BOOK FOUR in The WSU Series
Elizabeth Young -
I've always wanted the star-crossed lovers type of relationship - who knew I would actually get it?
They say the line between Love and Hate is very thin, one I don't intend to experience. I could never l...
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"You're fucking married."
"Yes, I am," I fake a smile as I glance at Angela who is grinning from ear to ear. "Thank you for coming," I say as I grip her hand to show some comfort. But in truth it's comforting me more than her because of my plans going ahead— I'm getting on a flight to Norway, and from there I'll head to Switzerland. My father won't ever be able to find me, and neither will Kian. I'll leave the second he falls asleep. No one knows, it's a risk if I tell any of my friends because anyone could be listening. I can't push my luck, I tried running once before— Kian ended up finding me, I didn't put up a fightback then, but I will now. This isn't the life I wanted, and I sure as hell won't be kept in a fucking apartment while Kian was out doing god knows.
Him and our fathers think they are so clever holding the ceremony during our winter break. I won't be going back to Pullman, and honestly, I don't know how I feel about it. I can't call it home, not really, despite it being more of a home to me than New York. Shit, Kian really made me hate this city.
"You know," Angela comments grabbing my attention once again, "when Kian asked to be tutored, I never would have guessed it'd lead the two of you to marriage," she states with a laugh. My gaze travels the room as I watch Ele and Roma slow dance to the music, I noticed Hayden and Liv have snuck off somewhere. Whereas Em and Alex are currently preoccupied with the buffet. "I'm going to get a refill, do you want one?" Angela asks as she stands, I glance down at my full glass of champagne and shake my head, "it's okay," I say quietly as I watch her walk away. A part of me wants to yell, ask her to come back just so I could give her one hug. Thank her for being there for me, even when I made it hard.
"I've been waiting for her to leave for the past ten minutes," I close my eyes as I take a deep breath. When I open them and look to my right, Kai slides into the empty seat next to me. God, he looks like his brother. He smiles as he takes the glass filled with alcohol in front of me and downs it in one. "Jesus," he hisses as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Was never a fan of champagne," he comments as his attention returns to me.
"What do you want, Kai?" He a clone of Kian, I've never been alone with him for more than five minutes, and I wouldn't wish to. According to his brother, Kai's being reckless— fuck knows what that means in their world. "I just wanted to talk to my sister-in-law," he replies with a smile, I sometimes wonder how Kai isn't older than me, because sometimes I refuse to believe he's nineteen. He definitely doesn't act it.
"What's my brother hiding?" He asks after he realizes I wasn't going to hold small talk. "What do you mean?" I question with a smile, "you're not stupid, Lizzie. My brother and my father are hiding something," he states with harshness. When I don't respond he leans in closer, his chest pressed against my side, "I'll ask again," he whispers as he edges closer towards me. If anyone were to look questions would be raised, "they are keeping shit private, shit that involves me. What is it?"
