SebastianI hand her the essay, and she checks it, her brow furrowing slightly. Her paper had a few fixes, but it wasn't too bad."It just needs some work," I say, shrugging, my voice tinged with mild disappointment.She turns to Kol, maybe to talk about the essay, but then stops, her gaze freezing on him for a moment. She slowly goes back to her laptop, her fingers tapping the keys with a hint of nervousness.Her face gets serious, her lips pressing into a thin line.What happened between her and Kol? Why aren't they talking? Why does she seem so sad?"I'll do better," She starts typing on her computer, her voice tinged with determination, her eyes focused intently on the screen.I look at Justin and Kol, and they both shrug, their expressions unreadable.She was okay when we talked on the stairs. What happened so fast?Part of me wants to ask her, but we're not that close and we never will be. Besides, she hates me and I can't change her mind.Especially when I don't even know why s
ViaI didn't know what to say. I needed to finish my community service hours, but I ain't artistic and ain't got no talent for it."I don't know I-" She interrupts me again, tapping her foot impatiently."Before you say no, you'll get a record of your completed community service hours after helping organize school events," she says urgently, wringing her hands, her foot tapping impatiently.I couldn't refuse. Not when I could really help her out. "Okay, I'll do it," I agree, and she nods, relief flooding her expression."Great, then I'll talk to your cheer coach about the plans, and we'll go from there," she adds, and I nod in agreement, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders."Now go to lunch. You don't want to be late or miss out on eating," she advises, smiling warmly as she takes out her lunch box, her relief evident."Thanks again, Ms. See you Friday," I say as I leave her class, offering her a grateful smile.I put on my AirPods and start walking down the hall, checking my phone
ViaWe sit down just in time; the bell rings a few minutes after we're fully seated.Mr. Montgomery and Justin both stroll in at the same time, looking very serious.Justin sits next to me and stays completely silent."Good afternoon, class. Today's gonna be an easy day. We'll be reviewing everything from our last lesson," Mr. Montgomery says with a tired smile, grabbing a stack of papers from his desk. As he's about to hand them out, Kol gets up."I'll help you with that, Mr. Montgomery," Kol says eagerly as he walks over."That's not necessary, Mr. Cooper. You can sit back down," Mr. Montgomery replies, raising an eyebrow."Actually, I'm your TA, so it's my job to help you," Kol fake laughs, shrugging."Oh, I didn't know that," Mr. Montgomery responds, handing Kol the stack of papers. "Just give everyone a packet. That's all," he adds, looking a bit surprised.Kol nods and starts passing out the review packets, glancing at each student."The test for this lesson will be this Friday.
NathanielI've had a fucking rough week, seriously. My head feels like it's about to explode. I'm almost damn certain I'm grappling with a migraine. Again.This marks the second one in just the last couple of days."Alright, folks, I'm out. Take care, everyone," I announce to the bustling main office, fishing my keys out of my pocket with a sense of relief.As I slide into the driver's seat of my car, she starts ringing me up. "Are you finally on your way home, Nathaniel?" She sounds both pissed off and really damn desperate, with some rustling and crying noises in the background."Yeah, Hazel, just settled in the car," I responded, starting the engine and letting it hum to life, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me."Please, hurry back. Your son's crying up a storm, waiting for you," she pleads, the urgency in her tone mirroring the escalating cries of our little one."Hazel, I ain't gonna be back for at least another hour. Please hold down the fort with him till I'm back," I re
NathanielArriving home, I spot a car parked in my driveway that I've never seen before."God. I'm so damn tired of this crap. Sick and tired of the same old shit," I mutter under my breath.I step into my house and scan the living room. It's a mess, and my son is nowhere in sight.Heading into the kitchen, it's empty. I march upstairs straight into my bedroom.Can't say I'm shocked by what I find.My wife passed out in bed with some guy."In my damn bed," I growl, my fists clenching with rage."Hazel," I raise my voice, but she doesn't stir.I scoop up her clothes from the floor. "Hazel," I shout louder and toss her the clothes I grabbed, frustration boiling inside."What Nathaniel?!" She shouts back, annoyance evident in her voice.The guy beside her starts to wake up."What the hell do you mean 'WHAT'?" I keep throwing her clothes, my anger building. "You fucked this idiot in my bed, in my damn house, and you have the nerve to yell at me!?" The guy beside her wakes up and looks aro
Nathaniel"Ben," I sighed, "you had to move out. You had a great chance to find a partner and a decent job. Don't tell me you're second-guessing."My sister had to move out, it was the only way for her to find happiness. The only way for her to forge her own path through life."No, Nathaniel, I'm not second-guessing it," I sadly said, "I simply miss having you by my side all the time. Especially with Hazel being difficult." I took a sip of my bottled water, feeling a pang of loneliness.As much as I could understand why she watched out for me, I had to let her go. I had to see my sister have a fulfilling life. Even if it meant being far from where I was."Ben, you don't have to worry about me. I'm not a child anymore. Besides, I'm going to end things with Hazel. I've made up my mind.""What!? Are you serious!?" I exclaimed, shocked. "Dad w-" I cut her off, feeling a surge of frustration."Dad will understand," I reassured her firmly."And if he doesn't?"Honestly, I didn't really know
