《Figment of Dreams - The Skylar Rains Series I》 Chapter 1 It was that time again. Every Monday morning, I dreaded that first class of the day with a passion so great that it took all of my strength to walk down the hallway toward that dark little classroom. It didn¡¯t help at all that the nightmares were back in full effect these last few weeks. I had barely slept last night and felt like I could collapse at any moment. Ever since I was little, I¡¯d had these incredibly real nightmares. Some of them were rather plain and could be considered dreams, but most were so scary that even my shrink had flinched when I retold them. I had no idea what triggered them, but they started as early as when I was three years old. Maybe they had been haunting me sooner, but I couldn¡¯t recall. The nightmares were always the same seven dreams on rotation. The pool with the kid, the graveyard, the classroom, my old bedroom, the trailer park, the abandoned alleyway, and the warehouse. Over time, I¡¯d developed the ability to lucid dream so that I could control a big chunk of the outcome in each of those dreams¡ªat least to some degree. I was always fully aware I was dreaming. Yet, I could never seem to fix the ending. Never. And I¡¯d tried more times than I could count. The fun dreams always took place in the same three scenarios: the beach, the mall, and the amusement park. I knew every nook and cranny of each of those ten locations, and I could even sketch them out perfectly. I had even Google-searched for them but never found any of the dream sites. Still, a part of me vividly believed I had been there before. Nobody, of course, believed me, so I stopped talking about them. Just something I had to deal with regularly on my own, I guess. There was always the same boy in all of them, though. The same dark-haired boy with deep chocolate eyes who had grown up with me in those nightmares and dreams. He had been there with me as a kid and was still there now, even as I was eighteen. Another constant was present in the nightmares as well: someone I had never seen without his black hood. He had never aged throughout the years and was always my murderer. Ethan and I had called him the Dark Stalker. It was during that first hour of the school week that I had a class with the Rainers. My favorite non-people. When they literally fell from the sky nineteen years ago, the world went mad. Not only did all the theories about aliens turn out to be true, but they also looked just like us¡ªexcept they weren¡¯t us. The word ¡®alien¡¯ soon vanished completely, and they were called Rainers for God knows what reason. The world became divided, with most believing they were some kind of threat, here to annihilate humans. Until their leaders, the Trifecta, offered us peace. They brought new sustainable energies that would save the Earth for about a million years more than was foreseen in their oracle¡¯s premonitions. In return, they wanted a safe atmosphere for their kids to grow up in. They found Earth, with all its wars and famine, to be the most stable place to live in all the galaxies. Go figure. So Earth and the Rainers came to an understanding. A treaty. They arrived with about one million Rainers. They settled mostly across North and South America and Europe. Most of them weren¡¯t permanent residents and often traveled back to Caros, the green planet where they came from. Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there. I understood from my former best friend, Jax Skylar, that they were a few years more advanced than Earth but nothing too spectacular. Their world was quite similar to ours¡ except for, you know, magic and all that jazz. That was the general gist of it. Now our schools gave us something called ¡®Rainer Study¡¯ every Monday morning. In general, the two species didn¡¯t really interact much. Rainers had a more distinguished sense of smell than humans and often told us how unflattering we smelled. Relationships, weddings, and affairs between Rainers and humans happened, but it remained a small percentage of the population. After living with them for nearly nineteen years, you¡¯d think it would be more accepted. Yet, the mystery of why they really came to Earth still lingered. My dad was one of the conspiracy theorists. He believed they were biding their time for something bigger. Like they were a Trojan Horse in our midst. Hence the name of his anti-Rainer society: The Trojans. So I always stayed vigilant around my dad, not around the Rainers. Why should I? The only Rainer family in our small Midwestern town of Bridgeview lived next door, and I happened to have formed an immediate bond with them. Despite my dad¡¯s efforts, I became best friends with Jax Skylar, the oldest of three brothers. He had light blue eyes, like a spring sky, and a mane of unruly blond hair. He had always been the broody, rebellious type with not many friends. I felt privileged to be one of the only humans he could stand. Then one afternoon, four years ago, while playing Pok¨¦mon on our Gameboys, Jax kissed me. It was my first kiss, and his too. Puberty had hit, and I¡¯d known my feelings for him had changed for a while. That kiss was... amazing. But the next morning, when I sprinted to him, ready to continue where we left off, he shut me down. Dead expression in his eyes, he said, "We can¡¯t do this anymore, Lux. I just don¡¯t feel the same way." It was devastating. I tried again the next day, hoping it was a joke, but no. And then I heard Miro, his younger brother, telling someone that Jax felt like he was kissing a garbage bag. That was the nail in the coffin. I had never been so heartbroken. It took me two years to recover. Two years before I could even attempt to open up to new people. I finally made a friend, Malin, who was open and funny¡ªexactly what I needed. Now, I was headed to that same Monday class I dreaded. I hadn¡¯t seen my neighbors all summer, so this year, I had decided to up the ante a little. New wardrobe, some gym time, and highlights in my auburn hair, which now fell in long curls down my back. I felt good. I could face another year with Jax. I spotted him in his usual seat in the back. His blond mane was still unruly, and he looked like a young Kurt Cobain. His eyes flashed toward me for a second, something flickered in them, but then he looked down at his iPhone. Asshole. I sat in my usual seat, just in front of him. Miss Neomi walked in, unusually excited. I rolled my eyes. Then, a tall, dark stranger walked into the room. He was nearly six foot five, with deep blue eyes and almost-black hair. He looked straight at me, as if he was looking into my soul. "This is Kai Welkin, a new student and our sixth Rainer of Bridgeview," Miss Neomi squealed. She pointed at me. "Please sit next to Lux, she¡¯ll be your guide for the day." Great. Just what I needed. Kai walked over with a confident strut and sat down next to me. He leaned in and whispered, "Well... hello there." "Hi," I said coldly, not looking at him. "Not used to Rainers, huh?" he mumbled. "I¡¯m used to them," I snapped. Loudly. Behind me, I heard a sharp intake of breath. Jax. Kai smirked. "Sounds interesting..." I shot him a glare. "Let¡¯s just not talk, okay?" "Whatever you say, baby," he said with that sarcastic edge. Before I could correct him, Jax¡¯s voice rang out, laced with menace. "Her name is Lux." Kai turned slowly. "Ah, I see. A Rainer boyfriend. Baby, you¡¯ve been holding out on me?" I shook my head. "He¡¯s nothing to me." I spat the words with enough venom to make Jax feel it. Kai just watched me, assessing. His eyes flicked to my lips, then back to the teacher. He didn¡¯t say another word. After class, I spotted Jax and Lenn standing over Kai, intimidating him at his locker. As I walked over, they sprinted off like their pants were on fire. "What was that about?" I slammed my locker shut, already annoyed. Kai just smiled crookedly. "Baby, you really don¡¯t know, do you?" "Tell me," I demanded. He laughed. I won¡¯t tell you. "That¡¯s not up to me." And with that, he walked away. Chapter 2 5 years ago The ocean was lapping at my feet as I watched Jax, Miro, and Lenn try to stand up on their surfboards. Behind me, the barbecue was still smoking as Jax¡¯s dad, Maddox, cleaned up the mess we made during lunch. I was reflecting on last night when I¡¯d been stuck in the nightmare of the pool with the kid again. Jax had played his role of best friend, soothing me afterward and talking my frantically beating heart down a bit. It was week two of our holiday, and I was loving every minute of it when I was awake. ¡°Freckles, come on!