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Daisy’s povDad was kneeling on the floor beside Mom’s chair, dramatically declaring his eternal love. He held a bouquet of roses in one hand and a diamond bracelet in the other, where he got it from, I had no idea. Mom still looked upset, but I could tell she was beginning to soften.I giggled and tiptoed away, heading upstairs to my room and leaving them to sort things out.As I got ready for bed, I hummed quietly, feeling lighter. I had really missed my parents, it had been almost two months since I last saw them. But then I remembered something that wiped the smile right off my face.I had completely forgotten to tell them about Jaxon. I slapped my forehead and groaned.During dinner, I tried to bring it up, but every time I opened my mouth, no words came out. So I said nothing. And now? What was I supposed to tell Jaxon?I started pacing across my room, biting my nails. How was I going to explain that my parents were back and I had not told them about him? Would he be mad? Would
Daisy’s povI stared at the ceiling, listening to Taylor Swift singing about wanting to go back to December. Before that, I had played Bruno Mars promising he would catch a grenade, and Ed Sheeran talking about getting drunk the moment he wakes up.I turned to check the clock on my bedside table. It was 6:35 in the evening. My parents had been home for nearly two hours.I thought music would calm me down after reading failed to help, but I was completely wrong. I could not stop thinking about the fact that my parents were here. At home. Right now.I rolled over, grabbed a pillow from the headboard, and pressed it over my face to muffle a scream. My parents were here.Oh no. My parents were actually here!I had not told them I had a boyfriend. I had not mentioned that my boyfriend looked tough, hot, yes, but definitely rough around the edges. I had not told them it was Jaxon. And I definitely had not told them that Jaxon was the school’s notorious bully.I winced just thinking about it
“Your phone keeps ringing.”Jaxon walked into the kitchen, towel-drying his damp hair, wearing only his boxers. His eyes immediately landed on Harry, who was loudly chomping through another bowl of cereal like it was gravel. The sound grated on Jaxon’s nerves.“Your phone keeps ringing,” Harry repeated with a full mouth.“Oh, really?” Jaxon said with a mocking tone. “I could hardly hear it over the sound of you chewing tree bark and small animals.”Harry gave him a wide grin, food stuck between his teeth. Jaxon grimaced and looked away, reaching for his phone on the counter. The moment he saw the screen, his expression darkened. Of course.“It is your father, isn’t it?” Harry asked, his voice quieter.“I do not have a father,” Jaxon muttered coldly. He powered off the phone and placed it back down.Harry shoved another spoonful into his mouth.“Why are you still here anyway?” Jaxon snapped. “You said you were not staying over.”“I crashed on the couch. Relax. You should probably answe
Avery rolled her eyes. “Please. It is obvious. You look like the kind of girl who is waiting for someone special before you give that away. Someone perfect. Someone who says all the right things and makes you feel like a princess.”I stared at her, completely stunned.She was right.That was exactly what I had been waiting for. The perfect guy. The dream guy.“So,” she went on, “are you really going to give something so important to a boy who has a reputation for sleeping with anyone who lets him?”My chest tightened.I had never really thought about the other girls Jaxon might have been with. What kind of relationships he had before me.Sienna gave me a quick look. “That is not exactly true. People say it is his friend Harry who hooks up with everyone. Jaxon just has a bad temper. He is not the school player. Harry is.”Avery’s face darkened the moment Sienna said Harry’s name. I noticed it and, for a moment, my own pain was replaced by curiosity.“But… I thought everyone in school w
Daisy's pov“What are you doing out here?” I quickly looked up. Sienna was standing over me, frowning. I closed the book I was reading. “It is free time, so I thought I would read,” I mumbled, lowering my gaze.“But outside? It is freezing,” she said. “Go back to the classroom, Daisy.”Honestly, I would rather freeze in the cold than sit inside and hear all the cruel things our classmates are saying.“Or go to the library, for heaven’s sake.”And feel everyone’s judgmental stares while I ruin their focus? No, thank you.“Are you even paying attention to me, Daisy?”I let out a sigh and looked up. “I am fine, Sienna.” But just then, a cold wind blew past us and made me shiver. She narrowed her eyes on me. “Really fine?”She rolled her eyes and pulled me to my feet. I tried to resist, but she tightened her grip, and I gave in. I let her guide me without protest because I was too tired, physically and emotionally. After everything I had heard that morning, pretending to be okay was ge
Jaxon watched Daisy climb the stairs, and something twisted deep inside his chest. A sharp, almost unbearable ache spread through him.He was losing her. The thought alone was worse than anything he had felt in a long time.But the truth was, he had never really had her to begin with. He ran a hand down his face and dropped onto the sofa. Leaning forward, he rested his elbows on his knees and stared down at his hands. The skin was broken, red, and sore. He could still feel the moment it split when he threw the first punch. He could still see the guy they went after, bent over in pain, coughing up blood. And the worst part? He had felt good about it.He had watched his friends take their turns, and he had not looked away. Jaxon clenched his hands into fists, ignoring the sting. His knuckles throbbed, but the ache in his chest was much worse.It was over. He had handled what needed to be handled. But if it was really over… why did it feel like he was falling apart?He should never have