Pull (A Seaside Novel Book 2) Page 20

  my face.

  “I regretted not telling you how I felt about you, and then I

  regretted not being the guy to pull you out of it. I abandoned you,

  and I’m ashamed I did. I mean, I was still here working and

  keeping an eye on you, but it was never for Brady. I mean, I lied to

  you when I said that. He never asked me to. He wouldn’t have

  asked me to even given the opportunity. Every day I saw you I felt

  worse and worse for keeping things from you, things about him,

  but then I was afraid if I told you, you’d finally be pushed too far,

  and no one would be able to pull you out of the depression.”

  “Sam!” I fisted my hands at my sides. “What do you mean

  the things you didn’t tell me?”

  “Not now.” Sam pulled an envelope out of his pocket and

  put it on my dresser. “I don’t even know what’s right anymore,

  Alyssa. But I had to get it off my chest. Please forgive me for lying

  to you. Forgive me for being selfish, and forgive me for not being

  the friend you needed.”

  “You’re already forgiven.” The words fell from my mouth

  without effort and I meant them. I had no idea Sam felt that way

  about me or what type of relationship he’d had with Brady. I’d

  always assumed they were like best friends. I guess this was all the

  information I was getting from Sam tonight. He stormed out of my

  room and said thank you, but not before I saw some stray tears slip

  down his face.

  With shaking hands I lifted the packet from my dresser. It

  wasn’t addressed to me, but there was a sticky note on it that said

  I’m sorry.

  “Surprise.” Demetri put his hands over my eyes. His voice

  was unmistakable. Sometimes I swear it seemed like he was singing

  instead of talking, his voice was so smooth. The package fell from

  my hands, momentarily forgotten.

  I turned around in his arms and kissed him. “Happy

  Birthday.”

  “Where’s my present?” His naughty hands moved up and

  down my body and then he cursed. “Damn, you even wrapped

  yourself up. How am I ever going to get you out of these clothes

  when you look so perfect?”

  I tried to wriggle out of his arms, but he held me firm while

  he continued to stare at every part of my body from my shoes all

  the way to my dress, and finally his gaze fell on my hair and then

  my lips. “God above, you are absolutely breathtaking.”

  Shrugging, I replied. “I wanted to look pretty for your

  birthday.”

  Demetri rolled his eyes. “You look pretty even when you

  snore.”

  Laughter echoed from downstairs. I punched him. “I do not

  snore.”

  “I’d like to find out.” I should have said I already did, but I

  wanted to see if she let me stay over again.

  “Someone took their confidence pills today.”

  He shrugged. “‘Course I did. They were sitting right next to

  my damn sexy pills, and we know I never forget those.”

  Demetri laughed and pulled me into a hug. “I missed you.”

  “I missed you too.” If I didn’t stop smiling, my face was

  going to be permanently frozen in this position.

  “What’s that?” Demetri’s brows furrowed as he looked

  down at the ground. My eyes followed.

  “Crap.” I picked up the envelope and threw it onto my

  dresser. “That is drama. Something I have no desire to even look at

  on this special day.”

  “You sure?” He looked behind me and reached for the

  packet, seeming more interested then he should be.

  I blocked his reach. “I’m sure. Now let’s go start group so we

  can go to your party!”

  He grinned and picked me up, twirling me around the room.

  “Fine, you’ve convinced me. I like you, Lyss.”

  “Like you too.” I bit my lip as he dropped me and grabbed

  his hand, and we made our way down the stairs.

  “Let’s party!” Aaron announced from the living room. I’d

  put some snacks together and told my parents that they needed to

  stay in the den so that we could all have privacy.

  Demetri shook his head and took a seat next to Aaron. The

  rest of us gathered around. “Okay, so this meeting will be short,

  because you know, it is a very special day.”

  “You got a promotion?” Connor teased.

  “Wait, I’ve got it.” Aaron snapped his fingers. “You don’t

  have to sing the jingle anymore?”

  “Hilarious.” Demetri smirked. “Birthday boy, right here.”

  He pointed at himself and then leaned back in the chair and sighed.

  “Regrets. We talked about them at our last meeting. You know,

  before I snuck all of you out of my house. Tonight…” He cleared

  his throat. “I want to talk about fear.”

  Again the room was silent. Even I was shifting in my seat.

  How did he know so much about grief? It felt like you always went

  through those phases, denial, anger, fear, regret… I watched as

  Demetri’s eyes hooded for a brief second when he glanced at me.

  He soon jerked back to attention and addressed the group.

  “I’m afraid of ostriches. Just ask Alyssa. Oh yeah, and emus.

  But to be honest, I’d take an emu any day over feeling the gripping

  out of control feeling fear leaves you with. After you struggle with

  something hard… like addiction or losing someone you love,

  suddenly you realize nothing is certain in life. Nothing is real.

  Clearly, I took the pansy way out and started pushing away life

  and numbing myself to it. Today I want us to talk about healthy

  ways to deal with our fear.”

  “Taffy.” I joked without thinking.

