Dear Diary, The Cross Brothers are After Me
Description
"Dear Diary...The Cross Brothers Are After Me" is about Lila, a girl who moves to a new town and becomes the focus of the Cross brothers-Aiden, Asher, and Grayson. They start by bullying her, but their behavior turns obsessive and manipulative, dragging her into their twisted games. Through her diary, Lila reveals her struggle to endure their torment, navigate their dangerous intentions, and figure out how to take control of her own life.
Chapter 1
Feb 22, 2026
Date: August 28th
Time: 11:30 PM
Dear Diary,
New town, new school, new nightmare. I wanted a fresh start, but apparently, the universe has other plans. Dinner with the neighbors should’ve been uneventful, right? Wrong. Enter the Cross brothers—Aiden, Asher, and Grayson—three boys who make trouble look like an art form. One dinner, and I’m already their new target.
Tomorrow, I’ll face Ridgemont High. If tonight’s any indication, I’m stepping into the lion’s den. Wish me luck. Or better yet, pray for me.
-Lila
***
Moving was supposed to be a fresh start, at least according to my parents. For me, it felt like exile. Our new house stood in a neighborhood straight out of a luxury magazine—manicured lawns, pristine sidewalks, and houses so big they could have their own zip codes. It was a world I didn’t belong in, and I wasn’t about to pretend I did.
I was still unpacking my room when my mom poked her head in. “Lila, sweetie, put something nice on. The neighbors are coming over for dinner.”
I groaned, sinking onto the bed. “Do I have to?”
“Yes,” she said, her tone final. “They’re your father’s new colleagues, and we want to make a good impression.”
Reluctantly, I threw on a plain sweater and jeans. It wasn’t like I was trying to impress anyone.
The Cross family arrived promptly at seven. The moment the front door opened, I was hit with a wave of energy that was equal parts charm and danger. Three boys stepped inside, each so stunning it felt almost surreal.
The first one, with messy brown hair and a grin that could only be described as trouble, was the first to notice me. His sharp eyes raked over me, his smirk widening.
“New girl alert,” he said, his tone dripping with mockery. “This is gonna be fun.”
The second boy, standing slightly behind him, was more composed but no less intimidating. His features were sharp, his posture relaxed, and his gaze piercing.
“Careful, Aiden,” he said smoothly. “You might scare her off before we even start.”
So that was Aiden. And this one… Asher.
Before I could process their words, the third boy entered. Taller, broader, and with an air of silent authority. He didn’t smile. Didn’t even seem to care that I was standing there awkwardly, clutching the edge of the counter.
He looked me up and down, his cold eyes lingering just long enough to make me uncomfortable. “She doesn’t look like she’ll last long.” His voice was flat, dismissive, like I was already a waste of time.
Dinner was worse.
My parents were all smiles, chatting with Mr. and Mrs. Cross about work and local schools, oblivious to the tension at the table. Meanwhile, the brothers had decided I was their new favorite pastime.
It started with Aiden “accidentally” knocking over my water glass.
“Oops,” he said, grinning as I scrambled to grab napkins. “Didn’t see that there.”
“Sure, you didn’t,” I muttered, glaring at him.
“Careful, sunshine,” he teased. “That glare might burn a hole in the table.”
Next came Asher, who watched me like a hawk every time my parents asked me a question. When I stuttered over an answer about my future plans, his smirk grew.
“Don’t worry, Lila,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “You’ll figure it out eventually. Probably.”
I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment and frustration. “Thanks for the vote of confidence.”
And then there was Grayson. He didn’t say much, but his presence was impossible to ignore. He sat at the far end of the table, watching me like I was some kind of experiment he was studying. Finally, he spoke, his voice cutting through the chatter.
“Let me guess,” he said, his tone devoid of emotion. “You’re one of those girls who thinks she can handle anything?”
I stiffened, meeting his gaze. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
He shrugged, taking a sip of his water. “Exactly what it sounds like.”
The silence that followed was suffocating, and for the first time, I was grateful when my mom changed the subject.
Later that night, after I’d finally escaped to the solitude of my room, I flopped onto my bed and stared at the ceiling. Who did they think they were? Sure, they were good-looking—annoyingly so—but that didn’t give them the right to treat me like some kind of joke.
I tried to shake it off, telling myself I wouldn’t have to deal with them much. They were neighbors, nothing more.
Just as I was starting to relax, a soft tapping sound pulled me from my thoughts.
I frowned, sitting up. It was coming from the window.
Sliding off the bed, I padded over and pulled back the curtain. My heart sank. Standing in the backyard, grinning up at me like a pair of mischievous devils, were Aiden and Asher.
Aiden raised a hand in a mock salute, his smirk firmly in place. He mouthed, “Welcome to the neighborhood, sunshine.”
Beside him, Asher shoved his hands into his pockets, his smile less playful but just as unnerving.
I slammed the curtain shut and backed away, my heart pounding.
“Great,” I muttered under my breath. “I’m living next to psychopaths.”
Dear Diary, The Cross Brothers are After Me
60 Chapters
60
Contents
Save
Passion Exclusive
My Passion
Copyright © 2026 Passion
XOLY LIMITED, 400 S. 4th Street, Suite 500, Las Vegas, NV 89101