¡± I saw Jax getting frustrated with my lack of enthusiasm about the water. I used to love everything about the ocean. I¡¯m the one who put these Rainers in the sea because they apparently don¡¯t have oceans like ours where they come from. Theirs are flat waters with no waves. Unfortunately, I¡¯d had an accident in the water two years earlier that left me really scared of the sea. We were on holiday in Costa Rica with the Skylars when, all of a sudden, during snorkeling, I got stuck underneath a rock due to heavy undercurrents. I panicked, I screamed, I got so much water in my system that I started choking to death under that cavern. The waves and currents kept pushing me back toward the darkness. All I could think about was that I was going to die in the thing I loved most: the ocean. I started hating it then. By some miracle, I survived that day. Jax has been trying to revamp my love for the water ever since. I knew he had a point¡ªthat I should get back in there. Otherwise, I might never be able to. But it had been two years, and the fear still grabbed me by my throat like a choker that was on too tight. This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it ¡°I can¡¯t, Jax¡ I can¡¯t¡¡± I felt the panic rising at the thought of being forced into the ocean. I started to back away. ¡°Hey now¡¡± He ran out of the water, a surfboard under his right arm. He was wearing his long black surf trunks, a long wet mane dripping down his back. His eye was still bruised and blue from the tumble he took down the patio stairs two nights ago. He dropped the board with a loud smack on the wet sand and grabbed my shoulders tightly. ¡°You know I¡¯m here, right? I won¡¯t let anything happen to you. Ever. Okay?¡± I nodded, tears brimming. I knew he wouldn¡¯t. I trusted him with my life. He grabbed my hand. ¡°We¡¯ll just go till our thighs and no further. Every day, we¡¯ll go a little bit further until you can swim again. Freckles, we got this.¡± He grabbed my hand and pulled. Shaking from head to toe, I took a few steps. I was squeezing his hand so hard I thought it might break. But I stepped forward. So that summer, we tackled the ocean one step at a time. Every day, we walked into that ocean, hand in hand, trying to go as far as my shaking body would allow. After, we drank hot cocoa on the porch¡ªmy go-to drink for anxiety. By the end of the summer, I had taken my first swim with shaking legs and a trembling upper lip. As I went under that first time, I panicked so hard I started to hyperventilate. Jax hugged me so tightly I had bruises the next day. We breathed in and out together. He said he was proud of me for trying it. And as we were walking back out of that ocean on the last day of summer, I truly looked at him, and for the very first time, saw the love of my life looking back at me. Chapter 3 Nearly eight weeks later, against my better judgment, Kai and I had become friends. Sort of. In a few classes, he always sought me out, and we ate lunch together with Malin. He had this sarcastic sense of humor I really appreciated, and for some reason, I had opened up to him. He kept flirting with me, calling me nicknames, and I didn¡¯t mind it anymore. Maybe it was because nobody had paid me much attention in so long, and I kind of craved it. He was also hot. I wished every day to stop finding him attractive, but that wasn¡¯t happening¡ªit was the exact opposite. ¡°So, are we doing the Parkson Party this weekend, baby?¡± Kai was walking me back to the lockers, carrying my heaviest books. He was also quite a gentleman. ¡°I don¡¯t really do parties,¡± I replied, raising an eyebrow at him. He was wearing designer jeans with a tight dark grey Henley. His tall frame towered over me as usual; he was a head and a half taller, and sometimes I had to stand on my tiptoes just to gossip quietly with him. I could tell he always found that cute. ¡°Come on, baby, Malin wanted to go too. I can¡¯t just go with Malin¡¡± he waved a hand at her name like it was an annoying fly. ¡°If you¡¯re not there, it¡¯s not as cool.¡± He seemed to really mean it. He put my books in the locker and stretched his long fingers. ¡°I¡¯ll be there to protect you from the evil Skylars,¡± he added, making an evil sorcerer hand gesture with sound effects. That¡¯s what he liked to call my neighbors. He¡¯d been over to my house to study and watch movies a few times. Even though he¡¯d tried to kiss me now and then¡ªnot aggressively, but he¡¯d tried¡ªwe mostly hung out as friends. He somehow understood my pace and knew I was going through things, and he knew the Skylars had a lot to do with it. He didn¡¯t push, and I appreciated that. I was starting to enjoy being around him. A lot. This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. ¡°They¡¯ll be there? Then it¡¯s a hard no¡¡± I sighed, slamming my locker shut harder than intended. ¡°Yeah, since Miro is dating¡or screwing the youngest Parkson girl, they¡¯ll probably all be there.¡± ¡°Kai, I can¡¯t go¡ I just won¡¯t.¡± My voice broke. ¡°Baby, are you ever going to tell me what they did to you? My mind has taken me to some pretty awful places thinking about it.¡± He was always serious about this particular subject¡ªit pissed him off, and I could tell. ¡°I¡¯ll tell you someday, but not today.¡± My voice was small, a pang of hurt coming back just thinking about Jax and that day. I suddenly felt really small, and the mood dropped. Kai noticed instantly, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. ¡°I won¡¯t let them get to my favorite human, you know that, right?¡± I just nodded, feeling an overwhelming sadness at the comfort Kai was giving me. Jax had been the one to protect me from everything and comfort me when I felt sad. For so many years, we had cried together, and he always knew the right things to say to make me laugh again. When my mom died, he had stayed in my room for days, just hugging me and whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I suddenly had to push back tears at the realization that I still missed the bastard and would give anything to have him back in my life. I hated myself for still feeling this way. Four years later, and I still hurt. I was so angry at myself for not being able to let him go. Maybe a party with Kai was the place to start. I wasn¡¯t getting over Jax by staying inside. I cleared my throat and stepped out of Kai¡¯s embrace. ¡°It¡¯s cool¡ I¡¯ll go.¡± ¡°Seriously, baby? That¡¯s great!