《Finley- The Lost Prince》Chapter 31: Can you come home with me?
Advertisement
Jake Addams April 17th, 20XX
Alice ran out of the room with her face in her hands and trembling shoulders. I nearly went after her right then and there but I was at least able to stand my ground until her heels couldn't be heard anymore before collapsing into my chair.
I started to pack up my things, intending to finish the notes for tomorrow but found myself returning to sit and staring into blank space.
The scene I had just played out looped over and over in my head and I felt myself getting more and more depressed with each passing minute. Not that I regretted breaking it off with her, after all that relationship was long dead, I just couldn't help but mourn the past years I had spent obsessing over the one girl that clearly didn't feel the same.
There was also that my acceptance into the school had also been by her uncle’s recommendation. It hadn't really done much in my application but it was nice padding when the teams didn't perform all that well in championship games.
“ Ah… I really screwed up just now.”
I got up quickly as I realized what would happen if she took her grievances to her uncle and he rescinded his recommendation. It wouldn't be enough to get me kicked out in my last year but it would be more difficult to get into any worthwhile team afterwards without it.
As I thought my feet began to go in her direction when a slender but strong palm set itself onto my shoulder with enough pressure to stop me into my tracks.
I quickly turned around to face the owner of the hands but as I did a small tattoo on her wrist flashed across my vision and caught my attention. I completed the turn to see the stern expression on Sparrow’s face as if she would rather flip me over her shoulder then let me go after Alice and I suspected a very large misunderstanding.
Advertisement
“ Jake.”
Her tone was heavy, caring but just a little bit condescending. It was annoying. I didn't want such emotions from her.
“ Sparrow? when did you get here?”
“ ah,”
She ruffled a hand through her copper-red hair and laughed in a sheepish manner.
“ I came here earlier to wait for you and ended up taking a nap. I woke up when you were in the middle of your fight and couldn't find the right timing to leave.”
As she spoke she pointed towards what I had dismissed as a shoe closet and sure enough, there was a small cot peeking out from the misleadingly small door.
I wasn't really mad that she had eavesdropped as I was sure Alice would give a play by play to all of her followers to paint me as the worst human being on earth but it was a tad embarrassing.
“ So you heard everything?”
She continued with the sheepish tone but her eyes lightly sparkled as she spoke.
“Pretty much. But can I just say that if I wasn't right there to see it I wouldn't have believed it was you that was arguing with Alice!”
She nudged me with an elbow and continued praising me… or at least I figured it was praise.
“ So it turns out that you’re actually a pretty cool person huh? Why don't you let others see that passion! If you did you’d be way more popular than you are now. I mean.. If that’s even possible.”
She ended in a teasing tone but then she suddenly switched to a pensive one, not letting me get a word in meanwhile.
“ Oh! didn’t you say that you weren't doing the showcase with Alice this year? That’s pretty cold considering how close it is. There's also the fact that over half the votes would have been from your side.”
Advertisement
I quickly held up a hand, overwhelmed by the sudden change in atmosphere.
“ Wait! could you just ...be quiet for a minute. I need to adjust.”
She nodded and waited for me to gather my thoughts until her phone suddenly buzzed. I watched as her animated face fell into a frown.
“ of all the…”
She walked towards me and grabbed me by both hands and looked up at me with an ingratiating expression that did nothing to hide the sparkling mischief in her eyes.
For a brief moment, I couldn't help but wonder if she was ever dead serious and what she would look like when she was. I had only met her twice thus far but positivity rolled off her in waves and as opposed to the fake stuff that Alice put out I couldn't help but relax when in her presence and couldn't help but be swept up in the mood.
“ Can you do me a huge favour?”
Finally having the chance to speak without calling for a break I responded in a more enthusiastic tone than was called for.
“ It depends on what it is.”
With eyes as pure as a child and her hands gripping my arms like a bear trap she asked.
“ Could you come home with me?”
Advertisement
- In Serial23 Chapters
Skinwalker / War Chief
A System Apocalypse Fan Fiction I started reading Litrpg about two years ago. I fell in love with Tao Wong's System Apocalypse series. He is an excellent writer and I loved his world building, but when the second series arc went elsewhere It kind of lost me a little. I wanted to create a little parallel world that was very familiar to his fans but skewed off in a different, darker direction. If you haven't read Tao's work, you're missing out! Look him up on Amazon and read The System Apocalypse. One of the best in the genre.
