirt, clinging for dear life as we zoomed out of the school. The wind whipped through my hair, and I could feel my pulse quicken with every bump in the road. I had never felt so alive, and yet so scared, all at the same time."Hold on tight!" I heard him shout over the roar of the bike's engine. But my fear had already taken hold, and I found myself frozen in place. He accelerated, and I bounced against his back, clutching his shirt with all my might. I could feel the bike swerving and accelerating, and I shut my eyes tight, not daring to look ahead. All I could do was hold on and pray that we would make it to our destination in one piece.As the bike glided along the smooth road, I found myself starting to relax, almost enjoying the sensation of the wind rushing past me. But
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The Bad Boy's Lottery EPILOGUE
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
The Bad Boy's Lottery HUNDRED AND TWENTY
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