NathanielI made chicken and rice, and I made damn sure my son had his fucking oatmeal with yogurt—his favorite.I eat some cereal with almond milk after making his breakfast and my lunch. Just as I'm about to shovel the first spoonful of cereal into my mouth, the baby monitor lets me hear my son crying.I sigh and trudge back upstairs to get him. He opens his eyes and smiles at me in the cutest fucking way possible.He's so wonderful."Hey buddy, I hope you had a good night's sleep," I say softly. He starts to cry again. "I made you some tasty oatmeal for breakfast."I lay him down on the bed and change his clothes and diaper gently.Later, I go downstairs and strap him into his baby chair. As soon as he sees his baby food bowl, he smiles and claps his hands together.As I shovel my cereal, I slowly start to feed him.Someone knocks on my door just as I'm about to shovel another spoonful of cereal into my mouth. "That's probably aunty, buddy," I say, getting up to open the door. "Tod
NathanielI hear someone knocking on my office door as I start arranging the poster concepts."Come in," I call out, arranging all of my papers neatly next to me."Hello, Mr. Everhart. Did you call me?" he asks, sounding anxious and terrified."Ethan Hayes, correct?" I ask. He nods in agreement.He definitely doesn't look like the kind of person who would flee from home or miss class for no reason. What then was his conflict?"I just called to ask a few questions. Relax," I say, getting up and fully opening the blinds to let light flood in. "How have you found school so far?" I ask as he sits down."Good, sir," he replies, looking around nervously. "Why?""I was just asking since your dad contacted the school worried," I explain, trying to make him feel at ease. "You left your house yesterday and didn't return. Why?"He shifts uncomfortably in his seat. "I stayed at a sleepover with some buddies. That's all.""And you couldn't have told your dad that when you called? Did you have to m
ViaHe looks at me and I nod. "Our secret."He nods before I watch him put his hands on my thighs and bury his face in my pussy. Oh god, yes.I feel him run his tongue over my clit while looking at me. "You always taste so fucking good" He says before kissing my clit. "Tell me what you want."Games, games and more games. It's always games when it comes to them."Sebastian, please let's not play this game." I whimper as I run my right hand through his hair. "No teasing. You already know what I want."He continues to stare at me and shakes his head. "What do you need?" He licks my clit again. "You need that?" I can't help but to moan. "Or do you need this?" He runs his tongue from my entrance to my clit. "Or how about." He takes one of his hands and all of a sudden, he looks down. "This?" I hear him say before I feel him push two fingers in me and look back up at me."Tell me fireflies."He doesn't move his fingers and I quickly catch on that he's not going to until I tell him. It alway
ViaI close the door behind me as I bite my bottom lip. "Did I ever tell you that you have a really nice behind?" I say with a giggle, walking over to the sink."Firefly," he laughs, shaking his head. "Good morning, how did you sleep?" he asks, turning the shower knob."Good, actually." I nod, grabbing my toothbrush from its place on the wall. "But waking up alone was a letdown," I add with a pout."Sorry, firefly. We didn't want to leave you alone, but we had to wake up already," he says, splashing water on his face.He's been growing his beard—not much, but it's definitely more than he used to have. I'm honestly loving it because he looks somehow sexier."That's not what I meant," I say, putting toothpaste on my brush and running it under some water from the faucet. "I meant because none of my four hot boyfriends woke me up with their faces between my legs like they used to. It was really disappointing," I sigh, starting to brush my teeth.I watch as Sebastian halts, hands midway th
Sebastian"But when he spoke about Lance, I exploded," she says, her voice trembling as she carefully grabs one of the stickers. "I exploded and I feel like shit because I don't hold any remorse for doing so. I actually feel so fucking good that I made him feel like shit this time." She carefully applies the sticker to her face. "I exploded and I feel like it wasn't enough. I still want to yell at them," she confesses, her tone raw and unfiltered.She looks relieved, as if saying her whole explanation gave her inner peace. Which is good because she clearly needed it."You should've kept yelling at them. They deserve it," Maximilian says with a shrug, leaning back in his chair."That's not helping my cause," Via says with a sigh, grabbing another sticker and rolling it between her fingers."Okay, then what do you want us to say?" Alexander asks, staring at her intently."I don't know," she says, trying to put the sticker on her face but failing as it falls off her finger. "Anything," s
