All Chapters of The Us Between Chaos: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I shivered when the cold wind blew, I was sitting on the floor on my balcony inside my room and was thinking about what mom said. It was three A.M, and I was still wide awake. I wanted to drown myself in drinking. I became obsessed with this feeling of being drowsy and unaware of my surroundings. The blurry vision, and loss of balance, it's hard, but it really feels good.I hugged myself and looked at the starry sky. Would it be a great idea if I sneaked out right now and went to a club? I bet mom wouldn't like it. I stayed on the balcony for a few more minutes and just found myself walking in the crowd. The music was so damn loud. It was three A.M, yet still many people were partying. But most of them were already drunk.I walked straight into the bartender station and asked for a drink—something that would make me drunk in a first shot. He stared at me, waiting to say just kidding, but I just stared at him, picked up my wallet, and slid my credit card onto the table. I tapped it and

What I learned about Enzo was he acted based on who was the people in front of him. For example, at school, he acts giddy, cheerful, and childish, but when he was around Kurt and me, he was all mature, caring, and protective. He was friendly yet authoritative when he was in front of their staff. And he looks cool when he acts like that. I thought he was just dumb. He was similar to Hank. I've been thinking of the reason why I hate him. I hate him for being someone I wanted myself to be. He's patient and caring, he's not a whiner, he has discipline, and he thinks before doing any action, unlike me. I am the complete opposite of him.I gave up on mom. I did, and I even think of them as extra baggage. I cannot help but too because she never wanted to get better. She never tried to help herself. She was just sitting watching television, didn't want to eat food that was good for her, and ate the food she wanted, which was not good for her. I cannot rest entirely because I keep thinking abo

I walked out of the class as soon as I saw Jarred's message. Grandfather called an emergency meeting without Hank and me, and they will now vote for the next owner of the Agnello's empire. I thought we had decided to talk about this when we graduated. Why are they rushing it now? I stepped on the gas and glanced in the rear mirror.When I got in there, Hank was already standing beside grandfather. He was yelling at Hank. I walked inside and stood beside Hank. I stared at the Whiteboard behind my grandfather, and my eyes widened when I saw how many stocks I owned in the company. When did these stocks go up? I glanced at Hank, and he looked so serious. What were they talking about when I wasn't still here?"I'm going to put all my shares at Hank," Grandfather said. Everyone started to whisper around each other."We are against Hank, and you know exactly why Chairman Agnello.", one of the boards said. Grandfather shook his head and slammed his hand on the table, shutting them all up."Ha

Enzo and Kurt have been hanging out in our house lately, playing PS5 with Paris. Mom told them not to bring cakes anymore whenever they wanted to hang out because they had already brought a lot. Nazi and mom have been stressing out where to put the cakes Enzo and Kurt have been bringing. Nazi brought already four boxes of cakes to their house, but the cakes were unlimited. I stared at the stock of cakes inside our fridge. Luckily, I got us a big fridge with two doors. I like sweets, so this view was heaven to me."Sydney, bring us some Red Velvet Cake.", Enzo yelled from the living room. I peaked at the kitchen wall dividing the living room. Their backs were facing me, and they were busy playing."Get yourself your goddamn cake Enzo.", I yelled back and saw him turn his head to face me. I stuck out my tongue at him and rolled my eyes. I returned to the fridge and got myself a slice of Red Velvet Cake. I was about to walk toward the living room, but something came to mind. If I wanted

Dr. Kent released me at night. Hade took me home since something very important came up with Jarred while I didn't know where Enzo was. I was just hoping he won't tell his mom and also Dad because for sure Dad would tell mom, and she cannot know this. She cannot stress herself out, not now that she is doing great. Mom asked me about my day when I got home, and I told her about Sir Migs. And she was thrilled to know that after two years, I was able to meet Sir Migs again. She knows how hard it took me to find Sir Migs' social media, but I just can't see any. Mom agreed to have lunch with Sir Migs. We asked Paris if she wanted to go, and she said yes. She was curious to see what was so attractive to Sir Migs to make me go mad in finding him. Sir Migs messaged me that night—asking if we were free next week, which was this week. I checked my schedule, and according to Caye, "You're free to go next week, Monday. But the rest, no." So, I asked Sir Migs if he was free next week, Monday, an