Forbidden Love

Chapter 8: The Stolen Necklace

"Ryan, are you sure you wanna go back home? You could lie down on my bed for a while if you want, I won't-"

"It's okay Lydia, thanks for everything, well except for making me listen to that awful love-story where he kisses her and a man caught them...."

"Uh, I barely finished a chapter and that scene never really happened although I read on the internet about the author's decision to-"

"Bye Lydia!" cried Ryan as he ran out of the house. I giggled. Gosh, how can you not be fond of him? But I was kind of worried about him. He was having a nightmare....he was screaming, I just hope he's okay.

Suddenly, my phone started buzzing.

'Please, for the love of God, let it be Mom...' I thought as I grabbed my phone but then I led out a deep sigh of disappointment when I found out that it wasn't her...

"Hey Willow, what's up?" I asked.

"Girl, is that the only thing you gotta say to your bitch after all these days?!" cried Willow from the other line. I rolled my eyes in ignorance.

"Haha, funny that you're screaming when I should be doing that..." I commented.

"Okay listen, my uncle just gifted me free tickets to one of his private clubs in the country!"

"Wait, but we're just 17...we can't enter clubs unless we're 18!"

"Who gives a fuck about that, Lydia?"

"Uh, clearly, I do!"

"I don't care, we're going to that club tonight and that's it."

"But-"

"No buts or ifs. You're coming with me and Danielle."

"Wait, I thought Danielle is sick?"

"You know that bitch, always faking sickness to bunk school."

I rolled my eyes at Willow's casual response. God, I don't know why I have such careless best friends....

"Fine, I'll come but just so you know, there is NO WAY I'm drinking, smoking, having sex and all those illegal things you and Danielle do."

"FYI Lydia, we're still virgins!"

"Whatever, pick me up at 9."

"Bye bitch!"

I immediately disconnected the call. Okay, I might have a clue of what you think of my best friends. I agree that they can sometimes be a pain in the ass and act like bad chicks but trust me, they're just doing so to live their teenage life completely. They don't want to regret not doing all these crazy stuff in the future.

Gosh, can you believe it? I'm going to a club with two of my best friends who are despicably uncontrollable, and I repeat, UNCONTROLLABLE. I started going through my overflowing closet to find a glossy black tight with a sparkly red tee. Now, I just need a dangling pair of earrings, a gorgeous pair of black boots and a black purse to keep my phone, house keys, chewing gum and lip gloss. That's right, I never leave the house without these four things. They're like the most essential things you need when you're not at home!

Now that I was ready and it wasn't even close to 9, I guess I'm stuck studying my common cores for awhile. After all, living 2 days without your parents, it's a big deal... That reminded me of something I was trying hard to forget; The Golden Lords, Dad is the leader, I'm the heir, I'm basically part of a criminal organization and no one, I mean it, NO ONE except for me, knows about this. And of course, the person who sent me the letter. Huh, now I wonder who sent that letter in the first place. I'm just relieved that there's no stalky black SUV car after me anymore. That day was like the creepiest day ever!