¡± He picked me up and spun me around the hall, nearly knocking over one of the band geeks. As I was spinning, I saw Jax in the corner, shooting daggers at us with his eyes. What was his problem with me? Chapter 4 The mall again. I was relieved it wasn¡¯t the trailer park, but still. I was sick of ending up in the same place, unable to actually buy anything. I¡¯d spotted some cute things before, but that was beside the point. I knew Ethan wasn¡¯t far. I glanced over to the ice cream shop, and there he was, like every other time I found myself in this dream. He looked up from his milkshake, swiped his long black hair behind his ears, and flashed me those pearly whites. I couldn¡¯t tell anyone about my crush on this dream boyfriend of mine, but damn, he was cute. My mind had cooked up someone I was madly attracted to, and it was the one part of my nightmares I actually liked. Ethan had gotten me through these last few years without Jax. No matter how terrible the night¡¯s visions were, I¡¯d get to see Ethan again. I got to spend some time with him, and that made me feel giddy inside. I decided long ago to enjoy the moments with him before I was murdered again. ¡°Babe.¡± He gave me a soft peck on the lips, and I sat down next to him. My dream muffin was already set in front of me, even if I couldn¡¯t actually eat it. Still, I appreciated the gesture. I glanced at the other people in the dream, but, as always, they were unrecognizable. The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. ¡°Still nothing¡¯s changed?¡± he asked me. I nodded. He took my hand. ¡°Come here¡¡± He pulled me onto his lap, holding me close and kissing my temple. ¡°I told you I¡¯ll find a way.¡± ¡°If you weren¡¯t such a fantastic figment of my imagination, I¡¯d almost believe you.¡± He chuckled. ¡°For the millionth time, Jules, I¡¯m real.¡± ¡°Sure you are.¡± I kissed him back, still finding it odd he called me Jules instead of my actual name. I¡¯d corrected him a dozen times, but my dream boyfriend never got the memo. He tasted like mint and chocolate, like every other time, no matter where we were. He gently tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, then kissed my nose. ¡°I wish I could hold you.¡± I slid higher into his lap, wrapping my arms around him. He sighed, wincing. ¡°That¡¯s not what I meant¡ª¡± Like he was in pain. He did this every time, and I still didn¡¯t understand it. ¡°Then what did you mean?¡± I teased, twirling my straw, sneaking glances at him from under my lashes. He smiled softly, tucking another stray hair behind my ear. ¡°One day¡ when¡ª¡± The coldness seeped in, signaling the final act. Every damn time Ethan got close to explaining anything about our dream situation, he would come. It was like some eerie bell toll, signaling my stalker¡¯s arrival. In this dream¡ªthe Mall Dream¡ªI always ended up running. Running from my murderer. I¡¯d tried every single store, every single hiding spot, but he always found me, gutting me from my stomach to my neck. I could still feel the pain as I woke up. Every damn time. Ethan would run with me, always trying to help. But he never succeeded. The Dark Stalker always found me, no matter what I tried. The Mall was my favorite nightmare. Even though it always ended in pain, it hurt less than the others. Chapter 5 At lunch, I was not feeling my salad. I always did this¡ªwanted to eat healthier and never really liked the options they had. I was picking away at my chicken when Kai popped a tomato in his mouth from my plate. ¡°Hey!¡± I protested and acted like I was going to stab him with my fork. He held his hands up like he was surrendering and cheekily chewed on the tomato that was currently between his right teeth. A big bulb was visible on his cheek. The goofball did make me laugh; I¡¯d give him that. That afternoon, we had a very weird class called Social Study, which I didn¡¯t like. It had the strangest subjects, and this one wasn¡¯t any different. The teacher, Mrs. Newman, an elderly woman with white curly hair and too much lipstick that always ended up sticking to her front teeth, announced our next subject. ¡°Parenting!¡± she squealed as if that was the greatest thing in the world. I was sitting next to Kai, as usual, and rolled my eyes. Kai smirked. ¡°She sure as hell is very happy with the subject. If it involves making babies, especially the making part, I¡¯m down. You too, baby?¡± He winked at me, and I knew he wasn¡¯t being serious, but sometimes it was hard to tell with the layer of flirting and a dash of sarcasm Kai used in everything he said. Behind me, Jax snorted. I ignored both of them. The teacher held a fake baby in her hands. It was apparently a test baby they often used at pregnancy centers to teach parents some basic things. It pooped, it cried, it needed milk. The whole shebang. I was not liking where this was going. ¡°For the next week, you and your partner will take care of this baby. We will be testing the baby at the end of the week to make sure you have done your tasks. How we will check? You will not know beforehand!¡± she still squealed as if this was the best thing in the world, and all I could think about was that the fake baby could poop? What the heck... ¡°You and your partner will alternate the baby, feed it, change it, sleep next to it. To make sure it survives the week in good health.¡± At least I would be parenting it with Kai; that was the only bright point about this. ¡°I have chosen the parent teams myself,¡± she proudly said, and I was already feeling nauseous, my gut instinct telling me I won¡¯t be with Kai for this project. This was not going well. Kai tensed up beside me, already feeling the same ominous foreboding I did. She announced the list happily. ¡°Kai and Malin.¡± Fuck, I thought or said out loud. Next to me, Kai shook his head, but from behind me, I heard a low laugh. ¡°Jax and Lux.¡± My heart dropped to my stomach. I felt my blood swoosh to my ears. This was not happening. ¡°Excuse me, miss, can we switch partners?¡± It was Jax. Of course, it was Jax. That damaged my fragile heart again. He must stop doing that; I can¡¯t wait to be away from him next year. Kai nodded at the teacher as if that would help. ¡°We will do no such thing, Mr. Skylar. You will finish your assignment or fail my class. Is that clear?¡± Jax grunted a response, but I didn¡¯t comprehend any of it. The teacher dropped the baby on my desk, and I just stared at it, dumbfounded, like it was a monster. I was parenting this thing with Jax? Lord help me. He hasn¡¯t said two things to me in the last couple of years, and when he speaks to me, it¡¯s usually something cruel. I felt a shadow loom over me, and a lemon-pinewood scent came with it. This made me realize Jax and Kai smelled a little the same. Kai¡¯s had more sandalwood in it, but still a pine scent. Perhaps it was a Rainer thing. ¡°Well¡ Elmrose¡ I guess it¡¯s you and me. Like the old days,¡± he added with a treacherous smirk like he couldn¡¯t wait to torture me some more. Kai turned around so quickly that I heard his neck crack. A dangerous storm brewed in his ocean-blue eyes. ¡°Listen to me, Skylar, one hair on her head and I have yours.¡± He snarled between clenched teeth, jaw clenched. Jax gave him his lethal smile again. ¡°Trust me, Welkin, I wouldn¡¯t touch her in the slightest.¡± Contempt and disgust laced his voice. A pang of hurt grabbed my heart and pulled. I suddenly had to push back tears and anger. A whole lot of anger. I grabbed the baby and pushed it into his chest with a much harsher push than I thought I would be capable of. Jax grunted from the impact and stumbled backward, stunned for a second. I stood up and looked him in the eye with so much menace I was almost spitting fire. ¡°We will not fail this class, you hear me? Whatever your problem is with me. Put it aside for one fucking week! I am graduating this year, so I can get to fuck away from you!