Ray came home from Gayl two days before the trial. Can I just say how nice it is to have another male in the house? Dad was alright, but nothing compared to Ray. He’s my big brother, and he can wrestle, unlike Dad.
“Brotha!” I greeted him when he came through the door with Dad.
“Sup, pup?” He dropped his bag and gave me a hug.
“I am so glad you are back home. You have no idea the torture I’ve been through.”
“Right. You landed Rose, and you’re talking about torture?”
“Speaking of girlfriends,” I narrowed my eyes at him, “when were you going to tell us about Sue?”<
Susan, Mallory, and I spent the night before the trial at the Graycorts. Somehow we had managed to talk their parents into letting all eight of us sleep in their TV room. Rayan even pointed out that there wasn’t a need for condoms if two twelve year olds were in the room. Nobody would do anything too risque. It had earned him an eye roll from his mom, and a head slap from his dad.It was around ten at night when the doorbell rang. Rayan was the one to answer it.“Can I help you, officers?” his voice filtered in from the front door.A gruff masculine voice answered. “Is this the residence of one Kimia Graycort?” I looked at Kimia, and she looked confused.“Is this about tomor
The scent of her arousal was amazing! Better than her ovulating! Hell, if we didn’t just get some of the worst news possible, and if our houses were empty, I would have taken her back and made love to her. Just worshiped her body. Fuck!“I love you, Kamron Amaruq Graycort.” Her whispered words shot straight to my heart. I spun her back around to face me. I searched her eyes, and found nothing but the truth there. I couldn’t resist! She loves me! I kissed her soundly, and lost myself there until Kimi’s howl brought us both back to reality.I groaned, “We should get back.” She nodded and we left for the house. We got there about the same time Dad, Ray, Rina, and Kimi got back. Kimi came up to Rose, and nuzzled her. She got down, and just hugged Kimi. I did, too. I may not have really like
Mom and Dad had put Mina and Mallory to work while we were gone. They’d decorated the backyard, and had a table set up with different dishes from the local Chinese restaurant, Kimia’s favorite place. They’d ordered large quantities of both white and fried rice, sweet and sour pork, both chow mein and lo mein, beef and broccoli, cashew chicken, and walnut shrimp. Then, because Kimia loves chocolate, a homemade chocolate cake. My stomach growled when I saw the spread.We invited Nate and his family to join us. The Graycorts have sort of adopted Mrs. Mactire and her sister since they moved to Aspen Falls. Mr. Graycort seems to like Nate, but is unsure about Jimmy and Saoirse. I don’t blame him. Nate’s cousins can be a little much.After we’d gotten our food, we’d all settled on blankets around t
If someone asked me for advice, I would first tell them never to date a guy with a psycho possessive ex. Second, I would tell them not to let their best friend date their brother. It’s just gross. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for them that they’ve found love, but the displays of affection are starting to seriously disgust me.I should be used to it. I really should be! They’ve been dating since spring, and now it’s fall. That’s months of them stealing kisses, cuddling, and sneaking into each other's beds. It’s just one more reason I should stay a wolf as much as possible. That and the first piece of advice I would give.Last spring, I dated Simon Jones. He was the hottest sophomore at my school, and he liked me. Me! I was just this average looking girl who was always with either her be
Ah, the first day of school. Junior year edition. Also, it’s the last year my new friends would be hanging out with me here. Fuck. Maybe I should have talked with a councillor about graduating early, too. If I did, then I’d have more time to work and save up for a down payment on a location for a club.Ma thinks I ought to go to that wolf university and get some degree. As if that would help me make more money. I already know how to run a bar, thanks to my Uncle Micky back in Boston. Why should I shell out thousands of dollars for some prick to teach me what I already know?Just ask around Aspen Falls. My first party here, I ran it like I would my club. I was the bartender, and my two cousins, Jimmy and Saoirse, acted as bouncer and DJ. It would have been seriously awesome, if Kimi hadn’t been kidnapped by tha
“Whore,” someone said as they bumped into me from behind. “I can’t believe she came back this year,” another person said to the first. “Ugh. I can’t believe people believed her lies,” the first person said. I knew it was a mistake to send Rose and Kam ahead of me. It was Friday, and I wanted to get my books into my locker before lunch. The two insulting me were Kirsten’s friends. They were wearing their cheer uniforms. They were supposed to be advertising the first game tonight, but instead, they were mouthing off to me. I just shook my head, and rolled my eyes. The first girl turned to me. “Why don’t you just do everyone a favor and leave?”
“So, you’re going to leave us and be a hoity toity college man, huh?” Jeremy asked, handing me a beer. I was at his place waiting for the three musketeers. I’d just told them my new plans for the future. Damn my new friends. “Yeah. The goodies talked me into it. They made a good point about needing a cook for the club.” I took a swig and waited for Saoirse’s reaction. The plans included all three of us. We were our own trio. We worked together back in Boston at Uncle Micky’s, and we had each other’s backs when shit went down. They were there for me after Dad put me in the hospital for mouthing off to him. I was there when their dad cheated on their mom. They were the closest things to siblings I had, and the only family living in this assbackwards town that I’ve grown to love.
“Is there anything you’d like to talk about today?” The usual question. The question Dr. Mayfeld has been asking me for months. The same question that has the same answer. “Nope,” I responded. What is there to talk about? Therapy was to help me process and work through what had happened to me, but I still don’t have any memory of it. It happened. The only way I could have avoided being raped by a bastard was to avoid liking Simon. “How has school been?” She really thinks she’ll get me to talk eventually. “Allright,” I lied. The whole cheer squad keeps hissing slurs at me in the halls when I’ve been alone. There have also been notes shoved into my locker. Even some members of the football team have been coming onto me in the worst ways. Nate at least respects boun