Lydia’s P.O.V
“You need help with that?” I nearly jumped out of my skin.
“Lyric! You scared me!” I said placing a hand over my racing heart, even though I knew my face won’t show anything.
I thought he would make some snide comment about yesterday, but somehow Lyric never fails to surprise me. He pulled up the sleeves of his black T-shirt and began helping me out with the weeds himself, working silently beside me without making any complaints. It was almost two thirty in the afternoon and we were currently in the college backyard, where a small strip of land had been transformed into a miniature garden.
We hadn’t spoken yesterday after Lyric took me out of that crowd yesterday and to my surprise, followed me back home so no one tried anything funny while I was alone. And this morning, I’d avoided bumping into him by volunteering in the ga
Lydia’s P.O.VI watched Lyric’s face harden immediately as George told Avery’s name. I felt an unexpected pang in my chest at the look of concern on his face. Whoever this Avery was, she was special to both these men.“Please help me!” George begged, falling back on his hands and knees. “I don’t know what to do! I don’t know where to find her!”“You need to calm down first, George.” Lyric’s voice was sharp and stern but it was very much necessary. “If you continue to keep on panicking, we won’t get anywhere. So calm the fuck down before you pass out.”Crouching down beside George, I placed my hand on his shoulder to try and calm him with the physical touch. “Lyric’s right, George. Take a deep breath and calm down first. And then tell us what happened.”George did as I said and took a few deep breaths, placing his hands on the
Lydia’s P.O.V“Avery!” I called out loud enough so that the man could hear me over the blare of the music, slamming the door against the wall as I barged in.I was hoping to get someone else’s attention as well but with the sound this loud, I had my doubts if the man on top of Avery could hear me either.But it worked. The man got startled enough to jump off Avery and she took the opportunity to jump out of bed. But the sheets got tangled with her feet and Avery landed on the floor hard.“What the fuck!” the man cursed, finally able to snap out of his confusion. “Who the fuck are you? And where do you think you’re going little slut?”I jumped in before the man could hurt Avery and helped her untangle the sheets from her feet. “Come on!” I whispered to her urgently. “Your brother is here! Go!”Pulling her up to her feet, I barely moved my head out o
Lydia’s P.O.VThe restaurant was almost empty at ten thirty in the night, but the atmosphere was warm and welcoming. Spring was giving way to summer and soon enough, the little chill still hanging in the air would be all but gone, giving way to patchy summer nights.“Lyric, my boy!” And elderly man came out from behind the counter and engulfed Lyric in a hug before he turned his eyes on me. “I see you brought a friend!”The man had short grey hair with a few strands of black thrown in the mix, from what I could decipher from under his baseball cap. He wore a red shirt and grey pants with a white apron on top that now contained numerous stains from all the food he must have served his customers throughout the day. His face and hands were covered in wrinkles and he was sprouting an enormous beer gut and if I had to guess, I’d say he was in his mid sixties to early seventies.“Matt, this is Lydia,&rd
Lyric’s P.O.V“I’m not getting on your bike.” Lydia did that brow crinkling thing she did when she was frustrated.I smirked. “Why? Are you afraid that the girls in school will die of jealousy because you came to school riding on my bike?”“No. I’m afraid I’ll die of a heart attack or a cracked skull thanks to your driving skills.” She crossed her arms across her chest stubbornly. “I’ll run my bicycle, thank you very much.”I sighed in defeat. Lydia McKenzie was not the kind of woman you could easily mess around with and I was learning that the hard way.“I’ll wait for you at school.” I told her as I pulled down the glass shield of my helmet and took off before I could hear her protest.George waved at me when I reached school and parked my bike at the usual spot. I waved back and told the guy next to me to park elsewhere so
Lyric’s P.O.V“I fucked up, didn’t I?” I asked George during lunch hour as we sat outside in the courtyard, under the shade of some fancy tree that had peach colored flowers blooming everywhere.Normally, I would’ve preferred to have my lunch at the nearest Subway or Starbucks, but George had brought homemade lunch today and he insisted that I share his. Maybe it was his way of saying thank you for saving Avery, but we both knew Lydia was the one who had done the actual saving part.“Is this about Miss Lydia?” George asked, putting a spoonful of pasta into his mouth.“Stop calling her Miss like she’s the President’s daughter or something.” I frowned at George. “She’s the same age as me.”“Yes, but-”“Never mind.” I shook my head. “Yes, it’s about Lydia and I’m getting in way over my head. Just forget
Lydia’s P.O.V“Where are you going?” I paused halfway through getting my bag into the trunk of the car my dad had sent to take me back home as Lyric strode across the street to stand in front of me. “Are you leaving because of what happened today?”“Don’t flatter yourself. I’m not leaving because of you,” I told him as I shut the trunk after getting my bag inside and asked the chauffeur to lock it. “My family’s throwing an engagement party for my brother and his to-be-wife and I have to attend the party at all costs.”“Oh?” Lyric seemed taken aback for a second before he regained his composure. “You sound like you don’t want to attend.”“I hate parties.” I shrugged.“It’s your brother’s engagement party.” Lyric reminded me before adding…quit that, demanding something completely absur
Lydia’s P.O.VIf I could laugh at the scene in front of me then I would have, but alas, you can’t have everything in life.Lyric and Nate were eyeing each other as if they were big bad wolves sizing up their prey and while Lyric actually looked menacing, Nate looked too adorable to act the big bad wolf.Thankfully Stephen wasn’t on the scene as he had gone out with mom and Ivy to get some last minute things in order and my dad was at work, as usual, otherwise the scene would’ve been much worse. Nathan had been the one to greet us as we reached home and now he probably thinks I’ve brought home a boyfriend from college. However, the misconception that Lyric had about Nate became clear the next instant.“A bit young to be getting married, aren’t you?” Lyric asked with his eyebrows raised.“I’m 19.” Nate said with a sickly sweet smile. “But I’m not the one ge
Lyric’s P.O.V“So you’re David Donovan.” Asked the brown haired, green eyed man in front of me, muscular arms crossed over his chest. The man was over six feet tall and built like a mini tank and from the look of menace on his face; he was very close to crushing me in the palm of his hand.Nathan, the little bastard was standing a few feet behind his older brother with a shit-eating grin on his face because he thought I’d cower away from Stephen McKenzie like most people were used to. So, I too folded my arms across my chest and looked Stephen directly in the eyes as I spoke to him.“Yes. And you must be Lydia’s older brother, Stephen.” I tilted my head to the side, studying him in the same way he was studying me before adding, “Lydia speaks quiet highly of you. Congratulations on getting engaged.”Stephen’s eyes softened at the mention of his sister’s name, even thou