Billionaire Quadruplet Alphas

Thursday 24th September, 2020

Star’s POV

I came to in a dark, cool place. I was lying on something hard. I felt underneath me. Cold marble. I felt my head gingerly. Ugh. I was going to kill Angie myself. There would be no f*****g wedding. I wouldn’t be marrying them either after I was done with her until I had a year of steady unwavering devotion. I looked around. I gasped. I was in a cell! I looked around. I was in a basement. The marble floors and the tiled walls told me this was the underground floor of some fine house. I screamed in frustration.

“Shut up,” said Angie, tossing her hair and coming into view down a staircase on the other end of the room. She was in a white dress, thankfully not a wedding dress. It was a cocktail dress and sky-high stiletto heels. How did this powderpuff pack a punch like that? I was no prize boxer myself. I hadn’t even thought to block it. I had been so out of it.

“What are you doing, Angie? Are you seriously going to what…kill me…over Jonah?” I said, looking at her in disbelief.

“I don’t know,” she said quickly. “All I know is I want you out of the way for a while. You’re ruining my life!”

I laughed humourlessly. “I’m ruining your! You’ve taunted me for years knowing I was poor because of you!” I hissed. “You stole my inheritance!”

“NO!” Said Angie. “My mother did.”

“You knew about it!” I said fiercely. “You could’ve left me be if you had any decency knowing it was your family’s fault.”

Angie laughed. “You don’t get it, Star.”

It felt strange hearing my actual name come out of her mouth instead of Cloud or Moon or whatever. I was tired talking to her though. I slid down the wall. I had my Fae powers now but I had no idea how to properly harness them. My father had been right. I should have stayed home. I g*****d hitting my head against the wall.

“Don’t do that!” Shrieked Angie.

“What’s your problem?” I asked.

“Your face is all bruised already! I don’t want to be blamed for extra injuries I didn’t inflict in case your stupid faerie family finds you,” growled Angie.

“You are a complete psychopath, Angie,” I muttered.

Angie laughed. “I’m going to be Luna!” She said. “I don’t care what you think.”

“The other three don’t want you. Well, I don’t know about Noah but Zaya and Eli would rather date each other than you,” I said.

Angie laughed, tossing her head back.

“I know that,” she said. “I’m not an i***t!”

She could have fooled me.

“I broke up with all four of them for you though!” Said Angie, dangling my phone in front of my face.

I tried to snatch it, thrusting my hands through the bars but she withdrew it.

“Actually,” she said. “Here!”

She threw my phone at me. I caught it before it hit the bar. I looked at the messages.

11 missed calls from Zaya

Star: Stop calling me, Zaya! I’m done with you and your brothers forever! Please leave me alone!

Zaya: Please let’s just go to Jamie and Jessie immediately! We have Alto’s body!

Jamie says you have to be there when we give it back to make sure the curse never comes after you. I won’t beg you to be with me but I know you’ll find your way back to me eventually but let’s get Georgianna and Alto sorted out so you’re completely safe please. If you wanna be safe and single for a while I understand. You’re the only girl for me Star. Let me fix the parts of your life I ruined!

5 missed calls

Zaya: Star!!! You’re not with Harper and you’re not with Eli and you’re not with me!! You’re not home either! I called your father!! That’s how desperate I was!! He’s freaking out too now and he’s coming here! Please answer or call Harper if you don’t want to talk to me.

Star: I am just clearing my head ok. Please give me some time. Tell my Dad and Harper I’m ok. I’m at a hotel. I just want to be alone for a bit. I am safe.

Zaya: Then call me. I wanna hear your voice. Or better yet, vid chat me! I wanna be sure.

Star I can’t do that. I’m blocking you ok. You’re becoming obsessive.

9 missed calls from Eli

Star: Eli, I just need some time ok. I don’t need to be around you four right now.