  Demetri’s eyes warmed. “Yes, that’s a good one. I eat taffy to

  keep addictions at bay. Addictions were my way of coping with

  fear and loss. What else? Anyone?”

  Holly raised her hand. “Avoidance.”

  “That’s not healthy,” Sam interjected looking more upset

  than I’d seen him all night. Geez, what was with him tonight?

  “I know,” Holly mumbled. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

  “So why do you keep doing it?” Sam yelled. “Why do you

  avoid the truth? Why don’t you tell everyone? Do you think this

  makes it better? Do you think this makes me feel better?” He stood

  and pointed his finger at her. Connor grabbed him and jerked him

  away.

  “Cool off, dude! What’s your problem?”

  “Life!” Sam yelled. “That and the fact that I’m so tired of

  secrets.” His eyes closed as he took a shuddering breath. “Aren’t

  you, Holly? Aren’t you tired of secrets?”

  Nobody said anything. Sam cursed. “Whatever. I’m out of

  here.”

  “Sam, wait.” Holly ran after him, leaving just Demetri,

  Connor, Aaron, and me.

  “Anyone care to explain?” Demetri said raising his hands in

  the air in defeat.

  Aaron shook his head. “Not my business to tell, man. But

  she’s been acting really upset ever since our last meeting.” He gave

  a slight nod to Demetri who nodded back. What was going on?

  We all waited for ten minutes, but nobody came back.
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br />   Demetri checked his watch just as Aaron received a text message.

  “She’s going home.” Aaron cursed. “Alright, guess we aren’t

  partying. I’ll see you guys later.” He walked out just as Sam walked

  back in.

  “Sorry,” Sam mumbled. And that was it. He didn’t offer any

  explanation.

  “Alright.” Demetri stood abruptly. “I guess it’s just us. Party

  at my house.”

  I reached for his hand but didn’t feel like partying as much

  anymore. Something was bothering Sam. Did it have to do with the

  packet he gave me? My fingers itched to go grab it and read it, but

  fear held me back. What if it was something horrible? What if it

  ruined my good mood? For once, I didn’t actually want to think

  about the past or about Brady. I squeezed Demetri’s hand. I wanted

  to be there for him on his birthday.

  “You okay?” He kissed my cheek.

  “Yup!” I offered my best smile. “Time to celebrate being

  old!”

  Demetri laughed and tugged me towards the front door.

  ****

  “Holy crap.” We’d just pulled up to Demetri’s house. I’d

  never seen it looking so… famous? Was that the right word? Lights

  lit up the entire house, torches lined the sidewalk, and there were

  chic pieces of furniture out front with blankets, and candles on each

  table. It was the perfect place to watch the waves. “Alec went kind

  of… crazy.” I gulped when I saw all the photographers outside.

  “Unbelievable.” Demetri muttered a curse. “I thought Alec

  took care of the paparazzi.”

  My eyes took in about twenty people, all with cameras,

  waiting outside the house. “Yeah, apparently not.”

  “Can you do this?” Demetri turned off the car and reached

  for my hand. “It will be really quick, I promise. Smile, nod your

  head, and don’t say anything, okay? Even if they say I’m a bastard

  and carrying Selena Gomez’s love child, just keep smiling.”

  I burst out laughing. “If someone said that I would die

  laughing, so no worries there. Selena Gomez, huh?”

  “One of the many rumors. Believe me. I bet Justin Bieber

  was getting ready to kick my ass.”

  “That…” I kissed his cheek. “I would pay to see.”

  “You and millions of girls worldwide.” He winked.

  “Let’s go, birthday boy, before your head gets too big for this

  car.”

  The minute we got out of the car the cameras started

  flashing, nearly blinding me with their intensity. To say I was

  scared would be a huge understatement. I mean, these people were

  so interested in Demetri, they were camping outside of his house!

  We walked hand and hand towards the front door. A reporter

  lunged for us. “Is it true, Demetri? Are you proposing tonight?”

  I stifled a laugh. While Demetri answered. “Yes, right after I

  find out if the baby’s a boy or girl.”

  The reporter gasped and then narrowed her eyes. “Very

  funny.”

  Demetri patted her on the back. “I thought so. Now, Clara,

  we’re on a first name basis, I mean, I buy your photographer coffee

  every other Saturday.”

  “Thanks, bro!” someone shouted.

  “No problem.” Demetri focused back on Clara as the lights

  continued to flash. “Think you could try to keep the crowd from

  going crazy? I mean, it is my birthday.” His heart-stopping smile

  nearly had me gasping for air.

  “Damn you, Demetri Daniels, and damn your smile.” Clara

  nudged him and took a large step back. The rest somehow followed

  suit making it easier for us to get inside the house.

  “You’re here!” Nat screamed launching herself into

  Demetri’s arms. I was suddenly super grateful I knew she and Alec

  were in love. The girl was gorgeous and was at this moment

  hugging the guy I liked as if he was the best thing since Starbucks

  was invented.

  “Sucks, huh?” Alec said. I didn’t even know he was next to

  me.

  “What?”

