Uninviting Parties
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The mansion was completely crowded by ten pm. Bella, Tory and I had killed time by watching movies in our theatre room while the boys did god knows what. I trusted Mikhail to keep them in check because if he wasn't there, Gabriel would probably influence them to do something illegal like he always did with Sebastian. The sole source of the little spike of rebellion in Sebastian could only be blamed on Gabriel. Even though he was older than Gabriel by a year and a half, he was unintentionally letting himself be influenced. I had no power to stop that, so I let Mikhail handle them both.
Let God bless Mikhails soul, otherwise Gabriel would probably be in jail now for vandalism and illegal street racing.
After I have received my warning from Gabriel who not so nicely demanded I stay locked up in my room, I decided I was not going to listen to him. He might have been right, Bella and I are not suited for a college party and especially because this wasn't an ordinary mansion party. This was no ordinary mansion, I would rather call it a palace. And because Gabriel is so popular he probably knew the whole of our area and more, most of his old high school friends too. Inviting them all just because he can wouldn't be put pass him. Sometimes I truly wondered why my brother was so different from the rest of my family. I couldn't complain because I loved him for him but sometimes he was a huge pain in the ass. And that's putting it gently.
Tory had long gone down to have a good time, while I sat in misery contemplating if defying my brothers were such a good idea. Disobeying rules were easier said than done.
"Maybe I should just call my parents or Ben and let them shut this thing down." I suggested, looking towards Bella and Caitlyn. Gabriel had forced Ben and Beth to take a break and go home, despite Ben denying this for at least a half an hour. Somehow they left shortly after that, leaving Mikhail in charge. I wouldn't put it past Gabriel to have somehow blackmailed Ben into leaving. That boy managed to get dirt on the cleanest person ever. Which was why I was left with a mansion full of rowdy college students and a load of guilt weighing down my shoulders. If my father knew about this he would surely get a heart attack.
"There are thousands of things that can be done in this situation, but that shouldn't be one of them." Caitlyn said, a serious look on her face. Bella invited her over, and she was more than shocked to find the current situation at the Muller Estate. It was always peaceful and quiet here, but the walls were acting as no barrier to the loud music. I don't understand how Gabriel could have done all this in such a short time, but all I knew was that he did it purely out of anger. Anger for my parents, and for the fact that they left. I just knew him too well.
"Yeah, do you seriously want to be the party pooper Sera?" Bella asked.
"No." I mumbled, looking down at my toes.
"Then you can either get your ass up and put on something fancy because Caitlyn and I surely will, or you can sulk alone in your room while everyone else have a good time. I won't force you to come along because then Gabriel would have my head."
"Always keeping yourself safe aren't you?" I glared at her.
"You know it." She smiled cheekily.
"Fine whatever, I won't call Ben or Beth but just for the record I'm not good at keeping secrets when it comes to Ben. I'll spill everything to him when he returns." I warned.
"Yeah you can, when he returns. But for now, I know the perfect outfit." She smirked.
A half hour later while the party was still on full blast, I sat in a skimpy red crop top and a black and leather skater skirt. I had to say I looked sexy, because it was the first time I'd worn this outfit which Caitlyn had bought for me when I had turned sixteen. She probably knew I would never wear it, but she bought it just in case. And look, it seemed to have worked out.
Bella tossed me a pair of black All Stars converse while Caitlyn tugged on my hair with a hot iron. She transformed my once wavy hair to pin straight strands. I applied matte red lipstick to my lips and a few layers of mascara in my eye lashes. I looked transformed into someone, dare I say it, hot.
"Um, damn Sera. You clean up well."
"Technically, you morons dressed me up so I should be thanking you." I pointed out.
"Doesn't matter, you still look really hot." Caitlyn said.
"Thanks." I blushed.
"Well, shall we party then ladies."
We left my room silently, making sure that Gabriel hadn't put someone out side to watch over my room. I knew him too well, which was why I assumed he would do something like that. When I was sure the coast was clear, a smile crept up on my lips before I signaled the girls to follow me. No one was allowed upstairs when Gabriel held these parties, because every room and guest room remained here. We couldn't risk people sneaking into our rooms, even when it was just for a quick hook-up.
The music grew increasingly louder as we descended the stairs into the foyer. The front door was left wide open with two of my father's security guards standing besides each side with stern looks on their faces. Typical. I just hoped they didn't tell my father about this.