8 157 - In Serial15 Chapters
Artifice: Iysinfyr
Nalulthyn is the young daughter of a duke that is one day asked for a favor. This favor involves the adopted daughter of the duke from a neighboring area. This girl has had a traumatic past and has closed herself off from the world completely and reacts violently when touched by anyone but her personal maid. The duke hopes that a girl close to the age of his adoptive daughter will be what she needs to recover, but things are never as easy as they seem. First is that this adopted daughter is a Terran, a rare being from a different world that has skin and hair as white as snow and an almost alien build. Second is that there is a power to this girl, one that makes her recovery all the more dangerous to Nalulthyn and perhaps beyond. Author's note: This is a soft reboot of Artifice: Tools of the Gods. As I wrote the other story years ago I felt it would be better to do this approach as my writing has changed and improved since then. For now only two characters will return though I might reintroduce others later in the story. Even though this has the gore tag, I don't plan on being excessive with it. Most chapters shouldn't have any. The only reason I have it is to be realistic with the descriptions.
8 147 - In Serial38 Chapters
Making of a Gentleman
Number one expert in the Devata realm was on his end of life span. He was unwilling to hand over his sect to his ungrateful disciples. He decided to burn all his power and sect's resources to create a microchip that was designed to help him find and create a successor. He named the system as -Gentleman's system Discord: raghunandan#4640
8 53 - In Serial7 Chapters
Necromacy - Dark World
(Ne-Cro-Mah-See)Isekai meets Dark Fantasy in this tale of a world saturated in decay and darkness. Upon experiencing a strange dream, a young man finds himself in a world of perpetual darkness. For six days and nights the sun will not rise and creatures of the dark move in the abscence of light.Pulled into an unfamilar, hellish place he must now navigate this dark world while trying to make sense of his new environment and all the inhabitants (dead, deadly or otherwise) that he encounters.
8 184 - In Serial22 Chapters
RC: Bullies, Bad Boys and Warriors
In a world of seven billion people, RC feels alone.In a world of so much diversity, RC feels out of place.In a world of strength, RC feels like a weak link.In short, RC is not okay. Despite what anyone says, she just is not. In fact, she is the complete opposite of okay.She is hurting. She is hurting in silence so loud, it screamed across the street and woke Jordan, the school's hot mess. Like seriously hot. And seriously messed up. Like hot-bad-boy messed up. And in a lonely world of seven billion people, he is the only one who can show RC that beneath all her depression, self hurt and silent anguish, RC is a warrior of drastic proportions.Loosely based on a true story.Inspired by @ThePsychoMadHatterDedicated to @Khifanurani
8 70 - In Serial59 Chapters
In Lockdown With Them
Olivia Davis is a 17-year-old girl who has gone through a load of trauma after both a robbery and a fire took place in her house, causing both her parents' death when she was only ten years old.With her older brother Luke going away to college and leaving her reluctantly a few months before the Coronavirus spreads, Olivia must find an apartment to stay in and call home until she finishes her junior and senior years in Rosewood High. What'll she do after she finds out that the only apartment willing to accept her had the hottest two delinquents living under its roof?How will she react when she finds out she's not the only one suffering... and that it's always the least expected ones who are hurting the most?Late-night drives, trashing preschool teachers' houses, fighting Karens at Target in the toilet paper aisle, messing up the kitchen, vibing to nostalgic songs in the middle of the night, a handful of heart-to-heart conversations, and figuring out each of the two bad boys' deepest secrets and hidden flaws... this is gonna be one hell of a ride.❝➳ I looked up and almost shrieked when I saw how close his face was to mine. He was now on top of me, his knees on either side of my hips and his hands on either side of my head, holding his weight up above me.He tilted his head a little and moved it a bit to the right, so his lips were now brushing my ear. I felt him lean his left cheek that was covered in yellow paint against mine and shake his head, causing our cheeks to rub against each other smoothly because of the paint. What is this boy doing?He sighed into my ear and whispered, "I really wanted to make purple... but orange's kinda dope too, I guess." ➳❞⚠️1: ALMOST EVERY MAIN CHARACTER in this story suffers from a mental disorder. e.g. ADHD, panic disorder, Bipolar, schizophrenia...(the point is to spread mental health awareness)⚠️ 2: triggering content like panic/anxiety attacks, nightmares, hallucinations, attempts of suicide
8 69