  “Their connection. I used to hate it, but now, I’m thankful.

  I’m glad they love each other. Considering the alternative.”

  “What’s the alternative?” I asked, finally looking at him.

  He shrugged. “They hate each other and try to kill one

  another each time we’re in the same room together. That would be

  worse.”

  “Valid point.” Sighing, I shrugged out of my jacket while

  Nat and Demetri talked a mile a minute.

  “Let me take that.” Alec grabbed my jacket and then placed

  his hand on the small of my back as he walked me into the house.

  Around twenty strangers were scattered about, lounging on

  the couches and sitting outside on the deck. A few were in the hot

  tub. All in all, it seemed like a normal party. Yes, normal, if normal

  parties had attendees who looked like they just stepped out of

  Gossip Girl.

  “Hmm…” I said aloud.

  “Hmm, is right. Most of these people have to be here in

  order to gain some type of publicity for new records or shows that

  are dropping this fall, so for the most part…”

  “So no friends?”

  “Five, five I would count as a friend.”

  How sad. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

  “Speaking of friends,” he mumbled under his breath just as

  a guy sauntered over to us.”

  “Tell me she’s going to be on the show.” Holy crap, the guy

  looked like Robert Pattinson. He even had the British accent.

  “Undecided,” Alec answered for me. “Alyssa, meet

  Jaymeson.”

  “Oh, the action star who has to master the American accent

  for all his films. It’s a pleasure.” I held out my hand, but he didn’t

  take it. Instead he stared at me closely for at least two minutes. Do I

  pull my hand back? What the heck was I supposed to do?

  Finally he took my hand and pulled me forward so I was

  only inches from his face. “You don’t belong to Alec. I’ve already

  met Nat. She’s outspoken, like you. Please, I’m begging. Tell me

  you aren’t taken.”

  “By the birthday boy himself,” Demetri said from behind

  me. “Hands off, Jaymeson.”

  “What’s a guy gotta do these days? Hole up in Seaside and

  wait for a hot woman to walk by?” Jamie released my hand and

  cursed. “I swear you guys are the luckiest bastards.”

  “We know,” Demetri said squeezing my shoulders.

  I leaned back into him. He made me feel protected and

  wanted. I wondered why Alec would throw him a party with

  perfect strangers when really all he probably wanted to do was

  spend it with us.

  “Friends’ party commences in five,” Demetri said in my ear.

  “Friends’ party?” I repeated.

  “Yup.” Alec winked.

  “Let’s blow this popsicle stand!” Nat said walking up to us

  with her fingers pointed as guns into the air.

  “Excuse her.”Alec pulled Nat into his arms and kissed her

  hard on the mouth. “She’s had two lattes, and I just caught her

  taking a straight-up shot of espresso.”

  “Why, Nat
? Why?” Demetri threw his hands into the air.

  “You get Nat patrol tonight. It’s my birthday, so when she wants to

  hang out at four a.m., it’s your job, dude.” He pointed at Alec who

  was now having a heck of a time keeping Nat still.

  “My job and my curse.” Alec smirked in my direction. I felt

  my face heat. Geez, how could it not? The guy was beautiful and

  famous and… It was weird. He made me more nervous than

  Demetri. With Demetri things felt amazing and comfortable.

  “The party is here!” announced Connor and Sam from the

  door. Surprisingly, Aaron and Holly followed behind. Maybe

  everything was okay, after all?

  “Friends’ party. It’s time.” Nat clapped. “Okay, everyone,

  Jaymeson included, y’all can follow me!”

  Chapter Twenty-eight

  Demetri

  I seriously needed to buy Nat a present. The entire upstairs

  rec room had been transformed into party central.

  The flat screen was set up with Rock Band. It looked like a

  taffy piñata threw up in the room. Seriously, I’d never seen so

  much taffy in my life and I worked at a taffy store.

  Funny, usually my birthdays were giant drunken fests that I

  rarely remembered. I knew I’d remember tonight. It was perfect.

  “You know I love you, right?” I pulled Nat into a hug and

  kissed her temple.

  “I know.” Nat squirmed against me. “I’m your favorite.”

  “Actually…” I sighed. “I think I may have a new favorite.”

  My eyes instantly locked with Alyssa’s as she made her way

  toward me.

  “Happy Birthday, Demetri,” Nat whispered in my ear and

  walked off. My eyes fell onto Alyssa as she slowly unwrapped a

  piece of taffy and popped it in her mouth. How did she make

  eating taffy look so damn sexy?

  Before she could say anything, I grabbed her and kissed her.

  Plunging my tongue into her mouth so I could taste the flavor of

  the taffy she just ate.

  “Butterscotch,” I said against her lips.

  “And I thought I was the only one with the cool party

  tricks.” Alyssa giggled. Hell, I loved that girl’s laugh. It was already

  the best birthday of my life just having her there in my arms. I was

  almost able to forget about all the drama surrounding us. Almost. I

  just prayed Holly would tell her soon so I wouldn’t have to feel

  guilty anymore.

  “Want to see another party trick?” I winked.