Chased By The Light: Scion Series Book One

by L. P. Dillon

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  Dedication

  This book is dedicated my nan Brenda Harris. Without your help this book wouldn’t be as great as it is. Love you.

  To my friend Belinda. You have always been there for me, to encourage and support me. I love you and am so lucky to have such an amazing and kind person in my life. xxx

  To everyone else that has supported me in my writing journey. I just wanted to say how amazing you all are. The love and support you have shown me, has helped me keep going when I doubted myself. All of my Facebook group members, readers and fans, thank you all so much, I wouldn’t be able to do any of this without you all xxx

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  Contents

  Chapter One ~ College here we come

  Chapter Two ~ What did I trip over?

  Chapter Three ~ Don’t even ask

  Chapter Four ~ It doesn’t make sense

  Chapter Five ~ Don’t you judge me

  Chapter Six ~ Let go Kyle

  Chapter Seven ~ I love ribs

  Chapter Eight ~ You think I’m adorable

  Chapter Nine ~ You leaving already?

  Chapter Ten ~ On a date

  Chapter Eleven ~ Please trust me

  Chapter Twelve ~ What am I going to do?

  Chapter Thirteen ~ Whoa, no way

  Chapter Fourteen ~ Are you nearly finished?

  Chapter Fifteen ~ It’s perfect

  Chapter Sixteen ~ Chase, not again

  Chapter Seventeen ~ Chase has claimed you

  Chapter Eighteen ~ Do you think I’m joking?

  Chapter Nineteen ~ Please believe me

  Chapter Twenty ~ You’re a virgin?

  Chapter Twenty-One ~ He’s gone Aubrey

  Chapter Twenty-Two ~ Chase, answer me

  Chapter Twenty-Three ~ What’s a Scion?

  Chapter Twenty-Four ~ You beat Jesse?

  Chapter Twenty-Five ~ We slept together

  Chapter Twenty-Six ~ Could it be, Kyle?

  Chapter Twenty-Seven ~ Let’s get married

  Chapter Twenty-Eight ~ Get out Aubrey

  Chapter Twenty-Nine ~ We need to leave

  Chapter Thirty ~ I’ll leave her

  Chapter Thirty-One ~ He’s giving up

  Chapter Thirty-Two ~ Are you serious?

  Chapter Thirty-Three ~ Open this damn door

  Chapter Thirty-Four ~ Are you drunk?

  Chapter Thirty-Five ~ The End

  “Aubrey? Are you almost ready, Kiddo?" My dad called up the stairs. I stood in the room with my suitcase beside me, looking around at the now bare space that I'd called my haven for eighteen years. I’d really miss this place. I let out a low sigh as I took one last look at my bedroom.

  With my hand on the doorframe, I shouted, "Yeah Dad, I'm coming."

  I picked up my suitcase and mentally said goodbye to my old room, life, and Aubrey. I then strutted out of the door, more than ready to start my new chapter. I decided to leave my old existence behind me and start again as a new and improved version of myself. The college I'd chosen was out of state, and I couldn’t be happier that my best friend Payton would be the only one there who knew me. Which meant I could be whoever I wanted to be. I could finally leave the mess that had become my life behind me, and I was determined to never let anyone hurt me again.

  My plan was to study hard and play hard. I refused to let stupid feelings get in the way this time, I just wanted to have fun, and enjoy my time at college.

  I made my way down the stairs, halting when my eyes landed on my dad, mom, and little brother waiting at the bottom. My mom had tears in her eyes. She was a very caring woman, and we had a very close relationship, so I knew she would miss me terribly. My little brother wasn't too bothered with me leaving. He was a great brother, and we had a wonderful relationship, but he was a typical sixteen-year-old boy. These days he was more interested in sports, game consoles, girls, and his friends. Even now, his fingers moved over the keys of his phone, texting away while sneaking short glimpses at me to make it look like he was paying attention.

  When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I placed my suitcase on the floor and no sooner than the tiny wheels hit the hardwood, my mom's arms were tightly wrapped around me. She hugged me, and as she did, I inhaled the floral scent of her perfume.

  Pulling away, she held my shoulders. "I'm really going to miss you."

  I looked into her tear-filled eyes and replied, "I'm going to miss you too, Mom, but I'll call all the time, and I'll be home for every break, I promise."

  "I know you will, Brie. I'm just being silly, I'm so proud of you. I can't believe how lucky we are to have such a smart and beautiful daughter. How did you turn out so amazing?" she asked me, as the tears gently faded from her eyes.

  "She gets it from her, Daddy," my dad joked.

  My mom rolled her eyes, and I laughed as my dad picked up my suitcase. He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek, then chuckled and left to put my case in the car, with the rest of my things.

  My mom pulled me in for another hug, and whispered into my ear, "I love you so much, Brie."

  "I love you too, Mom," I replied softly as I hugged her tight.

  She let me go and slowly moved aside so that I could see my brother. He didn’t even notice that we were both staring at him because he was still texting. She tutted at him while snatching the phone out of his hand.

  "Mom, what you do that for?" he whined.