"Seraphina," I froze and shut my eyes tightly when one of the body guards called my name.
I turned around but pushed Bella and Caitlyn to go along, just in case I was sent back up to my room and had to drag them with me. Bella giggled and kissed my cheek as Caitlyn did the same.
"See you later, Sera." I nodded, a grumpy look on my face. When I made sure they were gone and lost in the sea of people I turned around to look at the guard who called me.
"Yes...?"
"Your brothers gave me strict orders to not let you into that party." He said.
"Oh please, John. It's John right?"
"No..." He looked at me weirdly. "My name's Chris."
He looked like a John to me.
"Well, Chris. If you don't let me into that party, I would gladly tell my father that you have been taking orders from my stupid brothers and doing something that he would entirely disagree to." His face crumbled, I almost wanted to laugh. "Now you can either send me back to my room and get fired tomorrow, or you can send me into that party and my father nor any of my brothers would know about this. Sounds like a plan?"
He nodded immediately. "Of course. Have a good night." He motioned for me to enter the glass double doors, where the room looked dark and bodies upon bodies were dancing with one another.
I sighed in relief and sent him a small, curt nod. I walked away, a laugh threatening to burst out. I didn't think I could improvise that well when I was put on the spot like that. But it seemed like I was experiencing new things everyday lately.
I entered the lounging room and shut the double doors after me. The entire lounging area was dark and filled with dancing bodies. Since this specific lounging area was connected to the glass double doors to put back yard, I could hear the sounds of people jumping in the pools and loud laughter outside too. Since I knew my way around the house at the back of my head, I was able to easily locate Bella and Caitlyn. They were just so predictable. The both of them were sitting near the pool table area, while a half naked girl lied on the table as a boy licked up her entire stomach.
I cringed and averted my gaze from them. If my father knew of this, he was going to be angrier than ever. I could imagine steam coming from his ears as he turned red and threatened to cut off all the deposits in Gabriel's credit card or take away his cars for eternity. That was a typical move for my dad to make. But this party was plain disastrous, I think this time would be different. Instead of being threatened with all his materialistic things, Gabriel would probably be shunned for life by my father. And maybe even Sebastian too.
I just hoped things never came to that.
Before I could reach my best friends and endure in them and their laughter, a solid body stopped before me. I glanced up to find an angry Sebastian glaring down at me. He crossed his arms and eyed me down, till I crumbled.
Oops. I wasn't supposed to be caught but I found myself already being caught not even five minutes into the party.
Great going, Sera. I thought sarcastically.
"The fuck you doing down here, Sera?" Seb asked with narrowed eyes. I smiled sweetly up at him, playing the innocent act.
"I'm really sorry, Sebby. But Bella and Caitlyn dragged me here forcefully, kicking and screaming. I was rendered weak against them." I lied, feeling bad for throwing my friends under the bus to face the wrath of my brothers.
"Don't lie, Sera." He scowled. "I don't see them anywhere."
"They are over there," I pointed towards Bella and Caitlyn who were already laughing their butts off with their fellow party goers. "After I persuaded them to let me use the bathroom they decided to play...whatever game it is they're playing." My lie continued, causing me wonder how I was able to lie so freely, like it was my second language or something. My heart beat sped up in excitement at the thought of going against the rules and doing something bad.
Sebastian turned his neck towards where I was pointing. He grumbled something under his breath that sounded similar to a string of curse words, before turning to look at me again.
"Those friends of yours aren't good influences. Stay here I'll be right back."
I smirked in triumph. Sebastian was easily manipulated and believed many lies. He was--out of my three brothers--the only one who believed the little lies I told him and could rarely tell if I was lying or not. Whereas Gabriel and Mikhail always knew and could read me like an open book. I loved him just as much, but sometimes wondered if there was a screw loose in his head or he just couldn't care less. He was extremely smart street wise and academically but he would not be able to tell someone's emotions to save his life.
"You better stay here and not move a muscle, Sera. Or I will tell mom and dad about the secret stash of candy in your room."
I gasped. "Gabriel told you?"
I was outraged. How could that monkey tell another soul about my secret stash? That is it, I would tell everyone about how he peed in the bed once when he was fourteen and threatened me not to tell anyone. I mean, I was nine at the time for goodness sake. My heart couldn't take that much.
