Joel:“He fired me! The bastard actually fired me! For saving his ass! I can’t believe I even did that? And for what? The arrogant, stuck up, son of a..”“ME!” I shouted at Mark to stop his rant. “You did it for me, not Casper.”“Yeah, well I wish I hadn’t,” Mark grumbled.Mark sat down on the edge of my bed and fiddled with my phone charger cable, a scowl still on his face.He’d interrupted my nap, and I wasn’t happy. I would have told him off about it if it wasn’t for the fact I felt a little guilty. Ok, a lot guilty.You see, this job actually meant a lot to Mark. His mum was quite ill. Something happened to her a while ago and since then she suffered from anxiety and depression. There were weeks when she didn't even leave the house.His dad worked shifts as a nurse at the local hospital. He’s quite senior in his role, and the pay wasn’t too bad, but he often had to turn down shifts to look after his wife.I knew that Mark was giving most of the money he earnt at the mano
Casper:A rather manic sort of laughter filled the room, and it took me a couple of seconds to realise it was coming from me.I went back over to the sofa and flopped down on it.I couldn’t believe it. I would have never believed it. I never saw it coming.I finally stopped laughing and looked over to see Joel stood silently next to the couch.“The worst thing about this,” I said, wiping my eyes from all the laughter, “the worst thing, is that this time I can tell you’re not lying. You actually believe it.” I let out a sort of snorting noise, in an attempt to stifle the laughter that was threatening to spill out once again.I looked over at Joel. His eyes were locked onto me, giving off icy chills, and his arms were folded across his chest.“I never thought you would turn into one of those demented werewolves that would swear blind that they were my mate.”The scowl on Joel’s face deepened.“I’m not saying you are definitely my mate, I am saying you might be. And in case you hadn’
Joel:“Come on Lyla, JUMP!” Mark shouted.“I’m scared!” Lyla shouted back.“Don’t be such a wuss!”“I’m not a wuss! I just don’t trust you!”“That’s a load of bull, now JUMP!”“Ok, I’m doing it…..oh god, I’m doing it…….AAARRRGGHHH!”ThudOn hearing the noise, I finally looked up from the pile of stones I was lazily stacking into a sort of pyramid.The rope swing had predictably not been able to take Lyla’s weight and had snapped, plummeting Lyla into the small dried up stream bed. Not that Lyla was heavy. No, Mark was just that bad at making rope swings.“Ooowwww,” Lyla moaned while moving slowly to check her limbs were still attached.Mark slowly started backing away, a guilty look on his face.I smirked and went back to my pyramid.This was typical behaviour for these two. They were always getting into scrapes together. Saying that, I was usually right there with them, but I just hadn’t been in the mood recently.“MARK! GET YOUR ARSE BACK HERE NOW!!!” Lyla screamed, making me
Casper:The wedding was tomorrow. Tomorrow!!And I still hadn’t talked to Joel.I’d been putting it off, and putting it off, knowing that it was probably going to be one of the hardest conversations of my life.I was regretting putting it off though. To be honest things had gotten a little easier over the last couple of weeks. Well, since I told Emily really.I still hadn’t talked to, or even seen Joel, and that was definitely helping. I thought about him a lot less now. And I was even sleeping better at night.It’s not like I didn’t think about him at all, but it was probably only about once every hour, rather that once every 5 minutes.And of course, now I needed to see him again. And I had a sneaky suspicion that it was going to put me right back to square one.But it needed to be done, and at least I had a huge distraction tomorrow! And the day after the wedding we were flying out of the country for our honeymoon, so that should also help.I gave my bedroom a final glance o
Joel:I’d spent most of the day in the kitchen prepping food for tomorrow. My hands were sore from constantly being in and out of water, and I had one of those sexy blue plasters on my finger from where I’d cut it, instead of a carrot.My shift was finally over though. And I could go home and sleep.Duncan, the star that he was, had actually given me tomorrow off. Even though they had drafted in loads of extra staff, many from the Huntley’s household, he still insisted I stayed away from the manor for the wedding.I felt bad, but I also appreciated the gesture. I was going to go in bright and early the day after the wedding to tidy up from the big day.I stuck my head into my uncle’s office.“I’m off now.” I said, “Good luck for tomorrow. I’m sure it’ll all go smoothly.”Duncan looked up and smiled at me. He hid it well, but I could see how tired this whole event had made him. My mum kept telling me that he should think about retiring. She was probably right, but I couldn’t hel
Casper:“Stay with me tonight.”I don’t know why I said it. I didn’t even know I was going to say it, until I heard my own voice saying it.Joel didn’t move. His eyes, still locked into mine.Maybe he didn’t want to stay. Maybe it was stupid of me to ask. But all I knew was that I wasn’t ready to say goodbye. Not yet. Not right now.Joel still said nothing.“Please?” I said, even though I knew it was probably selfish of me to ask.This seemed to have the desired effect though, as Joel finally snapped out of his transe.“Whoa! Is the mighty Casper Bournville pleading with me to spend the night with him? Because there is absolutely no need. I already said yes about a thousand times. Ok, I’m guessing it must have been in my head, but I definitely meant it!”I smiled and shook my head at him. It amazed me how he could always make me smile in the most awkward of situations.“Great then,” I said going to sit back down.“Umm, so where am I going to sleep?” he asked.“Sleep?”“Yes, t
Joel:I slowly drifted back into consciousness, feeling a bright light burning my closed eyelids.I moaned. Why did I always forget to shut my curtains?I made a move to roll over, then realised that I couldn’t.My arm was stuck under something warm.I opened my eyes and blinked a few times while they adjusted to the light.I was not prepared for what I saw.“FUCK!!!”My shout made Casper’s eyes fly open and I watched the exact second his eyes told me he’d just seen what I had.My arm was pinned under Casper’s face.And my sleeve had rolled up in the night. And although Casper probably couldn’t tell yet, I could feel that I was also no longer wearing my glove.“SHIT,” he yelled, jumping out of the bed, like it was on fire.We both stared at my uncovered arm and hand.“What the fuck Joel! Where’s your glove? And why was your pissing arm under my head!”My heart was pounding. It felt like I’d just been woken up by having a bucket of ice cold water dumped over my head. “I don’t kn
Duncan:It was 7:20 am and I had already been at work for an hour.I’d barely slept last night and I knew I’d be lucky if the stress of the day didn’t land me in hospital.Maybe my sister was right. Maybe it was time I retired.My phone started ringing, and I picked it up quickly.“Hello?”“Duncan, is Joel with you?”It was my sister and she sounded worried.“No, I’ve given him today off why?”“Well, when I went to check on him this morning he wasn’t there. He’s not been here all night.”“Well, maybe he’s at one of his friend’s,” I said, eyeing the ‘to do’ list I’d made for myself. I really could do without having this phone call right now.“He could be, but there was a note on his bed. From Casper.”Suddenly my sister had my full attention. “What did it say?” I asked, as a pit of dread settled in my stomach.“It asked him to go his room at 8pm last night.”I felt the colour drain out of my face. “Oh god no!” I said, lowering my head onto the table and banging it lightly.“Dunc