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Beauty and the Bad By Aubrey Wolfe Characters: 20103

Updated: 2019-04-11 23:30


I avoided my mother all weekend, too afraid that she would see that I was trying to hide something, and know right away that I broke her house rules. It worked in my favor; she was in her bedroom most of the weekend, slaving over paperwork for the new law firm.

Come Monday, I have a new sense of confidence. The events from the party on Saturday kept me up every night since, mostly because I can't stop thinking about kissing Reece.

My first kiss.

I still can't believe I had my first kiss, and with someone as hot as Reece Hawken. I almost had my first kiss with Ethan moments before, and I'm still unsure how I feel about that. I like him, but the more I thought over the weekend about how he kind of ditched me, the more upset I became.

Sissy and Logan are at the front door to greet me like usual, still talking about the party, with Sissy apologizing for getting too hammered. When we stop at my locker, I notice Athena a little bit down the hall.

Our eyes connect for a few seconds, before she quickly looks away and rushes down the hallway. I frown as I watch her walk away, but it drops when I spot Ethan across the hall. He looks at me with somber eyes, and immediately walks over.

"Hey, Haley, can we talk for a second?" he asks, looking towards Logan and Sissy. They put their hands up and back away, winking and grinning at me as they leave. I roll my eyes at them before I turn to face Ethan.

"Look, before you say anything, I just want to say I'm really sorry about ditching you at the party on Saturday, it was a dick move."

"Yeah, it kind of was, " I mutter, though I don't feel as angry about it anymore.

If he had come back, there's a chance I never would have went out into the water, and ran into Reece.

It wasn't a coincidence he was there.

The small voice in the back of my head nagged me. I try to ignore it and focus on Ethan, but my mind keeps drifting back to Reece.

"I know, and I'm sorry. Those guys you saw, they aren't good people. Our families know each other, and they like to harass those who they think are below them. I wanted to get them away from the party, and it got a little out of hand."

"Wait, what do you mean, 'out of hand'?" I ask.

He shakes his head and smiles. "Don't worry about it, but let me make it up to you. Can I take you out to dinner some time?" he asks and grins at me, looking extremely adorable. I try my best not to smile, but fail miserably.

"I guess you can try and make it up to me, " I say, biting my tongue after. Do I really want to go out to dinner with him? Like I said before, I like Ethan.

But, should I really date someone, while constantly thinking of someone else? Especially, someone it seems he doesn't like too much.

Ethan is already cheering slightly and pulling his phone out to grab my number. I type it in with numb fingers and hand it back with a tight smile.

"I'll text you when I have a free night, " he says and rushes off down the hall just as the warning bell rings. I turn back to my locker, my head once again swarming with thoughts, and grab my books.

I go through the day almost like a robot; there, but not really present. I keep thinking about Reece, and then Ethan, and then Athena, her warning. It's a constant loop I can't seem to end. Logan and Sissy are caught up in conversation about a new fashion show coming to Newcastle, they barely notice I'm spaced out the entire lunch, staring straight at Athena's table.

There is more to her than I thought.

***

When the final bell rings, I'm in no rush to get to the parking lot and see my mother. I still feel guilty for lying to her, when she already has so much on her plate. She probably doesn't need her teenage daughter rebelling.

But I finally have the chance to experience life, as someone else. Live a new life, the one I always wanted, but was too afraid to chase. That doesn't make the guilty feeling any better, however.

I walk blindly through the halls, not even looking for Logan and Sissy to say good-bye, and head straight for the parking lot, forgetting my locker and books. I'm going to need all the distractions I can take tonight, and studying is always the best and worst remedy for that.

I'm so lost in thought, I barely hear the car horn blaring at me as a sleek, black car pulls up in front of me. I wait for the window to roll down and see Ethan, but instead the driver door opens; and Reece Hawken's steps out.

Dressed in a black leather jacket, black fitting shirt, and tight dark jeans, paired with a set of black timberland boots. I have never seen a man look so mouthwatering, wearing all black. He walks around his car and leans against the passenger side, shoving his hands in his pockets, dark shades covering his golden eyes.

"We have to stop running into each other like this, " he says, smirking.

I lift a brow at him. "Something tells me this isn't coincidental."