¡± My words came out in such a deep growl it even scared me. Kai and Jax were staring at me like I was the Rainer in the room. I turned on my heel and stormed out, leaving Jax flabbergasted with the baby still clutched in his hands. The next couple of days were madness. The baby kept on crying each night. For some reason, I was the one to take care of it because of course, I was. Kai and Malin took their baby every other day, and that was a good solution. That was what a healthy partnership should look like. By day five, I was so cranky from lack of sleep, and the nightmares didn¡¯t help either. I was sitting on my couch watching TV when the baby cried again, and I snapped. Completely lost my marbles because my feet were moving towards my front door of their own accord. I stalked over to the neighbors in a couple of long strides. Baby under my arm, crying his little heart out. I wanted to strangle the doll for real. I might be more messed up than I realized. I rang the doorbell furiously, and I might have overdone it with the number of times I pressed the little button. Jax opened the door, eyebrow raised, a smirk on his face. Clearly expecting it was me. He was naked from the waist up. Long blond mane flapped to one side, scruffy blond beard longer than usual. Grey sweatpants hung low on his hips. He had new tattoos all over his chest, all black, and all different snapshots of his life. I saw a guitar, I saw an ocean. A few signs in Mons, the Rainer main language. For a moment, I was forgetting everything. Standing there like a total idiot with my mouth agape. Then I realized what I was here for when the baby let out a long whining shriek. ¡°You¡!¡± I stuttered angrily. ¡°You can¡¯t just let me take care of that thing at night!¡± my voice came out much weaker. He still had that effect on me after all these years. Jax just took me in, head to toe, his eyes slowly wandering over my body. Then I realized I was only wearing my camisole, and it was cold out. Or it was just Jax. I saw his expression change from something deeper, more hidden and private, to his usual cold disdain. ¡°We agreed. I take the bastard during the day. You take the night shift. Has that changed, Elmrose?¡± I stared him down. ¡°My name is Lux. Stop calling me by my last name as if you don¡¯t know!¡± Or call me Lulu or Freckles, as his nicknames for me once were. Anything other than my last name, which he used to reserve for all the people he hated. Another pang of heartbreak shook me, but I didn¡¯t show it. ¡°Lux, has our plan changed? Because tonight, I have company. I can¡¯t have a baby to look after.¡± He glanced at the doll, which hung upside down between my arms, whining and crying, and he wrinkled his nose at it. Behind him, I could make out a pair of heels. That affected me more than I realized. ¡°Tomorrow, this baby is yours. It¡¯s the weekend, so make sure you come and collect it in time. We need to write the paper together before Sunday evening, and I also have plans.¡± This made him laugh, as if that was absolutely absurd. ¡°With whom?¡± As if I could ever have plans with anyone. Bastard. ¡°With Kai.¡± I left out that Malin was coming too, but that was something he didn¡¯t need to know right now. His mood changed instantly, Kai working on him like a red cloth on a bull. The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. ¡°Fine,¡± he snapped. ¡°I¡¯ll be there. Tomorrow.¡± I sighed. ¡°Sunday is fine. Tomorrow, Kai is here. As I just told you¡¡± He stared at me, brooding, his mind going into overdrive for just a second before he responded. ¡°Sunday won¡¯t work for me. I will come by tomorrow.¡± And he slammed the door shut in my face. ¡°Asshole!¡± I yelled at the closed door and stalked back to my place with a crying baby under my arm, fully prepared for another night of nightmare hopping and running away from my Dark Stalker again. Because stress always brought out the worst of those nightmares, and I knew I was in for a treat today. Saturday evening came rather quickly despite not having slept a single bit last night, and Jax was coming over to drop the baby at my place. He had taken care of it all day, and to my surprise, he had been at my door to collect it this morning. Kai was already here, sitting on my couch casually, flipping through the movies on Netflix. Malin was running late with their baby. ¡°What about Antman?¡± he asked me, popcorn in his hand, which he plopped down into his big mouth in one swoop. I was in the kitchen fixing us some drinks. ¡°We already saw that one a couple of weeks ago, remember?¡± I put some ice cubes in our gin tonics. ¡°Really? I thought it was the other Marvel one?¡± As I was walking back, the doorbell rang. I opened it and saw Jax with the baby under his arm like it was a bag of rice. He was wearing his track shorts and tee; he had just come back from his football practice. He had showered at the scene because his hair was wet and smelling like that favorite shampoo he always uses, a touch of mint in it somewhere. ¡°Here is the little stinker,¡± Jax announced, while throwing the child at me like a football, which I could barely pluck from the air before it crashed, and he strutted in without invitation. He pranced toward the living room as he had done a million times. ¡°Well, come on in,¡± I added sarcastically. Like a complete asshole, he grabbed one of the two gin tonics I had made and placed it on the counter before I opened the door. He sipped from it. I placed the baby on the back of the couch and took the other glass protectively in my hands. ¡°That was Kai¡¯s!¡± I said, stunned. ¡°Nothing here is Kai¡¯s,¡± he added coolly. I was even more shocked by that statement and said a very loud, strange-sounding ¡°What?¡± He ignored me completely and walked toward the couch area, sitting in the lone recliner¡ªan old brown thing we inherited from my late grandma. He used to sit there all the time when we were playing video games back in the day. I just stood there rooted to the spot, one gin tonic in my hand, flabbergasted by the scene before me. Kai was still lounging and flipping through the movies. He casually waved me over like he couldn¡¯t be bothered at all by Jax¡¯s presence. I sat down next to him, my legs hitched up, resting on his side. We usually sat like this, or sometimes I let my legs rest over his. ¡°It¡¯s okay, baby, we¡¯ll share that one.¡± He slapped my thigh reassuringly, sipped from my glass, and gave it back to me. Jax visibly paled. Kai let his arms fall back and rubbed his hands up and down my lower back soothingly, feeling the tension I had all over my body from having Jax this near. ¡°Don¡¯t you have somewhere to be, Skylar?¡± Kai added casually and sipped from my glass again. ¡°We were just about to watch a movie, and that is kind of difficult with you here,¡± he added. Jax was getting so angry, for God knows what reason. Kai always brought this out in him. I could see the thunderclouds rolling behind his eyes. ¡°I¡¯m here to write a paper, so she is coming with me,¡± Jax added through clenched teeth and downed his glass in one big gulp. He stood up and held his hand out to me. I was looking at it like it was going to bite. What was happening? ¡°Come on, Lux. Let¡¯s go upstairs so we can write that paper.¡± I looked at Kai, panic in my eyes. I was not going anywhere with Jax. He dropped his hand and sighed. ¡°Fine, you want to write downstairs?