"Come here, you fucking-..." Mathew angrily grabbed Aiden by his collar and dragged him out of the club, ignoring the twenty-something-year-old woman who shoved a piece of paper on his son's jeans and blew him a kiss.This punk got himself dragged away from the group by that woman and went all "Step up 4" on the dance floor. Mathew had been unable to find him in the middle of the crowd, almost losing his sanity from anxiety. HIS UNDERAGE SON WAS LOST! IN THE CLUB!Mathew was panicking! At the disco!!!To make things worse, he was already drunk. He had started yelling his son's name when he bumped into someone. The youngster saw him crying about his lost son and pulled the phone out of his pocket to call the police. That's when Mathew turned his head and saw Aiden... with his phone in his hand... dialing 911... (҂‾ ▵¯)Both son and father were so drunk they couldn't even recognize each other.Mathew felt so ashamed he wished he could forget whatever happened inside that club and preten

"I don't know what you teach others about love in those books of yours but...""You haven't read my books?" Jake interrupted Natalie.The sudden question left her speechless and all the anger and the words she prepared to say suddenly disappeared. All that was left was a blush on her face and the guilt of someone who had gotten caught red-handed."That's... that... I.... That's not what's important right now. What I'm trying to say is that whatever you think about love, no matter how grand you or anyone else make it look like in books or movies, in real life it isn't that grand. In real life, people don't have to die because of grief to show how much they love someone. People don't have to kill themselves why they can't get the girl... in real life, your life isn't just a sentence that can be used as you wish, hoping that it will make the readers remember it and make them cry or laugh because in real life there are no readers. In real life what comes first is you, your life, and your

"Why?" Ryder pouted. She was suddenly back in the mood, swinging her legs happily for winning the fight. Haha! She had tamed a Midnight today. "Are you displeased with this Prince? I'm very charming."Jake didn't say anything but simply smiled at his silly sticky kitten.He only wished he could stop time and live in this moment forever.I missed you so much...I love you."You can't leave this Prince without his Cinderella, okay? You will come tonight, won't you?"Jake hummed a soft response. "Mhm.""Promise?""I promise.""Pinky promise?" Ryder stretched out her pinky."Pinky promise," Jake said and grabbed her pinky finger, but before he could get a good grip on it, Ryder slapped his hand away."The right hand. Use your right hand.""It's the same. It doesn't make any difference.""It does. The right hand has the mole. The left one doesn't.""What does that have to do with our pinky promise?"The cheeks that had remained pale throughout the whole ruckus she had caused, while she was

Jake walked to the bed and sat on it, taking Ryder's laptop on his lap to see what his cute Ry was trying to do this time. However, unlike other times, instead of photos or DIY videos, what Jake saw on the screen were tens of books with blinding titles and NSFW covers. Reading the summaries burned his eyes.Jake froze, not knowing how to react.What is this? What happened to the fantasy books she used to read? Is this a new hobby? So she's not that innocent? I mean... I knew a lot of girls read books of these kinds, but I never thought that Ryder... my Ry...Is she interested in this stuff? But... aren't these a bit too... Holy shit these aren't even +18 but +28!!!!!Ryder was still under the quilt and her embarrassment had pushed the contents of whatever she was checking earlier on her laptop to the back of her head. Even when she felt Jake sitting by the lump under the quilt that was her, Ryder didn't even think about what could happen. Even when silence filled the room, her only re

Jake wanted to ask Ryder if he really was the "boyfriend", but at the same time he felt like that question would make things awkward for Ryder and he hadn't achieved that level of shamelessness yet. Maybe he should just bring this conversation up after he has told her who he is. That way, if luck was on his side when he asked her "Ry when you and your father were arguing about a boyfriend of yours... did you mean me?", his adorable Ry would shyly nod, and they would live happily ever after.Even if the possibility of that happening were pretty low, a guy could dream, right?Either way, this topic was left behind, and Jake had to return home. Ryder didn't even try to hide how relieved she was when Jake walked towards the window after forcefully shoving him a few times in that direction."I thought you loved me," Jake pouted, trying to act pitiful, "but here you are forcing me to commit suicide."Ryder wanted to strangle the guy. Her face felt so hot, that she had the urge to smack the