All Chapters of A Perfect Distraction: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I take a sip from the steaming hot coffee and turn the page of the novel that I'm reading. The book isn’t that one which piques my interest much and ‘I won’t leave this room until I complete the book’ type. It’s more like ‘I got nothing else to do, so let’s give it a try’ type. The sound of the evening wind could be heard through the open window in my room and it made me dig deeper into the couch that I was sitting in.The past two days went smoothly that I didn't even realize a week had passed since Grecia left. Honestly, it wasn't that bad living with Logan apart from some occasional mood changes from him. But we didn't bite each other's head off frequently as I thought would happen. We barely see each other in the house unless we have dinner together. Logan seems comfortable with my cooking from day one, so I always cook for both of us. Most of the time Logan would come home late at night, but o

Munching on my cereals I focused on my essay that was due for next Sunday. Today’s class went on like any other day, to put it simply, it was boring. I was dying to get back to the mansion as soon as possible. Thankfully, the last class I had was free as our professor was away for some emergency, I came back pretty earlier than expected.I sigh before putting my pen down and stretching my back muscles which gave me relief. I’ve been behind this for two hours and I think I deserve a break now. I got up from my spot on the bed where I was sitting like a cocoon wrapped in a blanket. I forgot that I had to do my laundry today so I went to collect all the clothes that I had to wash. At least I can do some cleaning work during my break and make it productive.I gathered a bunch of my dirty clothes and dumped them in a basket before exiting my room and down the stairs. I scanned the living room thinking that Logan would be there but he wasn’t. I didn’t

“What the hell are you doing in my room” I heard his gravelly voice first before he towered over me. The fear in me escalates, making my pulse quicken. Oh shit!I didn’t dare to open my mouth, in case I blabber out the truth. I fisted the hem of my T-shirt.

The leaves tumble down, decorating the streets and sidewalks with its vibrant gold and red color. I watch the trees dancing in the autumn breeze through the glass window of Logan’s sleek black Audi A4 as he slowly weaves through the New York traffic. Unlike the calm and happy spirit that followed the world outside the car, the small world inside this car, the world that only consists of me and Logan, is packed with a tense and dull atmosphere. I haven’t spoken a word to him except for nodding my head when he asked if he should drop me at University as I was running late this morning. I would’ve taken a ride with Scarlet if she hadn’t had to leave early this morning with Patrick. I’m not angry with Logan for yesterday’s prank, I believe I showed my displeasure in the form of slapping him, but I decided from now on, it’s better to give him a cold shoulder as Natasha’s words kept on nagging my mind the whole time

It’s not the years we count, it’s the days we spent with them Hammering, Banging, Pummeling, you name it. I’m experiencing all those things all at the same time. I groaned loudly before I peel my eyes open but immediately winced when harsh rays of sunlight hit my cornea. With my hand on my pounding head, I slowly sat up straight and blinked my eyes repeatedly till my blurry vision became clear. I looked around the room and frowned in confusion when I realized I'm back in my room at Watson Mansion. The hell! I don’t remember anything from the night before, except for getting dressed up to go to the pub as per Scarlet’s wish and taking shots with her. I started to feel knots forming in my stomach, my legs shaking. I quickly stood up in wobbly legs and ran towards the bathroom. I threw my head into the toilet and puked, emptying the loose contents in my stomach. I wiped away the tears from my