I woke up with a pounding headache. I cringed, rubbing my temple, as I sat up on the bed. I looked around the room and frowned when I realized I’m back at Watson mansion. I don’t remember anything from the night before, except I and Scarlet having a competition about who would drink more. And why am I wearing Logan’s hoodie?
I started to feel a roller coaster running in my stomach. I quickly stood up and ran towards the bathroom, threw my head into the toilet and puked. I wiped away the puke around my mouth and flushed the toilet. I walked to the basin and washed my face without looking into the mirror. I know I look like a shit. After taking a long hot shower, I went back to the room and laid down on the bed, looking at the ceiling, trying to recall yesterday’s memories. My phone suddenly rang, snapping me from my train of thoughts. I picked it and saw Scarlet’s name on caller ID.
“Hello” I groaned over the phone.
“Karrie, How do you feel? I’m having a headache” she whined.
“Same here” I mumbled, closing my eyes.
“Do you think we drank too much? Because Patrick is still angry at me for losing my mind and dancing with some strangers”
“I don’t remember anything Scar. All I remember is us taking shots” I said, rubbing my temple in frustration. I’m not gonna drink anymore in my life.
“Exactly. I also don’t remember telling Patrick the address of the club we went.” She said. That’s when it struck me. Logan bought me back home. But how did they find us?
“Scar, I need to go. Talk to ya later” I said quickly and disconnected the call. After giving a look at myself in the mirror, I bolted downstairs to see Logan in the kitchen, cooking something. He looked up as soon as I stepped inside the kitchen.
“Good morning,” he said, looking happy.
“Morning,” I said, softly.
“Do you remember anything that happened last night?” he asked.
“No, I don’t.”
“Well, good for you”
“Did I do something stupid?” I asked him, biting my nails in anticipation.
“Well...,” He started, looking everywhere but me with that annoying smirk on his annoying gorgeous face.
“Tell me,” I said, my patience losing.
“Naah, let it be a secret” he winked at me. He opened the fridge and searched something inside.
“Tell me” I snapped angrily. I’ve got the right to know!
" Nope,” he said in amusement, his head still inside the fridge. My face turned red and smoke started coming out from my ears. Okay, I’m exaggerating. I took a knife that was on the table beside me and pointed it at him. He took a packet of flour and straightened, closing the fridge. He turned around but jumped back a little clutching his heart as soon as he saw me with the knife.
“What the hell, Lia? You scared me”
“Tell me what happened yesterday,” I asked him, furiously.
“You drank too much and was dancing with a stranger who was groping your ass,” he said, eyeing the knife in my hand carefully.
“Stranger? Touched my bum?” I said in shocked. As I was processing everything in my mind, Logan snatched the knife from my hand and placed it on the counter beside the refrigerator.
“Did I do anything else?” He came closer to me and I took a step back. Now I’m trapped between him and the counter. He leaned forward and placed the flour behind me.
“Well, you called me hothead and said I’m warm” he murmured huskily, edging closer to my ear. His masculine cologne rubs off onto my clothes, wrapping my body in its addictive scent, making me hard to focus.
“Remind me to never drink again” I mumbled, so embarrassed, that I can’t bear to lift my chin from my neck.
“But I’ve to say, you look hot in that short dress” he whispered in my ear and I blush more because of embarrassment.
Have you ever experienced the feeling of awkwardness and embarrassment together? Well, now I’m experiencing it.
I saw Scarlet texting furiously on her phone near her locker, with a smile on her face. I slowly went towards her and peeped from behind to see with whom she was texting. But before I could read the name, she quickly hid her phone behind her and turned around to face me.
“To whom are you texting?” I asked her, wiggling my eyebrows.
“Um….n-nothing. It was my old friend.” She lied, even though she was blushing hard.
“Oh, I see. Patrick was texting to you right?” I smirked and her eyes widened in shock.
“How do you know?”
“Because only Patrick can make you blush” I winked at her.
“Yeah, he asked me for a date tonight” her eyes twinkled brightly.