"He did. Live with it. And don't move." He glared at me, turning around to go and falsely confront my friends. I felt bad for them, but I would be caught if I hadn't lied. I stayed rooted on the spot when he sent me a second glance, and when he finally reached them, they looked at him with wide eyes. A few seconds later I noticed Caitlyn narrowing her eyes at him as he probably accused them based on my lies. I duck and hid behind the dancing bodies, afraid they have might seen me.
My best friends would kill me if I saw them now. I had to find someone else I was familiar with. I had just compromised my night of fun.
Way to go.
Despite Sebastian's instructions, I deliberately walked away from my original spot and quickly found a hiding spot. It wasn't hard seeing as there were people everywhere, so I found myself hiding behind a large couch in the corner. The couples making out on the sofa sent me confused glances before going back to devouring each other mouths. I waited there and peeked through the dancing bodies at Sebastian's legs, excitement causing through my veins. I waited until I saw him walk towards where I was once standing. I raised myself to peek a glance at his expression. He looked utterly annoyed and this caused a huge grin to form at my lips.
Serves you right for being a way over bearing and over protective Neanderthal, I thought
His eyes searched the entire area and when they reached where I was located, I instantly ducked behind the couch. My breaths were laboured as I imagined him finding me and forcing me to my room. However, relief instantly enveloped me when he left the lounging area towards the back yard, where boisterous and awfully loud screams and laughs were heard.
Some electronic dance song that I couldn't care to know of was blaring from loud speakers at every corner. The strong smell of cigarettes caused me to cough every now and then, but I couldn't be bothered since I felt like a freaking spy ninja for dodging Sebastian like that. Cigarettes were never allowed in this house, since I had a bad case of coughing and asthma everytime someone smoked. I hated--with a passion--that people found relief in cigarrettes. It was disgusting knowing that you were destroying your lungs and the people's around you and not even trying to prevent it.
When I was absolutely certain Sebastian was in the yard, I stood back up.
I tapped the girl who was sitting of the sofa's shoulder causing her to turn and look at me. "Is Sebastian around?" I asked just to make sure. You never knew how sneaky my brothers could be. I felt kind of, sort of felt bad that I ruined his night by letting him search for me, but I didn't sweat it since he was part of the reason I wasn't invited to a party in my own house in the first place.
"Uh, nope. I saw him leave to the backyard." She answered, shrugging.
"Thank you." I said in relief.
"No problem. Seraphina, right?"
"Yep." I chirped, excited because she knew my name.
"I'm Emily. Nice to meet you." I shook her outstretched hand.
Since Bella and Caitlyn were mad at me right now - I could tell by their expressions when they were talking to Sebastian - I decided that new company wouldn't be bad.
"You too."
"Why were you hiding from Sebastian?" She asks curiously. I rounded the couch and sat down besides her, ignoring the couple that was kissing. I was extremely uncomfortable with public displays of affection. It made me awkward.
"He's annoying and overprotective. He was about to send me back to my room because apparently I'm too young to be here." I explained, rolling my eyes.
She chuckled. "So now you're avoiding him. Good going, girly." She praised. "And by the way your outfit is cute."
I grinned happily.
"Thanks. How do you know my brothers?" I asked.
"They were popular at Southernfield a few years ago and Gabriel and I used to date. I go to uni now with Sebastian and Mikhail so I was invited." She explained.
I scoffed and made a gagging sound. "You went out with that?"
She laughed humorously. "I like you already."
I fluttered my eye lashes. "Why, thank you?"
"Let's dance. These people are boring me."
"Shut up, Emily." The red headed girl glared at her.
"Go back to devouring that dude's mouth, you looked like you were enjoying it." Emily rolled her eyes, before standing up and pulling me along with her.
When we were in the middle of dancing bodies now and away from the couple, I couldn't help but ask.
"Not a fan of them?" I asked cautiously.
"That one girl with the red hair is Tanya. A bitch that plays boys. I hate her."
"Why?"
"She slept with Gabriel while I was with him. That's how we broke up."
"Oh." I mumbled. I knew Gabriel was a cheater, but suddenly I felt really bad for her.
"Forget about Gabriel. We are gonna find you someone new tonight." I announced.
"That's okay. Most of the guys here are from uni and they are disgusting hoe bags."
"I'm sure we will find someone." I said in determination.
My brother had broken her heart, I felt like it was my job to fix it.
"I doubt it, girly."