Reece lets out a soft laugh, rubbing his chin. My heart does back-flips in my chest, just at the sound of his voice.

"You might be onto something there."

I bite my lip, trying to keep my eyes focused on his, but it's nearly impossible not to let them roam all over him. It should be illegal to be this good looking.

"So, what are you doing here?" I ask.

Reece pushes himself off the car and takes a few steps closer. I'm brought back to when we were on the beach. I shake my head before the memory of the kiss can come back, knowing the moment I think about it, my cheeks will heat up and I won't be able to look at him.

"I asked if I could see you again, " he says. "Do you remember what you said?" he adds with a slight grin.

"I said, 'if you really want to', " I mutter, trying so hard to keep the heat from my face, as he gave me no choice but to remember our kiss.

He takes another step closer. "Well, I really wanted too. So, here I am."

My heart starts racing faster, which I didn't think was possible. He removes his shades, and his honey brown eyes envelope me the instant I look into them, smoldering me until I feel like jell-o.

What is this man doing to me?

"What are you doing tonight?" Reece asks, shocking me out of my thoughts.

"Uh, nothing, I don't think, " I mutter.

"Come out with me." He doesn't exactly ask.

"I don't think my mom will allow it, as lame as that sounds, she's pretty protective ever since we moved here, " I say and bite my lip, regretting saying it the instant the words leave my mouth. I sound like such a loser.

Reece just smiles at me.

"Never snuck out before?" he asks, his smile widening to a mischievous grin.

"To be honest, not really, " I answer truthfully. I don't think about it, either. Some part of me doesn't want to lie to him, doesn't want to hide who I really am. Which is a girl that studies during the week and doesn't stay out past curfew.

"Never too late to start."

I bite my lip, thinking over the temptation. I realize then, that I haven't seen my mother. I quickly pull my phone out and see I got a message from her – saying she is once again staying late, and won't be able to pick me up.

Reece peeks over and glances at the message, another grin spreading across his face. "Why don't you think about it while I drive you home?" he asks, and turns around to open the passenger door before I say anything.

Seeing no other option, I clutch my books to my chest and slide into the smooth leather seat. Reece closes the door and rushes to the driver's side, pressing a button by the steering wheel. The car roars to life, almost purring. I have never been attracted to the sound of a car, until now.

"What kind of car is this?" I ask.

Reece smiles. "2019 Subaru BRZ, one of their newest models, with a little improvement, " he says with a wink, before quickly peeling out of the parking lot. Students stop and stare, some even gawk, as he rolls by. I don't blame them; I feel like a celebrity sitting in this car.

"So, where am I going?" he asks. I bite my lip again, wondering if I should lie to him too.

You don't want too.

I try and hush the small voice, but it continues to nag me. It's true, like I felt before, some part of me doesn't want to lie to him.

That part of me wins, and I give him my real address. He flashes me a heart stopping smile, before focusing on the road. I take the opportunity to really look at him. In the light, his eyes are an even lighter color of brown, contrasting perfectly with his dark hair and tanned skin.

His cheek bones are high, his chin chiseled, Michelangelo himself would want to sculpt this man. He is that gorgeous. So gorgeous, I can't believe I'm sitting in his car next to him. What does this guy see in me? Why does he want me?

There is nothing extraordinary about my brown hair and dull blue eyes. They don't shine in the light or glow in the dark, and even my hair has no style, along with my wardrobe.

What does he see in me?

I quickly look out the window when I see his eyes shift from the road, realizing I have also been staring for a long time.

Like before, the driveway is empty when I arrive home, no sign of my mother. I let out a small breath of relief and turn to Reece, who is already staring back at me.

"So, did you think about it?" he asks. It takes me a second to remember what he is talking about; sneaking out tonight.

"Where would we be going?"

He shrugs. "A place I like going a lot, take my mind off things and let loose, thought you might like it."

As vague as his response is, it gets my heart beating and excitement stirs in my stomach. A night out with Reece? Regardless of where it is, I think I would enjoy hanging out with him no matter the location.

Athena's warning echoes in my mind once again, making me second guess my response. So far, nothing bad has happened, but I've only spent a few hours at most with him, and even though I made the bold decision to give him my first kiss, I no longer have that drunken courage.