“Ooo. A date with Patrick, huh?” I teased her, poking her stomach.
“Yeah-yeah. Okay now jokes aside. Did you get any call about the paper works?” her face turned serious.
“Yeah, I got it once. They said it would take another month as the case is still going on.” I said.
“So, who’s handling the case now?”
“My mother’s friend. It’s actually funny how my uncle, the only family I’ve now thinks I’m dead when I’m alive. But who cares. He is like an enemy to us. I even doubt whether he came to dad’s and moms funeral.” I chuckled as a tear ran down my face.
“Hey, hey. Look at me. Past is past. Forget about it. Now stop crying.” She wiped my tears away. I felt a tap on my shoulder which made me turn around to see a boy, probably my age. He had messy dirty blonde hair that was slick back and light green eyes. He’s wearing a white t-shirt, black jeans and white converse and a brown leather jacket to complete his attire. I assume he’s approximately 5’7.
“Uh, hi. Can I help you?” I replied wondering what the matter was.
“Hi, my name is Tyler. I’m looking for room 310. Economics with Mr. William” he asked looking down at his schedule.
“Hi, my name is Karolia and this is Scarlet, my friend,” I said as I stamped Scarlet’s feet, who was looking at Tyler, open-mouthed. She jumped, giving me a glare before putting her best smile on her face.
“Hi, I’m Scarlet and this is Karolia”
“I already said that” I hissed at her, making Tyler chuckle.
“Well, can you help me to find my class?” he asked.
“Sure. I’m on my way to Economics class, follow me.”
“I’ll leave now. Unfortunately, my first period is literature. But I’ll see you around” Scarlet said excitedly. Before she left she whispered ‘He’s hot’ into my ear which made me roll my eyes again. This girl is always like this even when she has a boyfriend. We began to walk towards the stairway to the second floor.
“Are you new here?” I asked him, trying to make a conversation.
“Yeah. I just transferred here from California.” He answered walking next to me.
“Oh,” We continued to walk down the hallway and reached to Mr.Williams’ economic class.
“This is the class,” I informed
“Thank you so much” he replied nicely with a smile.
Tyler and I had almost every classes together. He even sat with us during lunch period. He’s so funny and friendly. Within a few hours, we became great friends.
“So, let’s go for a hangout today. You can also meet my boyfriend.” Tyler said. Tyler is in a relationship for 2 years, but he’s not telling us her name. He says it’s better if we see her directly.
“I’m sorry. I won’t be able to make it. I have got a date with Patrick tonight” Scarlet replied.
“Patrick?” Tyler asked.
“Her boyfriend,” I replied as she was busy with blushing.
“Oh. So, Karolia, Can you come?” he asked hopefully.
“Sure,” I answered, smiling.
“I’ll text you the location,” I said
“Okay. What time should I pick you up?”
“Is 5:00 pm good?” I asked as Tyler nodded.
I took my time in dressing. I went with V-Neck long sleeve brown blouse with black skinny jeans along with black heels. I plaited my hair into a mixed side braid and applied eyeliner and mascara on my eyes and lip gloss on the lips. Logan wasn’t there in the house when I came back from the class. Who cares at what time he comes? As long as he is away from me, I’m happy. My phone buzzed and I picked it up
“We’re waiting outside.” I took my purse and I raced downstairs due to the excitement. I locked the house and ran down the long driveway and out of the gate. Tyler and another guy were waiting in the car and waved at me as they saw me.
“Wow, you look beautiful!” Tyler whistled as my cheeks flushed.
“Thank you,” I said and opened the back seat of the car and strapped in. We started our journey to the Manhattan Mall.
“So, you said you will bring your boyfriend. Where’s she?” I asked Tyler, who was driving. All I can see is a guy in the passenger seat.
“Oh, I forgot to say. Meet my love, Finn.” He said, looking at Finn with admiration. I was shocked would be an understatement.
“Are you a –“
“Yes, I’m a gay” he chuckled, looking at me from the rear view mirror. I sat there awkwardly. “Oh” was all I said.