Via"Jesus fuck," I hear Sebastian groan, slowing down before gradually picking up his pace again.It is the sound of all of their groans and murmured obscenities that is helping me get through this whole ordeal."I'm close," I say, gripping the side of the pool with my left hand.Their gazes inflict a burning sensation on my skin, as if they were touching me, and I find myself clinging to the edge of the pool as if my life were in danger."Cum for us, little star," Nathaniel says, our eyes locking again.There is no obvious way out of the stream that is flowing between me and all of my men; it is thick and suffocating in hunger and need."Oh, god," I say, falling apart.In the process of allowing myself to lay against the towel underneath me, my vision becomes hazy. The sensation that I am experiencing in my body is that of absolute joy."Jesus Christ," I hear Alexander say from a few feet away before hearing movement in the water.I gasp as I feel someone's mouth against my pussy. W
ViaI didn't notice when one of them laid out a soft towel on the edge of the pool, but it did feel comfortable under me."You said you wanted us to have our way with you," Nathaniel says as he takes my hand into his, slowly running it down my body until we reach my exposed thighs. "Touch yourself and make yourself cum. We want to see.""I can't. I—" My voice drifts off, caught between fear and arousal.This is not the first time that he has become agitated by the sight of me feeling pleasure. I would like to observe that reaction once more. The moment I watch them take joy in themselves, I experience a particular kind of high. When I'm on my knees sucking them off, I have the same high as when I'm doing this. Being able to see their eyes go hooded, as well as hearing their pants and groans, is what gives them that high. Receiving any form of praise from them is the source of this benefit. Knowing that I am capable of bringing them to the same level of pleasure that I have witnessed t
AlexanderAt this very moment, I am beginning to question whether or not the weather is genuinely a problem. mostly due to the fact that, after everything is said and done, the weather is the only thing that is preventing me from experiencing everything that is associated with her."Never mind," says Sebastian, removing his shirt with a quick, decisive motion. "I'll drown myself in medication later on," he adds before rushing out the door.It is remarkable that Via is able to force Sebastian, of all people, to submit to her and act in a manner that is contrary to his typical behavior. I can confidently say that none of us, including Sebastian, have ever been the sort to give in. However, there is something about Via that causes all of us to agree with that sentiment.It appears that each of us has begun to acquire a dependency on her, a fixation that causes us to become more vulnerable when she is in our presence. It is both thrilling and terrifying at the same time."Where's he going
Alexander"Yeah, why?" I ask him as I try my best not to turn to Via.He stays quiet for a few seconds and stops at a red light. "Are we not going to talk about the look that played on your face when Via called my son hers?" Nathaniel says before he continues driving.I freeze a bit at that. Shit, he saw that? I have got to work on the way I publicly react to things. Immediately."It just caught me by surprise." I shake my head. "That's all."I truly don't wish to tell him the truth. These are the times when I truly rather keep to myself rather than explain personal matters to others."Don't lie to me." He shakes his head. "Via's right. No more lies." He sighs. "We were once extremely close. Let's try and go back to that." That causes me to come to a small halt.Via's past words of me and the guys having zero trust in each other comes flooding back. That and the memory of her taking off her necklace before walking out on us. It's as if that scenario now lives rent free in my fucking h
NathanielHis words cause the food I just swallowed to get stuck in my damn throat. It's like I can't chew and swallow my own damn food. Like the fucking idiot I am.How do I respond to this question? "Yeah, he's speaking more because we're putting a lot of time into speaking to him since he's behind?" Yeah, sounds like a great fucking response. Just comes to show kind of father I have been to my son.Except, I don't have time to answer. Via's quick to answer for me."Yes, it has been a while since you last saw him." She feeds Lance some more. "It would help if you would visit more often." She doesn't look at him, not even once. "But family first and all." She says, without a hint of emotion in her voice.Dean's face falls but Via doesn't see it. "I didn't mean it in a disrespectful way, Via." He trails off. "I just-" He's clearly acting defensive, and it doesn't look like Via wants to put up with it.It's also at this moment that I realize Andres has joined us."Keep your comments to
NathanielAfter a few seconds, I see them both look from me to Alexander, who is on the other side of Via. What the fuck are they looking for?"Oh." She frowns. "Then maybe later in time," she says with a small shrug."Yeah, maybe," I nod.Again, the Micah situation is very unclear.However, I remember how we used to speak for hours. I remember how all fourteen of us used to be close. I mean, yeah, we had our five main groups, but deep down, all of us together were strong. We were like a force, one that couldn't be messed with easily. We were a family.Until our bond broke, and nobody did shit to fix it. Not even me."Kol, where'd you put the ranch?" Via calls out to the field."I hid it from you!" Kol yells back at her.I look down at her plate. She only has pizza on her plate, no hot wings. Why does she want a ranch?I'm trying to figure it out as she stands up. "But I want—" She gets cut off by Andres handing her a small new bottle of ranch. "Oh, thank you, papa," she says, then si