Contrary to Emily's belief on the whole population of guys here being disgusting man whores, we had actually managed to find someone. I smiled in accomplishment when I watched her dance with a dark skinned guy who was really handsome and seemed friendly too. When they started getting heated, I turned away and sighed. I felt good for playing Cupid for a night, but I also wondered how I was going to have fun in a crowd of unfamiliar faces. I didn't and couldn't make friends easily. My befriending Emily was different, she seemed different and interested in being my friend which was why I grew comfortable with her.
But now she was having fun with someone and I couldn't help but wonder why I was dumb enough to send away my only company here. Bell and Cait weren't an option, they were mad at me.
That's how I found myself sulking at the kitchen table for a half hour straight, watching people as they poured themselves drinks and had conversation around the large kitchen, cups in their hands. I was too lazy to even stop the random girl who decided to scratch in the fridge and pull out a bunch of grapes. I sighed loudly in boredom when she began chewing them, seemingly satisfied.
As if the night couldn't have gotten worst, I immediately sat straight when Logan stumbled into the kitchen. I became excited to see a familiar face--and Logan being much better than just a familiar face--but that excitement died down almost instantly when he pulled a brunette with him. The girl, with shoulder length brown hair and big green eyes, giggled as she stumbled onto him. He caught her waist and chuckled in amusement before they shared a long and over exaggerated kiss. My heart crumbled into pieces on the spot. I knew that I had no right to feel sad. I knew that it was wrong of me to feel jealous, but the jealously burned deeply in my stomach. I felt angry for a second but then realised that I had no right to be angry. That anger slowly turned to sadness as I watched them kiss like wild animals. He pushed her harshly into the kitchen island and continued to attack her mouth with his, completely oblivious to the fact that I was sitting a few feat away.
I couldn't control the small sound that came from my throat until it was two late. Was I seriously crying? Oh god, I had to get out of here. I shouldn't of cried or even felt sad. We agreed to keep things platonic between us, but why had it felt as if someone ripped my heart out and smashed it to the ground?
Logan was the first to pull away, his head snapping towards me. Recognition filled his blue eyes and he pushed the girl away immediately, not caring when she nearly fell by his side. How could she have kissed him? He was harsh and looked ready to take her against her own will. But I doubted that was the case, she looked more than willing. And she looked drunk. I could tell by the lost shine of her eyes and the way she barely protested when she nearly fell to the ground. One thing for sure was that this girl was gorgeous and I could see why Logan chose her.
I suddenly wished I had brown hair that was shoulder length and green eyes. Was my blonde hair and blue eyes boring? No, you are boring. I wanted throw my inner conscience the finger but knew that it would be impossible and weird. Besides, she was right. I was sure Logan would not have minded getting intimate with some other blonde with blue eyes. It was me who he didn't want.
My heart cracked at the truth.
"Seraphina, what are you doing here, sweetheart?" He asked breathlessly.
No, you don't get to call me sweetheart.
"Leaving." I mumbled, feeling unwanted. He was probably impatient to get back to that girl who was now resting her head on the tiled island table as she hunched over the stool. She was way out of it.
"Don't leave." He rushed out.
"It's okay, Logan." I smiled at him, pretending to be perfectly okay. I was not okay. The look on his face told me he knew exactly why I wanted to leave. I felt abashed. Humiliated that he had to see me hurt over the fact that he was kissing someone else.
We were supposed to ignore the obvious attraction between us. He seemed to be doing a perfect job at that, while I remained behind with feelings. It sucked to be me in moments like this.
"Sweetheart, you have to understand that you and I--" I cut him off before he could hurt me any further.
"Can't be together." I finished, sending him a fake smile. "It's okay."
His eyes looked at me pleadingly, but I had no idea why. The blueness of his eyes were extremely beautiful, especially when they were so soft and gentle. I was about to leave when his hand gently gripped my wrist, like I was some fragile glass that would break because he was kissing some other girl. That thought made me really angry, so I ripped my hand from his grasp, not knowing where all the confidence was coming from.
"I said it's okay, Logan." I snapped. "You're not special and I don't have to feel sad because you were whoring with someone else."
Just like that, the gentleness in his eyes and expression disappeared. I wanted to gasp and physically took a step back when his eyes turned dark and emotion filled. He looked angry, hurt and even humiliated.
"Niether are you, you stupid bitch. I don't feel bad for fucking every girl I see, because those cheap whores might be a good for nothing, but you," He snarled at me, gripped my wrists tightly. My eyes widened as pain shot up my arms. "You're just a fucking piece of trash that I wouldn't mind throwing away!"