“It’s okay. Many people don’t believe me.”
“Well, you’re too hot to be gay,” I said quickly.
“I know, but we can’t do anything about that now, can we?” he laughed, causing me to smile. We soon reached the mall. First, we went to play bowling, after Finn and Tyler begged me. Seriously, I hate bowling. Hell, I haven’t even played that game in my entire life.
After the bowling alley, we left the place laughing our asses off. Whenever I was going to roll the ball, I ended up slipping and the ball hit a man’s feet. So, basically, we got kicked out.
“Oh god, that guy was about to murder you,” Finn said as he laughed his ass off. Next, our stop was the food court. We ordered every variety of food. Chinese, Indian, Arabic…. We decided to have a competition. Who eats more food will be the winner. And as expected I was the loser. Seriously, who can eat this much food? Tyler and Finn were eating as if they haven’t got any food for the last 3 days.
“Thank you so much, Mr. Watson. I appreciate your decision. We will see you soon” Mr. Olivier said.
“Sure”. We did a manly handshake and he left. Currently, I’m in Manhattan Mall to buy some shirts. Usually, I used to order from online or mom would buy for me. But today I just need to clear my mind. There isn’t any moment I won’t stop thinking about Lia. Her hair, her figure, her eyes, her childishness, her lips… Everything about her is making me go crazy. And in the mall, I met Mr. Olivier, the organizer of my fights. We made a deal of $50,000. The main reason why I accepted this fight was to forget about her. Only fighting can make me forget about everything.
“Haha, you both are so funny” I heard a familiar feminine voice beside me which made me freeze in my spot. I slowly turned around to see Karolia along with two guys on either side of her, laughing. My blood boiled inside me because of anger and clenched my fist. Why am I feeling possessive about her?
I stormed towards them and pulled Lia to my chest, away from them.
“L-Logan” I met her gaze, my heart melting at her enchanting eyes, but that rage came back, which made me tighten my grip around her wrist.
“What are you doing here?” I asked her, through gritted teeth.
“I’m here with my friends. Meet Tyler and Finn.” she introduced them as they smiled at me.
“I don’t care who they are. You’re coming with me right now” I said, making her frown. What. The. Hell. Am. I. Doing.
“No. I’m not coming with you. Who are you to decide with whom I should come or with whom I shouldn’t” She said. I pulled her closer. Our lips were inches apart and I saw her taking a sharp intake of breath.
“Don’t test me, Lia. Come with me right now” I repeated.
“Hey man, she doesn’t want to come with you. So let her go” one guy said.
“I’m talking to her, not you. So shut your fucking mouth.”
“Hey, they are my friends. They have right to say opinions,” she said, little furiously.
“I don’t care,” I said my control slowly slipping from me.
“No,” she said sternly.
“Karolia, I think you should go with him before he burst out” we stared at each other before she let out a deflating sigh. I released my hold on her and she turned around with an apologetic look on her face.
“Okay then, will see you tomorrow. It was nice meeting you Finn” she said and hugged them. She glared at me and walked ahead, without waiting for me. I shook my head and walked in front of her.
“Idiot” I heard her mutter which made me smirk. We walked towards the exit. Suddenly my body tenses and I feel like someone following. I turned around to see no one looking at us. I thought I saw someone taking pictures out of the corner of my eye, but I shrugged away the thought and started walking. Again, I suddenly stopped walking as I felt someone was following us again, making Lia stop as well.
“What?” she asked, looking around trying to figure out what I was doing.
“Lia” I called out, holding out my arm towards her. Still confused, she grabbed my outstretched arm and I pulled her up so we were standing side by side.
“We’re being watched,” I said, making her tighten her grip.
“Stay calm and act normal” I commended.
“I’m scared. Who’s following us?” she asked, fear evident in her voice.
“I don’t know who’s that. But don’t worry. I’m going to get you out of here.” I said picking up my pace as we made our way towards my sports car. Soon we left the place, with my mind full of thoughts.
′ Who might be following us and for what?′