Watch Me Fall (Emerson U, #1)

by K.C. Kean

To always following your dreams, and being a badass bitch when you do.

Hurt comes in all different forms. There’s always someone worse off than you, but that doesn’t make your pain any less real, any less heartbreaking. EZRA CAMPBELL

I can picture my obituary now, ‘Lou-Lou Carter died from humiliation after attempting to prove she had a big set of lady balls by choking down a big mouthful of vodka straight from the bottle. Unfortunately, her throat had other plans and rebelled against the fiery liquid.’

Jagger Izaro is my bossy, alpha asshole and his identical twin, Jameson, a close second in the brooding department. But they protect us all fiercely, and that’s their way of showing they care.

his deep brown eyes silently pleading with me to turn off my sass, but he should know by now the sass controls me, not the other way around.

Side by side they’re almost too similar, brown hair, brown eyes, chiseled jaws, and wide shoulders, making them every girl's wet dream.

But I see the differences. Jagger’s hair is longer, to his chin with a slight wave to it, while Jameson always keeps it above his ears and styled. Jameson also has a tiny red mark in his left iris that I’ve never seen on another soul, not even Jagger’s, and I swear it looks like a tiny heart.

Jagger scoffs. “Luella, I beat the fuck out of some punk tonight who thought he had a chance with you,” he bites out, his eyes swirling with something I hadn’t noticed there before, and my jaw hits the floor in surprise. “What makes you think I’m going to let you get wasted and go looking for dick when there are four right here in this room?”

Have fun, be fun, create chaos.

I’ll face their wrath, their everything, for all of eternity, if it allows me to be close to them again. Even for a minute. I might be able to breathe freely, like I used to. No matter how mad they are, they’re also the void my heart, mind, and soul have been craving for the last three years. This is my home now. Emerson U isn’t ready for me. No one is.

The color scheme continues up here, with six doors in total leading off in the straight hallway ahead.

Almost like they always planned for her

But someone cared enough to put this together, and in the colors I always dreamed about.

I hate to admit it, but whenever I’m in their presence, it’s like I’m home.

Leo walks in, his eyes finding mine instantly, and then he shifts his gaze to my coat on the back of my chair and he grins.

I knew it would be leo

“Fuck. Off. Leo,” I hiss, and thankfully, he does, leaning back in his seat, but his hand remains on my chair.

Leo will break first

Lead by example with these adult children, Lou-Lou.

“It’ll serve him right for falling asleep on her. She doesn’t deserve any of us welcoming her back with open arms, especially not him. Have you assholes forgotten what happened or something?”

What happened

Last night was… everything, yet nothing all at once. I feel stung by his actions right down to my soul.

I was too deep into the scene to comment but omg jagger broke first i didntsee it coming tho i shoul have hate fucking gets ya everytime

pleased with the job I had done on her room. It’s everything she envisioned when we were kids, and I tried not to leave a single detail out.

I knew leo was the one that did her room

Jagger especially. Maybe Vince could give me head while he watched. See how happy that makes him.

“Don’t ever fucking touch me again, you coward. Otherwise I will lose my lady-like demeanor, and I’ll drag your sorry ass through the town straight to your motherfucking grave. Have I made myself clear, Vince?”

Boss ass bitch

“There’s secrets around here, remember? The only person getting a free pass today is Ezra because it’s his birthday. You’re still in the fucking doghouse,” she states with a shrug, making me smile slightly. “So, I’m today’s favorite, huh?”

“You may be a bitch, Luella, but at least you’ve managed to brighten his day,” Jagger

Oh the groveling from him better be good

but clearly I have to get the answers for myself.

Or wait and see what they tell you when tey get home

“Oh, dear, with that blonde hair and those bright blue eyes I know who you are, Luella Carter, but it seems your stuttering means you don’t know why you are here,” her voice is gentle as she

Wait......is her mom there.......

“M-Mom?” I whisper, confusion creasing my face as