¡± he casually moved his hands to his pockets. He wasn¡¯t even looking at me with his usual disgust. There was something different in his eyes as soon as he saw the panic in mine from having to go somewhere alone with him. I still couldn¡¯t speak. ¡°I think that would be wise,¡± said Kai, still rubbing my back. I was grabbing his knee so hard it would bruise tomorrow. ¡°Yeah¡yeah okay¡¡± I stood up and stumbled a bit. Jax and Kai were both staring at me as if I was an enigma. I probably was. ¡°I¡¯m just going to get my laptop¡¡± still in shock but functioning, I ran up the stairs to find the thing. Downstairs, Malin had entered. I heard her high-pitched voice and the low rumble of the boys. I came back down and awkwardly motioned Jax over toward the kitchen table. He was finding my anxious self very amusing, and the Jax from moments ago had disappeared again. We sat down on the barstools, and I nervously opened the laptop. This was the longest we had been near each other in years. I was bracing myself for the insults and the horrible feeling he could give me. Like I wasn¡¯t enough and never would be enough. I couldn¡¯t look him in the eyes as I started typing, even though he was staring at them rather intently, not blinking¡ªa thing Rainers sometimes did. Kai and Malin were on the couch watching some talent show, waiting for me to finish so we could start Iron Man. I caught Kai looking at me occasionally, trying to ask with his eyes if I was okay, but I wouldn¡¯t give him an answer. I needed to focus and get this over with quickly. I was a complete mess after a while from the nerves of having him near me, but at least I had almost finished the paper. ¡°Lux, look at me,¡± Jax said all of a sudden. It was barely a whisper. I looked over at Kai for support, but he hadn¡¯t heard and was chatting away to Malin about the trip he was doing next weekend to Big Bear. I stopped typing and kept looking at the screen, my breath hitching. He reached out to grab my arm, and I flinched away from him. ¡°Don¡¯t, just¡ please don¡¯t,¡± I breathily added. I looked at him then, and all I saw was concern, worry, and was that shame? No, it couldn¡¯t be¡ I just couldn¡¯t have him touch me. Being around him was hurting me enough; I didn¡¯t need physical contact. ¡°I would not hurt you, you know that, right?¡± he added casually, as if he hadn¡¯t hurt me every single miserable day for the last four years. Concern laced his entire face. He gave me the look he used to give me when I had been too harsh on the slip-and-slide and hurt my knees every time I did something more dangerous than I should have done. He used to give me so much crap about my tomboy side. Sometimes he acted like my father, trying to keep me safe always. Until he stopped keeping me safe at all¡ªstopped caring at all. I started laughing. Really laughing. So hard I couldn¡¯t breathe. Malin and Kai were by my side in a second. The hollowness that was the hole he had left inside me was growing with his presence, like he was taking up more of me with each second he was close. Like my body was screaming to get away from him before I became a balloon of air, with nothing else left inside me, and I would pop open all of the pain, all of the fear, of the last few years. All of this wasn¡¯t real, and it wasn¡¯t happening. I was out of breath from laughing and stood up. ¡°I need a sec.¡± I ran upstairs toward my bedroom, and I let the door fall shut behind me before I fell down on my bed and cried. I cried and cried as if I would never stop. As if this was the last time I could cry and had to drag everything out of me. It had been a while since I had sobbed like this, for him. I had been so proud of the new Lux, being so strong to have survived all of it. Sometimes it felt like I had PTSD from his rejection. Everything would always be laced with a slice of Jax, from my next step to my last breath. It would always be there, with each sunrise and each sunset. The ending of a lover and the beginning of a real-life nightmare. That he was my Dark Stalker of my day, and perhaps he was the Dark Stalker of my night as well. The door opened. I was on my side in the corner of my bed, holding my pillow and crying like a baby. The door closed again. When it opened once more a while later, footsteps came closer, and I felt a body crawl behind me in bed. I smelled the pine and sandalwood smell as it engulfed me. He pulled my body against his and hugged me from behind, whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I fell asleep like that, somehow safe. I woke up with a heavy arm over my stomach and warm breath on my neck. It was Kai. I stirred, and he stirred with me, but instead of letting me go, he grabbed me closer. ¡°Baby, you okay?¡± his voice croaked from sleep. ¡°You really worried me yesterday? And last night, you were literally crying in your sleep¡ it sounded like some really bad nightmare had found you.¡± I hadn¡¯t bothered telling him about my nightmares and the Dark Stalker yet. Nobody knew besides Jax and my therapist. It felt like the most personal thing about me, and even though I trusted him, I wasn¡¯t ready to show him that side of me yet. He cuddled my neck some more. Butterflies unleashed in my stomach suddenly. I couldn¡¯t help it; I had tried not to feel this great for anyone ever again, but it was beyond my control. When I thought back about yesterday, I cringed. I had just left them¡ left Jax¡ and ran upstairs and cried. I was worse than that test baby. Then he had seen firsthand how scary one of my nightmares could be. It had been the trailer park one; that one was always horrible. ¡°I¡¯m¡ fine¡¡± He kissed my neck. ¡°One day you will talk to me, baby. I know it¡¯s not today, but still¡ it kind of hurts.¡± I turned around and grabbed his hand, rubbing it soothingly. He was a good friend¡ more than a friend. Way more. ¡°Thank you, Kai¡¡± He kissed me softly. Eyes so small from sleep he looked like he was in pain, and dark hair sticking out on all sides. I had never woken up with him before. I had never woken up to him before now. ¡°For being here. You¡ never walk away. Thank you,¡± I added, throat heavy with tears again. A part of me was finally admitting that I was waiting for the moment he would walk out on me. Like Jax had done. That I had been pushing him away, but something had changed today. I could feel it. ¡°I will never walk away unless you force me¡¡± he said as if he could read my mind and kissed my nose tenderly, and I believed it. His words rang true because, for the first time in four years, I wasn¡¯t thinking about orange soda kisses anymore. Chapter 6 4 years ago I was flipping through his collection of Marvel comics, lying diagonally on his double bed. Not that I hadn¡¯t seen or read them all many times, but I was recalling that one issue he was missing, and I needed to make sure. It was his birthday next week, and I wanted to find that missing one and give it to him. He was on the floor, playing on the new Xbox he had installed in his room, cursing and yelling at the screen. The game wasn¡¯t going his way. ¡°Jaxie, relax, dude. It¡¯s not that serious.¡± I could touch his head from where I was lounging and ruffled his hair a bit. He was in a short-hair phase, and sometimes I missed that long mane of his. I¡¯d had some good times with that look. Especially that one time I made him look like Cinderella because he lost that bet with me at pool. I kept those pictures for blackmail purposes. He threw the controller away with a loud bang. ¡°Don¡¯t!¡± I yelled. ¡°You broke it!¡± I hated it when he was careless with stuff. My dad and I didn¡¯t agree on many things, but on the money front, we did. Since Mom died, we hadn¡¯t had much luck with finances, and we both worked really hard to make ends meet. I had to work at that donut shop every Saturday and Sunday just to be able to pay our monthly bills. Jax had lots of money. Maddox Skylar was an influential Rainer and had made a lot of it during his time on Earth as well. They never understood the struggle we had with money and probably never could. Jax snapped his head back and angrily stared at me. He¡¯d been a lot more broody and angsty lately; I called it his Rainer Puberty phase. Which he hated. I quickly closed the map with all of his comics, suddenly fearing he was going to rip them up in a fury-filled rage session. Two weeks ago, he had torn down all of his posters. His room was now an off-white, spot-ridden canvas where the posters used to be. ¡°Freckles, I swear to God, if you don¡¯t stop nagging, I¡¯m kicking your butt out of here!