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And for your information, WHEN have I ever acted on my feelings for you? NEVER, you say I'm the immature one; maybe you need to take a hard look in the mirror."
I wince again. Fuck, I know she never acted on them; today was more for me because of my feelings. Dammit, maybe I am the immature fucking one like she said. I sigh, "I'm sorry, Firefly; I really am. I just thought this would be the one way to try and help squash those pesky feelings I knew you were developing,"while also keeping my own at bay,but I don't say it out loud; instead, I rasp, "I don't want to lose my best friend."
She sighs, "It's fine; besides, I got my justice because you most likely have Chlamydia now anyway."
My eyes widen. "I thought you were just saying that to fucking scare me."
She chuckles. "Nope, momma took her to the doctor yesterday; she's on medication for the treatment; you may want to go and see Doc before it rots off."
I swear, while she laughs the little devil, shaking my head, "I'll message him in a minute about this fucker."
"He has been dealt with; my sore head shows for it too, so don't worry; now I've got to go; school work to catch up on; I'll see you tomorrow."
I smile. "Our friend's date is still on Firefly."
"Ok, but expect a kick in the crowned jewels."
I chuckle as we say bye before I sigh because I know she'll nut junk me. I should have just spoken to her like a fucking manbecause now I've probably got the fucking clap. Shaking my head, I quickly message Doc as I head into the diner for some grub.
Me – can you schedule me for some tests? I fucked up and fucked Emma to push Star away. Yes, we used a condom, but better safe than sorry. She's got Chlamydia.My finger hovers over the send button before I curse and press the damn button.
He messages back straight away, and I narrow my eyes, shaking my head.
Doc – sure! I should have picked myself off the floor from laughing so hard from the karma that brought it justice for your fuckup by the time you get back later.
For fucks sake, this is probably going to fucking spread around the brothers. Fucking Emma!
Chapter 3
Star – Age 18
I giggle as I run away from a flour-covered Zayne in the club's garden. I waited patiently for him to come into the club's kitchen that I was banned from after nearly burning the place down. He didn't expect it, and as soon as he walked in, he looked like a deer in headlights seeing me in a kitchen, which is why I've booked myself into cooking lessons where I'll hopefully get better. But anyway, the reason I was in the kitchen was because I threw a flour bomb at his face that exploded all over him before I rushed out of the side door.
"GET BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE WITCH."
I giggle some more, going quicker, "MAYBE NEXT TIME YOU'LL THINK AGAIN BEFORE SPILLING MY PAINTS."
I hear his growl as I pick up speed: "IT WAS A FUCKING ACCIDENT."
"YEAH, SO WAS THE FLOUR."
I hear him growl again, but he can't hide the chuckle. I dodge a bench before stupidly looking behind me, and Zayne's arms automatically wrap around me, and we both tumble on the grass laughing. I end up on my back while he leans over me and says, "You are not supposed to be in a kitchen, Firefly."
I giggle and shrug while his eyes shine with pure happiness, and I swallow hard. I'm eighteen, and I always said I would try just once, and if he knocks me back, then fine.
With all the courage I could find, I lean up and kiss his lips gently.
He freezes just like I knew he would, then wrenches his lips away from mine like I burned him, and pain slices through me, and it's absolutely frustrating because I know he feels the same as me. He holds onto me longer when we hug, he smells my hair often, and his gaze always lingers on me. Longing shines through his eyes every time, yet he has it in his head that I cannot be a part of club life when I'm already flipping living in it. I have been since I was born; it's in my blood just like it's in his, but as usual, the alpha male in him seems to think I'm this damsel in distress who needs telling what to do. He gets off me and helps me up before he scowls at me. Ah, here comes the bone-crushing, heartbreaking, wrenching lie he's about to give me, where he pretends he never realized I still harbored feelings for him.
"Star…"
I don't let him finish, and I wave my hand up before passing him. "Yeah, yeah, I know."
He grips my arm, making me look at him. "I see you as a sister, Star; that cannot and will not happen again."
I nod my head, hiding my hurt and the snort that ironically wants to come out. For the past two years, the brothers have told him my feelings are still very real, and for two years he's acted clueless on purpose, hoping they'll just disappear while he screws anything with a vagina, mainly Ginger, to hide his feelings, and I tell yah, it's getting old.
I shake my head at him before turning again, heading towards the club's gates, and he shouts for me,