What?
Hot tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at him, wondering how he could act this way. My chest constricted painfully by the crazy look in his eyes. How damaged exactly was Logan Rivera? Was Gabriel not over exaggerating when he told me about Logan's past? Why does Logan snap so easily and change from being sane to insane in just a matter of seconds? He told me that he wanted to warn me beforehand about his temper issues. But this wasn't normal and your everyday anger issues. This was something different.
"L-Logan?" I whispered fearfully, my entire body trembling. By now the people lurking in the kitchen stopped their conversations to stare at us. They sent me wary glances but looked away afterwards. Was no body going to send the girl who was being man-handled a second glance? What was wrong with society these days?
"Logan, let go. You're hurting me." I whimpered, feeling his grip tightening on my wrist. Fat and ugly tears rolled down my cheeks. I was shocked, and idly wandered if this was a dream. A big and fat ugly dream.
"You deserve to have your throat ripped out." He hissed, before harshly pushing me away. I stumbled and nearly fell when a random guy caught me, steadying me on my feet. I wanted to thank him but stopped myself when Logan's harsh eyes landed on the guy's hands on my waist. His expression turned animalistic and his eyes hard, promising a violent outcome. I blinked away the tears, ready to stop him from doing anything stupid but I was too late. He lunged at the guy and had him pinned against the wall in a matter of seconds. I gasped as he pushed me out of the way. I flew all the way across the kitchen floor and stopped when I hit my head hard against the lower cabinets.
"Uh.." I moaned in pain, my hand shooting up towards the sore spot. I rubbed it gently but the pain never lessened. With blurry eyes I tried to get up but failed and had to uselessly watch how Logan threatened the guy who had helped me. I felt guilt yap away at me, my conscience yelling at me to do something.
"Don't you dare fucking touch her, you little shit!"
By now I was breathing heavily and heaved a sob at the dramatic scene Logan was causing. What on earth have I or the guy done so wrong? What kind of anger issues were those? Brown fearful eyes stared back at Logan. The hopeless boy nodded vigorously, hoping to calm Logan down.
The ache in my head was too painful to bare. I started seeing blur when black spots filled my vision. It wasn't that the impact of the push was brutal, it was the fact that I could feel my chest tightening painfully as I knew I was about to endure and endless panic attack that only my brothers and parents knew how to pull me out of. I started heaving heavy breaths, feeling as if the walls of the very spacious kitchen was closing up on me.
"Logan." I whispered. The last this I saw before I completely shut down was Logan's darkened eyes snapping towards me. They turned frightful and worried as soon as they met my closing one's.
My last thought was, what exactly was wrong with Logan Rivera?
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I awakened to the sound of a soft lullaby playing in the background of my thoughts. I squinted my eyes opened, letting them adjust to the dim light. When I was fully awake, the lullaby suddenly stopped, and then I realised that it was all in my head. My mother used to sing me to sleep whenever I had nightmares, and the soothing sound of her voice just got stuck in my head. I found myself replaying it whenever I was in a state of shock or something terribly bad had happened.
I opened my eyes completely to see the familiar walls of my room. I sat up and rested backwards on my elbows, letting my thoughts drift to how I had ended up here. That was when I saw a figure sitting on the small couch in the corner of my room. I blinked repeatedly in confusion, trying to figure out who it was. And then he stood up the same moment my vision cleared up.
Logan.
I rasped a breath when the memories of the event that took place in the kitchen came rushing back at full force. My head ached as soon as I sat up right. Once again tears filled my eyes remebering how cruel Logan had been? Or was it just another nightmare I had?
"Don't come any closer." I panicked and moved all the way to the top of my pillows, resting my back against the headboard. I pulled my blanket up towards my chest, only to notice my blue wrists. My cheeks were wet as the tears continuously rolled my face, until I could taste them in my mouth. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before, it was all so new and was frightful. I was absolutely terrified.
He was nearing me fast, until he ended just a few feat away from my bed.
"Please don't come any closer." I whimpered, remebering his violent words.
You deserve to have your throat ripped out.
Who said that to another human being? To someone completely innocent that meant no harm. Maybe I had unintentionally hurt his feelings with my words, but that didn't justify his actions. No normal person would react that way.
"Sweetheart," His soft voice called out. No. No, no, no. Why was he doing this? What sick game was he playing? "I'm so sorry." He apologised, his voice completely sincere.
"I am so fucking sorry."
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