¡± He was dead serious. I sat up on my heels. ¡°As if you could.¡± I defiantly raised one brow. Support creative writers by reading their stories on Royal Road, not stolen versions. I knew I was testing the waters, but I just couldn¡¯t help myself. For all of his big talk, I was still his biggest weakness, and he knew it. Jax threw the map with all of his comics straight off the bed in one swoop of his lanky, tattooed arm. I yelped at the sound and scooted back towards the headboard of his bed. He grabbed my ankle and pulled. I screamed, but I also knew he would never hurt me, so it was all in good fun. He slammed his body on top of me and grabbed my arms, holding them over my head with just one of his hands to incapacitate me. I wriggled to get away. ¡°Get off of me, you sicko!¡± I tried to sound angry, but I was secretly loving it. He growled. ¡°I¡¯m telling you, Freckles, you¡¯re no¡ª¡± I surprised him by hooking my legs over his and carrying out the flip I had learned in our Krav Maga class. I smacked him on his back, and I was on top now, pinning him down. The surprise on his face was worth gold. I flipped my hair back and laughed so loud. Laughing sobs racked through my body. He was so shocked. ¡°What the fuck, Lulu, how¡ how¡?¡± his voice pitched up. ¡°I got some secrets.¡± I winked at him. ¡°No, you don¡¯t, we don¡¯t have secrets.¡± He said, all of a sudden back to being angry with me. He was a real-life Jekyll and Hyde these days, and he didn¡¯t even bother denying it. I¡¯d had enough of his flip-flopping attitude, so I tried to get up. He wasn¡¯t having it. He grabbed both my thighs and pinned me down on top of him. ¡°Nope¡ we don¡¯t have secrets. Do we?¡± he added, more firmly. ¡°Stop it. What¡¯s gotten into you?¡± I was also not feeling it anymore. The temperature had dropped some degrees. ¡°Let me go, Jax.¡± He shook his head. ¡°Not before you tell me what secret you have been keeping. Trust me, Lulu, I can read you like a book. What is it? Spill it¡ now.¡± I slapped his chest. ¡°You are not the boss of me. Secrets can be healthy, and of course, I can keep them to myself, Jax. I don¡¯t tell you everything!¡± Now he was truly angry. He grabbed me under my armpits and threw me off him. I hit the wall a little more roughly than I was used to with him. ¡°Then get out!¡± I was staring up at him in shock. ¡°What?¡± ¡°You heard me! Get out!¡± He was pacing around the room now. I was really not feeling Puberty Rainer Jax. I grabbed my purse and stormed out of there without even looking back at him. This was our first really big fight in all the years we had been best friends. I was crying by the time I made it downstairs. We didn¡¯t speak to each other for that entire week, and it was sickening to me. Just one week had made me physically ill. One evening I heard a tapping motion at my window, and I already knew it was him. I missed him so much that I didn¡¯t care anymore. So I let him in. That night he slept next to me in bed, what we used to do often back in the days we were kids, and the next day, everything was back to normal. Little did I know we had only five months left before that defining kiss in the treehouse that had literally changed my life. If I had known back then that all of it would go away and I would be going through four years of so much heartbreak, I couldn¡¯t even fathom the pain. I could even say that the end of that friendship, losing Jax Skylar, had hit me harder than the death of my own mother. I hated that it had¡ but it was the truth. If I had known that day what was about to come, I would have never let him kiss me. Chapter 7 Kai picked me up at nine; he drove this old pickup truck. My dad hated it, but there was not much he could say since Kai never brought me back a minute over curfew. Malin was in the back, chatting away about the rumors she¡¯d heard about Miro and Jenna Parkson. I tuned all of it out, and Kai noticed my absence in the conversation. He grabbed my hand and squeezed. His blue eyes sparkled with some hidden emotion I couldn¡¯t place. His thumb was rubbing my hand slowly. My belly was doing that low, hard flip again at the contact. I was grateful he was here to keep me sane tonight. ¡°It¡¯s going to be okay, baby. I¡¯m there. I¡¯m not letting anything happen to you, alright?¡± He raised his right eyebrow at me and kissed my knuckles leisurely. He didn¡¯t let go of my hand and let it rest in his for the entire ride. The Parksons lived in what I could only call a modern mansion. All-white walls with brown touches, very Hamptons meets L.A. We entered the mansion, and I ran headfirst into a hard chest. As I looked up, I looked straight into the blue eyes I had known for so long. Still as gorgeous as always. He was grabbing both of my upper arms pretty hard for some reason, and I was frozen in place until I snapped out of it. ¡°Sorry¡¡± I mumbled and sprang back straight into Kai, who wrapped his arms around me protectively. His pine and sandalwood scent engulfed me completely. Kai was becoming a new home. So different from the home I had with Jax, but I was starting to really appreciate it. He rubbed my arms in up-and-down motions, trying to calm me. Jax just stood there, saying nothing. Being a brood as always. I tried to step forward, but he blocked me again. ¡°Sorry, Elmrose, this is not your party tonight,¡± he said with his deep, gravelly voice, slightly accented. He was looking at me with eyes as cold as ice. No emotion. Nothing. Kai was breathing heavily against my back, his heartbeat pounding. ¡°You have no right to deny her anything, Skylar.¡± My ears were ringing. I just had to get out of there. I didn¡¯t hear what was said after Kai uttered those words. I just turned on my heels and ran back out. I kept on hauling ass out of there like my tail was on fire. I heard some shouting and saw Kai in the reflection of the car windows coming for me. ¡°Baby! Wait up!¡± he yelled, but I didn¡¯t care. My cheeks were already wet with tears. How could someone I loved for so long look at me with such disgust? Was I really that appalling? My chest hurt with that notion again. I just wanted my old life back. I felt so unloved it was making me dizzy. I had to stop for a second and placed my arms on the hood of a car, breathing in deeply. Crying like a baby. Kai was on me in a second. He turned me around, grabbed my face in both of his hands, and wiped my tears away. He had so much hurt in his eyes it shocked me. He was truly upset about this. He yanked me forward against his chest, and I froze up for a moment, but then I hugged him back. He relaxed all along my body and placed his chin on my head. I just cried. And cried. And hugged him closer, which he repaid by slowly rubbing up and down my back, whispering sweet nothings in my ear, kissing the top of my head tenderly. We stayed like that for a long time until I was done with crying but felt hollow and empty. I kept my face resting against his chest, my own hitching and falling with the aftershocks of my cryfest. He kissed the top of my head a few times and said something in Mons I couldn¡¯t understand. ¡°Baby¡¡± he sighed again and hugged me closer once more, kissing my nose softly. ¡°Thank you¡¡± I mumbled against his shirt. He showered me with small kisses; it made me weak inside. ¡°Let¡¯s go inside for a second.