  "Stop being so damn rude, Austin! Go say goodbye to your sister," she demanded as she folded her arms across her chest.

  He rolled his eyes and huffed as he casually made his way over to me. I wasn't offended. I knew that he loved me, but he was a typical teenage boy and didn't want to let his feelings show, so he acted like he didn't care at all. As soon as he reached me, I grabbed him and pulled him in for a hug. He stiffened up but gradually relaxed into it.

  "I'm going to miss you Austin. I love you, little bro," I said. To ease the tension, I smothered his face in tiny kisses.

  "Ah man, stop it, Brie, come on, that's not cool," he groaned as he tried to push me away.

  My mom chuckled, and I finally stopped my onslaught and let the poor boy go. He wiped his face and his expression was one of disgust, which made me chuckle.

  "I'm going to miss you too. Oh, can I have your room?" He gave me an innocent, doe-eyed look.

  "Austin!" my mom shouted.

  "No, you can't, Dweeb," I replied as I ruffled up his hair.

  "Oh man! That's so unfair. It's not like you're going to be using it!" he moaned.

  "Austin, leave it, she hasn't even left yet. Here, take your phone, and go upstairs," my mom demanded.

  I was going to miss my family so much. I was so lucky to have them. My parents were high school sweethearts and were just as in love now as they were when they met. They were hardworking and kind. My father ran his own auto shop business, and my mom was a nurse. We had a beautiful home, and I couldn't ask for more supportive or loving parents. Aus
tin was a good kid, he was smart and had astonishing grades, he was handsome and popular, and had even been picked recently to join the football team.

  We were an all-American family and were very lucky. I had been popular at high school since I’d been on the cheerleading squad and had even dated the quarterback. Our lives were pretty much a cliché, but I didn't care, I loved our life. Even though mine fell apart by the end of high school, I still appreciated it all. Everything was great before this last year, and even though I broke down for a while, I'd had enough support from my family and Payton, I was able to build myself back up. Now I was strong and confident again, and ready for my new adventure.

  "You ready to go, Kiddo?" my dad asked as he came back into the house.

  I smiled at him and replied, "Yeah, I'm ready."

  My mom kissed my cheek and hugged me one last time. I hugged her back and then followed my dad out to the car. I took one last look at my family home, and with a tear in my eye, I got into the car. As we pulled away from the house my phone buzzed with a text from Payton.

  Hey girl,

  we’re nearly there, I'll see you at Murston. I'm so excited, we’re going to have so much fun. College here we come! xxx

  I smiled and replied, telling her that I was excited too, and couldn't wait for us to be roomies. I then sat back and watched as my hometown flew past my window. Lots of memories flashed before my eyes, and I was beginning to regret leaving. When we reached the traffic lights outside the local coffee shop, I saw a bunch of people crowded outside, their loud laughter ringing through the street. Scanning over the group, my eyes met his, he had arm resting over the shoulders of a pretty brunette while his eyes twinkled with laughter. She didn't notice me, but he sure did.

  His hand glided through his wavy black hair, sweeping it out of his gorgeous face. His dark-brown, regret-filled eyes burned into mine, and his expression saddened. It took all my strength not to burst into tears, as I watched the pretty girl hanging all over him. Seeing his arm around another girl was still hard for me, and I didn't think I'd ever get used to it. I'd loved Kyle for as long as I could remember, and when he cheated on me, it ripped me apart.

  I swore that day I'd never let a bad boy steal my heart again. Everyone warned me he was no good, but I didn't listen, and for two years I fell blindly in love with the guy. I never believed people when they told me that he was seeing other girls. But I couldn't deny it after walking in on him and another girl at a party. It broke me that day, and my life quickly crumbled. Once word got out, he spread it around the school that he had to get it elsewhere because I was frigid. He said that I was boring, and the only reason he was with me was to prove to his friends that he could take my virginity.

  Everyone at school began teasing me and calling me names. I guess it was better than being called a slut, but it still hurt. Because he was the quarterback, all of my cheerleading friends followed him and dumped me. I got kicked off of the squad, and the only friend I had left was Payton. I kept to myself, and focused on my studies, making sure I kept my grades up. I wanted to be able to choose a good college, one as far away as possible.

  I glared at Kyle, making sure he knew that I wasn't bothered by his sad expression. I watched as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. He typed on it, before glancing back up at me. My phone buzzed, with a text from him. It read:

  Brie,

  I’m so sorry for what I did to you. I really did love you. I still do. Please don't leave. Stay here with me, we can start again. I won't ever hurt you again. Please, you are the best thing that ever happened to me.

  The girl with him tried peering at his phone, but he skillfully titled it away while planting a kiss on her lips. I scowled and shook my head as I witnessed a move, he’d used on me so many times before. With my lips pursed in frustration, I typed on my phone, grinning at him as I hit send. He appeared hopeful, but his face grew with anger as he read my text. While glaring at me a guy grabbed the phone out of Kyle's hand and read out the text. The whole group erupted in laughter. I winked at him before looking away with a huge grin on my face. I knew what I said was going to make his blood boil, and that thought made me the happiest I’d been in a very long time. It was about time he felt rejected and unwanted for a change. The text I'd sent read:

  Kyle,

  I would never give you another chance. I'm not frigid, I just never wanted to sleep with you because once I saw the tiny cock you had to offer, I didn't see the point in wasting my time.

