Chapter 39

PERCY POV

I have to be really interested in this woman. Not just interested, in love with her. The first thing she did to me, was figure out who I was first. And then she screamed and started hitting me with a pillow. My pillow. And then she's trying to figure out what's happening. Yeah, I'm in love with her.

"So you're saying that I fell on top of you, drunk?"Honey said, trying to cover herself and figure out what happened.

"Yeah."I said, groggily. I was still sleepy and I wanted to cuddle.

"And then I was flirting with you? In front of everyone?"She said, horrified.

"Yep."I repiled.

"But then how did I end up here? And why aren't I clothed? What did you do?"Honey accused. She accused me. Accused me!

"We were both drunk. I may own a bar but I do get drunk, sweetheart. And one of the things I do when drunk, is have a high sex drive."I explained, tiredly. I must have really been worn out by her.

"Same with me. But if you were drunk, how did we get here?"She asked.

"I have a driver and he's paid to make sure that me or whoever I'm with is safe. He must of gotten us in and then I must have sobered enough to get us in my apartment."I explained. "How about we eat? Kinda hungry."

"Of course I want to eat. My back hurts like crazy and I'm starving."Honey said, laying flat on the bed and glaring at me.

"Did you scratch me, because I can feel the marks? If you did, I would have found it cute but my manager is going to yell at me."I said, sweetly.

Honey then flipped me off, while I got out of bed. Thankfully, my sweatpants were nearby. I don't know why Aries was always so crazy about having a clean house. Uncle Jaspher and Aunt Jeanna had been on holiday ever since Uncle Jaspher was cleared of cancer, so they're currently having the time of their lives while Aries has been put in charge. It doesn't even make sense, I'm the eldest. And I don't have any other responsibilities. Seriously.

"Make food!"Honey yelled, while I grabbed my phone.

"Yes, babe!"I yelled back. 

I left the room before a string of curses followed me. She was so cute. 

I went into my kitchen. See I like chaos (I got a nephew and niece by 20), but I like the public areas of my apartment to be clean. I didn't spend time here much so the only room that was used was my bedroom. Nothing else. And I liked it like that. Even though no one would tell me to clean up, it made cleaning so much easier.

I started cooking the kitchen. What was something I could cook? I knew she liked potatoes but in the morning? Hash browns then. I put them into the oven. Should I cook pancakes? Honey liked her pancakes with ice cream. How did I know? Look at her instagram. 

"That smells good. You can cook?"A voice of an angel spoke. She looked gorgeous even if she was fucked last night. I'm really disappointed in myself, I don't even remember what happened. 

"Are you cold? I'll give you my clothes."I said, turning away from her dress that was showing. She must be freezing. The heater wasn't even on.

"But then I'll have to return them."Honey said, taking a bite of the pancake.

"Just come see me. Password's 4862."I said.

"Why would you tell me the password?"Honey asked.

"I'm giving you access." I said, crossing my arms across my chest.

"Can you wear a shirt?"Honey asked, looking away from me. 

"Eyes here, sweetheart. It's rude to look away when talking."I teased. Her ears turned red.

"Why? You think I can't handle."Honey threatened.

"Well, you're the one who ended up naked in my bed. And you started it." I said. "Eat, I'll get clothes for you. You are not allowed to leave looking like that."

I went into my room to go grab the smallest hoodie I owned. I put on a sweater too. I should drop her or else I would loose my reputation as a handsome gentleman.

I went into the kitchen to see Honey but all I found was a note and the plate of pancakes clean.

Have work. I had fun but I do need another  night to decide if you're ego or dick's bigger.

-Honey Bee Ryder

On the back of the note was her number. I scored!

Honey was like that one girl that didn't fall at my feet easily. She was a challenge I wanted and would take. And it seemed like I was close to winning.

Now, whatever happened to my dear sister and that grumpy.

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JAYJAY POV

I was just trying to scold him for flirting.  And he started yelling and he didn't seem to be finished. His chest was heaving and his eyes didn't seem to be calm. They seemed to paining and I didn't know how to fix that. I was the reason for that pain and I couldn't even help him.

"Am I not enough? Jay, I'll do anything. Just tell me."Keifer sobbed into my lap. What should I do? 

"I'm sorry. Please don't cry."I consoled like I was trying to console a child. He wasn't a child and even children had a reason to be upset. 

"Did I do something wrong? Why won't you tell me?" He stared at me, eyes red.

"You didn't do anything. But I don't even know myself. Please, trust me."I said, holding him tightly, my own tears falling slowly.

We just stayed there, crying. Like a lot. I was probably red and puffy. I started playing with Keifer's hair, trying to soothe. I was still miscommunicating but he would be in danger if he knew. That Cyrus was alive and working for his father.