Eli: Princess, you just need some time?! Zaya said you broke up with us via text?!!!! You’re not even much of a tester! But here I am, texting you, because you won’t talk to us! You promised me you’d never reject us based on something Jonah or Noah did. And you already tried to reject us once. Don’t do this again, please!! Just come back!! We can fix it! We have all the moving parts. Georgianna and Alto deserved to be together and we can help them in death and then we can run away together if you want. I don’t care about being Alpha anymore. I don’t care about anything really if I don’t have you.

Star: I am breaking up with you not officially rejecting you. I need space. You’re overwhelming me! I have to block you too! I’m sorry!

19 missed calls from Harper

Harper: Star I totally get why you’re not answering them but why are you not answering me!!! We are TWINS! This is very strange Star! Answer me! Dad is so worried!!! I totally let him down in the first five minutes of being responsible for you!! At least just answer so I can put Dad on the phone!! He doesn’t have a cell. You know how he is. I know you’re hurting but relationships are hard Star! I know you don’t have much experience but there is so much more to life than crying over the same people all the time. Come back here and break the curse ok! And then tell the Quads to f**k off and we’ll go back to our castle! Happily Ever After! And if you wanna be with them months, years, whatever from now sure. I won’t stop you. But come here and let’s fix this. I won’t be able to sleep while I know my twin is literally cursed by some ancient omnipotent witch! You did not explain that part Star!! But I’m not mad, I’m VERY worried. Holly is crying by the way. I’m so stressed. Please, Star I need you.

“I didn’t even answer Harper! I just blocked him!” Said Angie bursting into uncontrollable fits of laughter.

“These are pathetic! They sound nothing like me!” I snarled.

I immediately unblocked everyone and then realised I had no signal and nothing seemed to work.

“I took your sim card out,” she said.

I sighed.

“Did you think I would hand you a working phone?” She chuckled.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“Those messages sound nothing like me!” I said. “They will know something is wrong!”

Angie shrugged.

I tried mind-linking Harper. We had the strongest connection mind-link wise. We were twins but I kept getting horrible headaches. I wasn’t able to. I tried everyone. Zaya. Eli. Even Noah. I swallowed my pride and tried to reach Jonah. He wouldn’t let me die even though he smashed my heart to bits.

“Mind-link won’t work, Princess Hannah,” said Angie, fake pouting.

“You’re disgusting,” I said. “These are probably all fake,” I accused. “Zaya smashed his phone!”

I recalled Zaya telling me he smashed his phone back when he couldn’t reach me.

“He got a new one with the same number,” said Angie rolling her eyes. “Well, some assistant fetched it for him. They’re billionaires!”

“This is why you don’t suit them! You don’t know anything! You wouldn’t even know how to act in their world,” said Angie.

“We’re fated, Angie! You think you know better than fate!” I snapped.

“Fate has failed your family before!” Said Angie gloatingly.

I shrieked in anger. That was way too far! The lights overhead sparked and went out and a wind picked up out of nowhere in the basement and blew papers from a desk onto the floor. Angie looked startled.

“Get down here and control her!” Called Angie.

Who was she talking to?

“Your mom?” I asked.

“Oh, my mom knows you’re down here too but I’m talking to someone else! You have him to thank for those texts to Eli and Zaya! He composed them! When he handed me the phone and Harper sent his, I clicked block immediately! I’m not much of a writer! I hate drama!” Said Angie theatrically.

“Brink!!! Get down here!” Said Angie.

I gasped and shrunk away from the bars. Harper’s Brink?

Brink from Pariah came into view. This was Harper’s best friend and band mate. Oh no. Harper would be doubly devastated.

“What’re you doing?” I asked.

“I’m so sorry, Star!” Said Brink. “I had to! I’ll explain!”

“Go ahead and tell her! I don’t care! She won’t forgive you either way!” Said Angie dismissively.

“See you later, Brink. Don’t let me down! Keep a good eye and a good psychic hold on our prisoner!” Said Angie snidely, walking back up the stairs, leaving me with Brink.

“Help me,” I said softly.

“I will,” he whispered. “After Angie gets the main thing she wants.”