  The only reason I didn't dump you sooner was because I felt sorry for you and your micropenis, and I enjoyed your money.

  Have a great life and thank you for all the gifts you bought me over the years, I pawned them all, and went on holiday with your cousin Trent. Who by the way, was an incredible fuck, with a huge dick.

  Oh and PS. That girl you're with was in my mom's clinic last week, good luck getting rid of chlamydia, you douchebag.

  Brie xxx

  The lights turned green, and as we pulled away, I was so happy to be leaving all that crap behind. Murston, you best be ready for me, because here I come! I thought.

  After hours of driving, we pulled into the Murston campus, and my dad parked the car. "Are you ready for this, Brie?"

  "I'm more than ready, Dad. I can't wait to get started on my new journey," I replied as I looked out of the car. The campus was huge, filled with excited students and their families. They were all either moving in, greeting their friends, or saying goodbye to their loved ones.

  I spotted Payton hugging her mom and dad. I guessed she'd arrived a while ago because all her stuff was already gone. I stayed in the car for a bit while she said goodbye to her family, not wanting to intrude while they had their moment. Once her parents had disappeared back into their car, I watched as she waved goodbye, before wiping her tears away.

  My dad got out of the car and had started removing my stuff from the trunk, laying it on the grass bank. Payton saw my dad and immediately ran towards us. I got out of the car and while waiting for her to reach us, I spotted my dad sniffing the air. I narrowed my eyes at him, but he was more fascinated by someone over by the trees. I thought I heard him growl a little, but I couldn’t be sure as Payton yelled,

  "Hey, Mr. Miller."

  My dad snapped his head around and instantly greeted Payton.

  "Hi Payton, are you excited?" he asked as he placed my suitcase onto the grass. I shook my head. My dad had some odd behaviors, but I was used to them. I’d often catch him sniffing stuff, and mom told me it was just one of his weird quirks.

  "Yeah, I'm super excited. I can't believe we managed to talk them into letting us room together. This is going to be the best four years ever!" She squealed.

  My dad chuckled and then locked up the car. "Come on girls, grab a box. Let's get you moved in, shall we?"

  I hugged Payton, but we didn't have time to celebrate yet. We hurried over and picked up a box each, then my dad threw a duffle bag over his shoulder and grabbed the handles of my two suitcases, dragging them behind him. He followed behind Payton, and I trailed at the back. She obviously knew where our dorm room was, so letting her lead the way seemed like the best idea. With all the excitement she was practically jogging through the halls. My dad and I were finding it hard to keep up, even though he was pretty much running. Both were gradually moving further and further away from me.

  I peered over the giant box in my arms and panicked when they turned a corner, instantly disappearing out of view. I quickened my pace, going as fast as my legs would allow while trying to balance the enormous box. I finally got to the corner where I saw them disappear and rapidly turned, trying to catch them.

  "Oooff!" A guy let out a loud exhale as my box smashed right into his chest, crushing the cardboard between us and throwing me backwards. I staggered and fell to the floor, the box smashing even more and bursting open. I watched as if in slow motion as my clothes sprinkled the air.

  Dazed, I sat still for a second, just staring at my underwear floa
ting through the air until it gently settled on the ground like autumn leaves. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as all my panties and bras were strewn across the floor for everyone to see.

  "Are you fucking blind?" the guy yelled, not even bothering to see if I was okay.

  "I’m so sorry; it was an accident. I couldn't see around the box. See, I'm new and..." I began to explain as I crawled around the floor, frantically gathering up all of my underwear.

  "Watch where you're going next time, got it!?" he said through gritted teeth, somehow still managing an authoritative tone. Frowning, he squatted down and tried shoving my underwear into the box for me.

  What the fuck is his problem? I already said it was an accident. Oh God, he's touching my panties. I'm gonna have to burn them now. Why did it have to be my underwear box? Why couldn't it have been my paperwork box? This is so humiliating, not exactly how I pictured my first day, I thought with a deep sigh, as I continued to pick up my personal items, shoving them back into the broken box.

  I spun around on all fours, checking if I had left any behind, but I couldn't see anymore. I crawled back around and glanced towards the guy's feet. He had stood while I’d been collecting my belongings, and as I peeked around his ridiculously expensive sneakers, my mouth fell open in shock. Oh no, God no! Please don't let this be happening, please don't let him see it!

  "I am so sorry. Thank you for helping me, but I think I've got it from here," I said sweetly, trying to get the guy to leave.

  I didn't even bother to look up at him because I didn’t want to show him my face. Surely, I looked like a damn lobster right now. Maybe if he didn’t get a good look at me, he might not be able to hold this against me later on. I stayed silent and pushed my box towards him a little, hoping that he would move to the side, and then out of the way enough for me to grab what was sitting on the floor right behind his feet. But as I pushed the box toward him, he stepped backwards.