¡± Then I realized I had chosen his car to break down on. I nodded against his chest. He opened the back seat, and we both slid in. I was still hugging him, so I was on his lap now. I wasn¡¯t moving. Forever. It felt so good to be hugged like this. I was sitting sideways in his lap now. One arm was on my back, and the other was rubbing up and down on my legs. His mouth was placing long kisses on my forehead like he couldn¡¯t help himself. He needed to touch and kiss me. I was still numb, cheek against his chest. I felt his heart erratically beating. ¡°Mi Nomure¡¡± he whispered again. ¡°What does that mean¡¡± my voice was barely a whisper. ¡°It means a lot of things in my language. It¡¯s difficult to find a name for it in English, but it¡¯s a mix of ¡®baby¡¯ and ¡®sexy.¡¯¡± I snorted. He laughed, and his body shook with it. ¡°I¡¯m serious, though, baby¡¡± for the first time in a long time, I lifted my head, and my face instantly felt cold from lack of his body heat. I looked up at him, those ocean-blue eyes again. This time they were hooded a little bit. Mine probably looked puffy and red. At that moment, in that car, I felt something again. It had taken me years. But I felt like I could trust him. Like I cared for him and couldn¡¯t imagine not having him in my life. I cleared my throat, looked at my hands, and said, ¡°We were best friends for 14 years, and then he threw me out like I was nothing.¡± It was hard to say this out loud, having never really spoken it into the universe before. I felt Kai wince. ¡°How can anyone do this¡ to you, the kindest soul I have ever met.¡± His voice was a near whisper. His thumb caressed my cheeks and lips, eyes lingering on my lips. A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation. ¡°I¡ I¡ loved him¡¡± it was the first time I actually had said that out loud. Kai grabbed my chin and made me look up into his eyes. He scooted lower on the bench, placing his feet on the middle console, making me slide up higher, almost at eye level. ¡°Is there anything else that he did to you? Because I¡¯m about to go out there and kill him. And those arrogant brothers as well. And that will decide the amount of pain I¡¯m going to inflict.¡± His voice was a low whisper, menacing, laced with something more. Something darker. I believed he truly would hurt Jax, and I was still not comfortable with thinking about that, even though I had murdered him in my mind many times. ¡°He¡ he¡ was disgusted with me¡¡± It was difficult to talk about again; tears were forming, and my voice was acting up. ¡°How in the world is that even possible?¡± was Kai¡¯s response. I began fidgeting with one of the buttons on his shirt. ¡°He kissed me and told everyone that I¡ªfor a human girl¡ªsmelled more like garbage than anyone he has ever kissed¡¡± a lone tear slid down. I felt it drop onto my cleavage and roll down my top. It stayed silent for a moment, and I knew it. Kai couldn¡¯t lie to me and tell me I didn¡¯t smell. My heart was starting to break a little again. Not him as well. As I was about to look up again and tell him it was alright and that he shouldn¡¯t lie to me, he made this low growling sound and grabbed my face. ¡°Fuck this¡¡± he found my lips and kissed me, long and slow, asking permission. When I gave him permission, his tongue took its time. I felt my body weaken and mold to his. He grabbed my legs and placed them on either side of him. I kissed him back, hard, needing. He was amazing. One arm was under my butt, his other had my neck in a headlock. ¡°Baby¡¡± he whispered between long kisses. ¡°You taste better than anyone I have ever kissed¡¡± That made me kiss him even harder. My hands roamed his chest. I needed him so badly that I felt a need to crawl into his torso to be closer. Like I could never be close enough. I let my hands wander around his chest, under his shirt, and his breathing hitched. ¡°If you keep wriggling and touching me like that, I can¡¯t stop in a moment, sexy¡¡± his voice was such a deep haze from his usual voice. I looked up; his eyes were nearly entirely dark and hooded. ¡°Fuck¡¡± he whispered again and started kissing me with more passion. ¡°We need to stop¡ I¡¯m about to¡ª¡± I already had an idea what he was about to do. I wanted him so bad right now. I didn¡¯t care where we were. ¡°Please¡¡± I said again. He was breathing so hard I thought he was going to pass out. ¡°Don¡¯t say it¡¡± he pleaded, moaning, his hand kneading my breasts, his actions so needy I doubted he was going to walk away. Good. ¡°Please¡ Kai¡¡± I moaned his name again, and that was it. He was ripping my pants off in one swift motion. God¡ that Rainer strength. I was seeing red, purple, and green; I was not myself. I was lost in Kai, and he seemed to be so lost in me he was a panting phantom of himself. As he was pulling his pants down with a moan, a hard sound came from my right, and a wave of cold air hit us hard. The car door was opened, and Jax was standing there with a murderous expression on his face. Underneath me, Kai tensed and seemed to snap out of his haze. I was mortified. Completely and utterly mortified. I searched for my pants and was still getting them on when I was being dragged out of the car by my upper arms. Kai was scrambling behind me, yelling and cursing, but the only thing I heard was a loud ringing in my ears. ¡°Stop, let me go, Jax! Let me go! Kai!¡± He was so angry I felt the heatwaves of pure hatred radiating off Jax. ¡°You are hurting me, stop!¡± he was holding on to my arm so hard I felt it in my bones. Kai was still behind me, trying to catch up to us, but Jax was moving unnaturally fast. Really unnaturally fast. Tears sprang from my eyes again; I didn¡¯t realize I had any left tonight, but here they were. Jax glanced right into my eyes, and I saw the worry in them. So he loosened his grip a little, which made me stumble over my feet because of the lack of balance that caused, and I crashed hard on the left side of my body. My forehead hit a car¡¯s side mirror. I saw dots and stripes, and then I smelled Kai again. Kai on my right, Jax on my left. Yelling at each other like two manatees. ¡°Are you okay, baby¡?¡± Kai said between curses, his voice laced with worry. He was grabbing my face just as Jax clocked him straight in the jaw. I screamed. They started fighting in the middle of the street, and it was ugly. They were not holding back at all. I had no clue why we were the only ones out there, but there literally was no one else around to help. So I jumped up and threw myself right in the middle of them. They had such ferocious looks on their faces that they even started scaring me now. I was pushed hard between them and felt like a ragdoll being tumbled around. ¡°Get out of here, Lulu!¡± Jax tried reaching around me to get to Kai, but I felt such anger boiling up I couldn¡¯t contain myself. I hit him with my clenched fist, so hard on his jaw that he cringed down in pain. For a moment, I felt nothing but pure gloating, and then my hand hurt like a bitch. I probably broke it. But seeing how much pain he was in, it was worth it. So worth it. Kai was on me in an instant, hugging me and pulling me away from Jax. He kissed my forehead. ¡°Are you okay, baby?¡± he tried to grab my hand, but I flinched. It definitely was broken. I was not able to move my fingers. Behind me, Jax was getting up again, a bruise already showing around his eye. ¡°Lulu, you need to come with me. We need to talk.¡± He was out of breath, and the words came out weird. ¡°Don¡¯t call me that¡ you haven¡¯t said two words to me in four years! I¡¯m not coming anywhere with you, ever!¡± Kai was still rubbing my back and walking me back to the car. ¡°I swear to god, Kai, if you touch her again, you are dead! I will kill you!