"Okay, I'll see what I can do." My mouth moves f

or me, and form the words without permission from my brain. He flashes me another heart stopping grin, putting the car in park and hopping out to open the door for me.

"Be ready and outside at 8:00PM, " he says, pushing his phone towards me to enter my number. I type it in, my fingers trembling. All I can think about is my mother, and praying to the heavens that she has to work late tonight.

I hand Reece back his phone, and wait for him to step back. But he doesn't move, leaving me trapped between the car and his chiseled chest. I look up slowly, afraid to meet his eyes, knowing now it is inevitable not to get lost in them.

He lifts a hand and slowly trails his fingertips down my cheek, his eyes never leaving mine, their color burning through me.

"I'll see you soon, Haley." He pulls his hand away and moves around the car in one swift movement, already getting in the passenger seat before I comprehend what just happened. I stand numbly on the sidewalk as he pulls away, before the realization hits me like a ton of bricks.

How the hell does he know my name?

***

My mother doesn't end up coming home until an hour after I get off school. She rushes in the house, apologizing and saying she will get dinner started, but I'm already holding a plate of take-out pizza, with a few slices left for her in the box.

"You ordered take-out?" she asks, a small frown on her face.

"It's alright, I figured you would be tired after work and wouldn't want to stand over the stove. Besides, we haven't had take-out in a long time, and food at school isn't that expensive, " I say, trying to smile reassuringly at her.

She gives me a tired smile back, telling me I'm right; she's exhausted.

I finish my slice quickly and rush back up to my room to check my phone, and pick something to wear. At least this time, I can settle for something a little more mediocre, than the outfit Sissy gave me. I doubt he is taking me to another party, or somewhere fancy.

After I pick out a decent outfit, I sit on my bed and try to figure out how I'm going to sneak out of the house. It doesn't look like my mother is going anywhere for the night, at least right now. I can pray all I want on a miracle that she will be called in, but that's a waste of time right now.

I contemplate texting Logan and Sissy, asking them for tips or good techniques, seeing as most of the houses in this side of town seemed to be designed almost exactly the same. But that would just make them ask questions, and after what Athena and now Ethan have said, I don't know how everyone else seems to feel about Reece Hawken, and his brothers.

Though, Logan and Sissy don't really like Ethan and Athena. That means, there's a chance they don't mind Reece and his brother's.

They're thugs.

Ethan's voice rings in my head. What did he mean by 'thugs'? Did he mean criminals? Or just mean people? The way Athena warned me, she also made it seem like Reece is dangerous.

But why?

Maybe I'll find out tonight. If that's the case, do I really want to find out?

I close my eyes and fall back against my bed. I can't seem to get a moment of silence, away from wandering, pressuring thoughts. These thoughts are also distracting me from the main priority; figuring out how I'm going to sneak out tonight.

I cover my face with my hands, trying to suppress a groan, when my mother knocks on my door.

"Honey, you awake?" she asks, still knocking as she opens the door. I fight the urge to roll my eyes at her, even though they're covered, and sit up to smile at her instead.

"Yeah, what's up, mom?"

She gives me the same tired smile from before.

"I have bad news, I was just called back into the office, they want me there in an hour, " she says and comes to sit down on my bed. "Look, I'm really sorry I wasn't there today to pick you up from school, and to cook dinner. I know this job has been keeping me busy from the very start, and I want to know how you're doing, " she says, placing a hand over mind and giving me a gentle, but still exhausted looking smile.

I squeeze her hand, giving her a small smile back. "I'm okay mom, I'm just glad you're doing something you want to do, even though I'm still not sure how I feel about your job, I'm happy for you."

A small tear trickles down her cheek. "Thank you, Chloe."

I give her a shocked look, but she just laughs and rolls her eyes.

"I don't care, you will always be my little Cho-Bug, no matter what anyone says." She continues to laugh and wraps an arm around me in a hug. I roll my eyes at her ridiculous kid name she gave me when I was a toddler, which followed me well into my teenage years it seems.

We hug for a few more seconds, before she composes herself and runs off to get ready, not before she promises to make something for me to eat for breakfast tomorrow morning, since she will likely be out all night.

I cheer a little inside when she says that.

