تسجيل الدخول"Whoa, did you get into a fight or something?" I looked up from the book I had been reading and saw Branson carrying his guitar case and slumping into the chair next to me. We were in the cafeteria and I had barely touched my 'surprise meat'. Kaden hadn't texted me back all night and I hadn't heard from him all morning either. Quite frankly I was getting worried. He had left my house in such low spirits and I just knew he was beating himself up over everything that was going on. Was I afraid? Heck yeah! Now that I had gotten the chance to actually sit in silence with what had happened, I was terrified that someone out there was planning my literal demise."Mia?" Branson spoke again and this time I found hin staring at me strangely with a confused look on his face. "Oh." I hadn't realised I had completely zoned out right now. I looked at my still bandaged hand realising this is what he had been referring to. "Oh this is nothing." I spoke quickly tucking my hand underneath the tabl
"You've got to be f*cking kidding me!" Drew yelled practically sweeping all the plastic cups on the kitchen island from where they had been placed. The Chinese food the guys had ordered was practically too cold to eat now. Heck, who was I kidding, the tension in the room was enough to take away everyone's appetites. All of us were gathered in our tiny kitchen in a way that was almost comical. I was standing in between Scott and Hayden like they were my bodyguards still wearing my clothes from last night. Kaden was across from us with Rand and Nick also looking like his bodyguards. Not that anyone could possibly protect him from Drew's rage right now. Drew gripped his hands into fists as he stared down Kaden and I had a feeling he really wished they were in the ring right now. "You had a target put on my baby sister's head?" Drew yelled. Kaden let out a huff and looked at the ground. "Listen, man..." "Don't you dare tell me to listen." Drew snapped. "We are not friends. Do you
"So, we're just gonna pretend that didn't happen?" I asked out loud once the silence between Kaden and I had gotten way too unbearable. We had just left Shark's house and Kaden had been so quiet and serious, it was almost frightening. "That's pretty much my plan." Kaden spoke. I saw him look into the rear view mirror and I knew immediately he was studying the Ford truck Rand and Nick were in behind us. I sighed and sank back into my seat reaching over to rub the bandage around my hand. "What were you two talking about back there with Shark? When you asked me to leave?" Kaden was silent for a few minutes, his eyes fixed on the road. "I'd prefer it if you didn't ask me such questions, Mia." I immediately felt my blood start to boil after he said that. "Oh, I'm sorry, would you rather I talk about the shooting that happened at your house? Or maybe the girl I found in your room. Do tell, Kaden." Kaden ran a hand down his face. I could immediately tell he was frustrated
I woke up to the smell of bacon sizzling and eggs frying. For a second I thought I was dreaming until my eyes opened and I found myself on a couch. Not just any couch, Shark's couch. Everything from last night suddenly came rushing back and I shot up where I sat. I looked up and saw the familiar blonde guy by the stove... shirtless might I add as he flipped something over in a pan. Well, that couldn't be safe. I sat up rubbing my eyes and realised I had a jacket spread across me. I let my fingers trail over it wondering if Shark had put it on me in the middle of the night. The idea that he might have filled me with conflicting feelings. Why would he be remotely nice to me? I was his arch nemesis' girlfriend. "You're up." Shark spoke when he turned and I found his eyes on me. I blinked away the sleep from my face as I stood up. "Yeah." I looked around desperately wanting to check what time it was then I remembered I had broken my phone. Great. Drew was not on
I looked around Shark's house. I don't know what I had been expecting. Weapons all around. Heavy metal posters on the wall? A lot of black. But it was actually painfully normal and plain. Like the house of a typical college aged single guy I guess. It was quite small. Or maybe I was just comparing it to Kaden's mansion. It was a studio apartment set up. A hastily made bed sat in the corner with a simple bedside table and a lamp by the side. I spotted a journal there and couldn't exactly picture Shark sitting down and jotting down his thoughts. There was an open concept kitchen with grey counter tops and a few dishes in the sink. A lone grey couch sat in front of a TV and there were three more doors. One I assumed must have led to a bathroom. I hesitated by the door as Shark casually walked in like I wasn't even there. "You gonna stand there all day?" He asked as he plopped down on his bed. I closed the door behind me wondering what Drew would say about me being in
I really should write a book on how I get myself into such situations. I wanted to slam my head onto the dashboard and maybe wake up when this disturbing and scary dream ended. But alas, I was stuck in this reality where I had just run away from my boyfriend's house which just got shot up with his mortal enemy. And did I mention my hand hurt like hell? I looked down seeing three tiny glass pieces lodged in there. Probably from my broken phone screen. Oh yeah, on top of all that, I broke my phone! I looked to the side and Shark was looking ahead focusing on the road. I sighed. He drove a black Jeep that admittedly smelled really good. "Can we go back now?" I asked with a sigh. Shark didn't even turn to look at me. "Do you want to get arrested?" I huffed. The police had started heading in the direction of Kaden's house just as we were going down the road. Kaden... I can't believe I just left him. What if he had gotten arrested? "I need to make sure Kaden's okay." Shark scof
“Mia? Do you mind?” Hayden asked as he offered his gloved hand to me gesturing me to secure the strap.I walked over to help.The atmosphere in the club was more electric than usual tonight. And I could tell it wasn’t just the watchers who were fired up.“Does he always get like this?” I muttered t
“Mia?” Branson asked in confusion.He then turned to look in the direction I was staring.What I had thought was a ghost was heading right in our direction, determination in his eyes.I swallowed hard.“Mia?” Branson asked again, this time more cautiously with an edge to his voice and I knew he was
A few minutes later we were parked outside the club.“We’ll be back in a few.” Scott spoke as he and Hayden got out.He came over to the window where I sat. “You sure you’ll be okay?”I nodded at him even though just being here made me feel tense. But I wasn’t going to go in there and increase the
“Crap, Shark is here?” Rand asked as he leaned forward seeming way more interested. I watched as muscular blonde guy with short cropped hair stepped up making the crowd go insane. “Who is this Shark guy?” I asked leaning into Silver She also had her eyes fixed on the ring now. “He comes aroun