¡± he yelled at us. I was so shocked by all of this I couldn¡¯t even comprehend tonight. So I turned around again, not done with this asshole at all. ¡°Why are you even here, Jax? You have no business in my life anymore. You don¡¯t get to tell me what to do!¡± my voice was hoarse from all the crying, screaming, and from being so damn turned on. If Jax hadn¡¯t stopped us, I was pretty damn sure what would have happened. ¡°I can if you are fucking a Rainer in the back of a car!¡± he growled at me. ¡°Fuck you, Jax!¡± I growled even harder back. ¡°Who I fuck or don¡¯t fuck is none of your business.¡± Kai was awfully quiet as we stepped into his car again. We drove in silence for a while, my hand and my forehead aching. My entire body was pounding, still, a need that I had never felt before coursing through my veins. ¡°I¡¯m sorry¡¡± he whispered as we neared my home. ¡°For what? For hitting him, he deserved every punch.¡± ¡°That and for¡ nearly having you in the back of this car. You deserve better than that, and therefore, I¡¯m sorry, baby.¡± He sighed and kissed my nose. ¡°I just couldn¡¯t control myself. I should have known better. I¡¯m really sorry.¡± I grabbed his hand and squeezed. ¡°Don¡¯t worry about that. I felt better than I have in a long, long time. Thank you for that.¡± I kissed him. He grabbed my face and let his tongue wander over my lips. We started to literally devour each other again. He pulled back with a gasp and adjusted his pants. ¡°I think we need to go home and just¡ I don¡¯t know. Not tonight.¡± I raised an eyebrow at him. My blood buzzed with lust. I could only imagine, by the erection in his pants, what he must be feeling. He saw me looking. ¡°Trust me, I would in a heartbeat¡ªdon¡¯t look at me like that with those goddamn Bambi eyes¡ªI would¡¡± I laughed and winced when I felt my face and hand contracting at the motion. ¡°Put some ice on that.¡± He motioned for me to go. ¡°I¡¯ll talk to you tomorrow, alright?¡± ¡°Goodnight, Kai.¡± I smiled and did as he said. Even though my hand felt broken and my forehead was a mess, I had no visit from the Dark Stalker that night for the first time in a very long time. Chapter 8 The rain and wind were slapping at my face as I came home with a load of groceries. There was a storm brewing, and the air already smelled like one. My mind went to last night when Ethan and I were at the Trailer Park Dream. It always scared me how suddenly the Dark Stranger found me there. In other dreams, I had time, sometimes lots of time, but in that one, he would always just be there. No matter how many times we tried to change our routine, I always ended up gutted, hanging from the ceiling of that stinky old trailer. I usually did the shopping for Dad and took care of the meal preps for seven days in a row. Ever since our mom died, I¡¯d taken it upon myself to take care of us. Next door, the twins were loudly playing some R&B music. Jax was probably giving them hell for it. He always hated it when they were obnoxiously loud. Suddenly, the music stopped. Jax probably got to them. The wind also died, and the rain ended as if someone had pulled the plug on it too. Kai was coming over for dinner, and I saw him pull up just now. I was making enchiladas, and Kai had been salivating over the prospect of them all week. We saw each other more and more each day, and ever since that party, we had become this unofficial item. We hadn¡¯t put a label on it yet, but we were together. ¡°Just in time!¡± I bellowed as I dragged the last of the seven grocery bags out of the old rusty station wagon. Dad was out of town with the Honda, so I was stuck with this one for the week. It did its job, so that was all that mattered anyway. A flashback of me and Jax joyriding in it when we were way too young came back in a wave of nostalgia. The car still had a little dent in the front from where we hit that trash can in front of the Miller house. Kai was staring at the sky with a forlorn expression on his face. His dark brows were drawn together in worry. ¡°Kai? Did you hear me?¡± He was inching closer, still looking skyward, and his left hand stretched forward to silence me. The door of the Skylars¡¯ house slammed open with a loud bang. I saw the twins and Jax step out frantically, looking upward too. ¡°Kai, what¡¯s happening?¡± I looked but saw nothing but gray skies with dark thunderclouds rolling in. Panic was creeping up my spine without probable cause. My senses picked up on a weird vibe. Something was wrong when all the Rainers were on high alert. You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author. Kai ran to me and grabbed my hand. ¡°Babe, I need you to listen to me now.¡± Panic was in his eyes, his posture, his entire being. Something was wrong. Very wrong. ¡°You¡¯re scaring me¡¡± I grabbed his side and came in closer for a hug while looking into his eyes. He kissed my nose. ¡°I had no idea¡ I had no idea¡¡± he mumbled. I heard footsteps running toward us and felt a hand on my lower back. ¡°Freckles, you need to come with us. NOW!¡± It was Jax, his voice laced with worry as well. Freckles? ¡°You have a pod?¡± Kai asked. Jax nodded. Both were ready for a fight, breathing heavily through their noses. ¡°A pod?¡± I asked like they were crazy. ¡°Why?¡± ¡°For how many?¡± Kai ignored me but grabbed me harder. It was almost painful. ¡°Five.¡± Jax motioned impatiently for the twins to get going toward the shed. Kai and he were having a silent conversation and even started talking in Mons for a few seconds. Jax nodded. ¡°Let¡¯s go, then,¡± added Kai solemnly. He grabbed my face and kissed my nose again before dragging me behind him, Jax taking the lead. ¡°My groceries!¡± I yelled. They were still sitting in the driveway for anyone to just run off with. They were now rushing, and I was dragged with them, stumbling over my own two feet. My red All-Stars slipped on the wet curb. When we got to their garden shed, I saw something I couldn¡¯t even believe. There was a silver spaceship, looking like a giant, sleek Tesla with wings. Miro was already behind the wheel, his twin beside him. Jax threw open the passenger door and pushed me in. Kai was on the other side, quickly stepping into the vehicle. Panic was now consuming me, eating me alive. Why would we be joining my arch-enemies? Kai and I hated them with a passion. ¡°Kai¡¡± I sobbed, feeling the nerves from everyone, which made me cry. Jax scooted in beside me and slammed the door. ¡°Go, go, go!¡± he yelled at Miro, and his brother slammed the pedal. The thing took off like a bat out of hell. I was holding onto Kai¡¯s arm so hard, sweat beading down my brow. He pried my fingers off one by one and grabbed my face. He kissed me lightly on the lips. ¡°You¡¯re going to be fine, you hear me¡ it¡¯s going to be difficult, but you are strong, baby!¡± He had tears in his eyes. I tried to look outside the window, but he wouldn¡¯t let me. ¡°No¡ just look at me. Look me in my eyes¡¡± I felt like something really bad was happening to me. But I couldn¡¯t align this with Kai. He would never let that happen. Never. But then again, I never saw Jax¡¯s betrayal coming. Kai glanced over my shoulder at Jax and nodded. The next thing I felt was a cold, sharp pain in my neck as Jax stuck a needle in it. ¡°Kai¡ what the fuck¡!¡± I cried out as if he had just stabbed me. In the back. ¡°Baby, you trust me, right?¡± I was trying to get out of his grip now. He was not my friend. Nothing made sense, and everything was fading around me, like I was in a vortex and only Kai was still in focus. The struggle became more difficult because my limbs were becoming weak. Jax had drugged me with something. ¡°I will never forgive¡¡± were the last words I said before everything faded to black. Chapter 9