My praying paid off! It's a miracle, I once again don't have to sneak out. Though, it will probably just add to the guilt I still already care with me from the first time. But one thought of a night out with Reece, and the guilt is temporarily wiped. Once my mother's car leaves, I quickly take a shower and do my make-up.

A half-hour before Reece said he would pick me up, I peek out my front window, terrified my mother is going to come home early, until I see a familiar black car pull up to the curb out front.

My heart flips in my chest and I have to take a few seconds at the door to compose myself before I walk out. Reece is already outside the car waiting for me, a worried look on his face. But it's quickly wiped when he sees me walk out the front door, and I almost think I imagined it.

"Either you lied to me, or you have great beginner's luck. I've never seen anyone sneak out the front door when they try and break out, " he teases and opens the door for me again.

"I have some sort of luck, my mother is gone for the night, " I say and toss him a sly grin before I hop in the seat. I catch a glimpse of Reece's grin when he closes the door and rounds the car, but it's replaced with a matching sly smirk when he gets in.

"You ready for tonight?" he asks, then looks down at what I'm wearing. I tried to wear something nice, but not flashy, like the night before. A simple white tank top with a ruffle design around the top of the shirt, a beige spring jacket, skinny jeans and boots. Simple enough, right?

The way Reece is looking at me tells me otherwise. I can't tell if the look is good, or bad, until his tongue comes out to dart over his bottom lip, and his eyes glaze over. He closes his eyes and looks away, focusing his eyes on the road.

"You look too good in that, " he finally says, not looking at me, barely even blinking. I frown and look back down at my outfit.

"Is that a bad thing? I can go and change, " I mutter, trailing off quietly and plucking at my shirt.

Reece puts a hand over my leg, and I notice then that he has something on the back of his hand, sticking out from under the sleeve of his leather jacket. It looks like black ink; a tattoo? The first night I met him, it was too dark to see, and he has worn a jacket ever since, but I never considered if he did have any tattoos.

"Don't, " is all he says. He grasps the hand that's tugging at my shirt, and brings it up to his lips, to kiss the back of my palm. "I'm just worried I won't be able to keep my hands off you." He turns the car on and takes off, sending me flying back into my seat slightly, not giving me the chance to comment on what he said.

I wasn't going to, anyway. I'm much too embarrassed to say anything back to that, the butterflies dancing in my stomach too much for me to even think of a response. I thought my outfit might be a little too plain for him, but I guess I was wrong.

If he can't control himself when I'm dressed like this, how would he be if he ever saw me naked?

I try and will the thoughts and images away, feeling the heat creep not only to my cheeks, but my whole face. Thank god it's dark in here.

I look out the car window, my fingers still entwined with Reece's, as we drive peacefully through the streets, the lights of the city guiding us. This is my first time being in the city, I want to soak up as much of it as I can. I also have a feeling it's a lot prettier at night.

I can see Reece glance at me from the corner of my eye. "This your first-time seeing Newcastle?" he asks.

I turn to him and nod. "I haven't had the chance to get out and see the whole city since I moved here."

"Where did you move from?"

I bite my lip, remembering back at the beach when he mentioned the game 20 questions, but I hold my tongue. "Brisbane, my mother and I moved here together."

"Why did you move?"

I give him a small smirk. "Needed a change of pace, " I repeat what he said to me when I asked why he had moved from Britain. Reece grins and lets out a low chuckle, but doesn't say anything. I look out the window, and see that we're in the heart of the city now, but there aren't many people around.

We start turning down even more vacant streets, until I feel it. The pounding of a bass. From the feel of it, not too far away. We turn down a few more streets, the sound getting louder and clearer, until we pull down a brightly lit street – littered with supped up cars.

Every kind of sport and race car you could think of, is lined up on either side of the street, some with their hoods open, some with LED neon lights, flashing under and in their cars. There are large speakers set up on one side of the street, with a guy behind a set-up table, with a mix-tape and DJ set in front of him.

"Where in the world are we?" I ask, not able to take my eyes off the colorful, beautiful looking cars; and people.

Reece just flashes a grin at me, and pulls to the end of the parked cars. That's when I see it. A painted on line, that says 'start'

He brought me to an illegal street car race.

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