Novels by Tomiie

Maren's pov.I scrolled through my page and the video from that night at Gideon's game kept showing on my page.I slid into the comments, many were talking trash about me. Saying I left Dylan for Gideon.If only they knew.I am lucky to have some people defend me which made me happy, I don't blame the people who were talking trash. Dylan said some things that don't happen trying to act like a victim.I still can't believe he does that just because I don't want to speak with him.Even though it has been four days, The videos of Dylan spilling nonsense were still trending and even surpassed the likes of the videos of I am Gideon kissing.I let out a sigh.My mind drifted back to Gideon, we haven't talked since that night. He was clearly angry.So am I.I wished I hadn't met Dylan, I hated him now. But I don't want ruin like he did. I hope he will stay away after this because he hasn't tried to text me.I clicked on a video of a woman, who also is talking about the video. Everyone is tr

Gideon povI placed my helmet on the locker and started removing my gears, I turned and Jaxon wasn't in yet.Probably still in the bleachers, taking pictures with fans.“We did well tonight and we will make it the series” Jake said, he is obviously sad about the way tonight’s game turns out.Everyone was sad, the high spirits were not present, everyone went around. Doing their thing.“Who wants to have a drink with me?” Jake asked, “please..” he begged I Chuckled.The rest of us laughed, and five of our teammates agreed to go out with him. I can't go with them tonight but I needed to talk to Maren.The door pushed and Coach came in, “Gideon, You need to see something” He said then I heard a loud noise.I rushed past him and headed to the bleachers, Maren was supposed to be waiting for me right outside this door.Then I paused, Maren was standing behind Jaxon. Petrified. My gaze landed on Dylan, who was trying to reach for Maren while Jaxon tells him to stay back.The hell is this f**

Maren's povIt was Saturday.And I am anxious, I have tried on different ways to style my hair and yet not okay with them.My makeup is done but the hair is the problem so I gave up and let them done straight.I glanced at myself in the mirror, It reminded me of when I was still in highschool. Pushing back memories, I picked up my shoulder bag and glanced at my outfit that includes Gideon's jersey and a baggy pair of jeans.It is comfy and good to go.“You look great, Maren” I tell myself and reapply my lipgloss before putting it in my bag and walking out of my room.I picked up my keys and walked out of my apartment, I scrolled through my gram page.There was a blog that it headline says; Do you know that Gideon Patton’s girlfriend is an artist?I scrolled through with a faint smile spreading across my lips, I entered the elevator hoping not met any if my neighbors who are a fan of Gideon.And thankfully I didn't met any till I get into my ride.When the car stopped in front of the

Gideon's povI glanced at my phone again. No reply from Maren, has she not check the package?What is she doing?Why has she not check it yet?“I think you should start signing, The girl is waiting,” Jaxon nudge my arm as he whispered, I glanced at the girl standing behind the table. About eleven years old, a fan apparently.I sat up with a smile on my face when he saw I was smiling too, The girl’s smile spread widened. “Hello, I am Gideon and you are?”“Winnie” She replied as she placed a picture of me, As she was holds a plushie of the icehawks Seattle mascot under arms.“Winnie, how are you doing?” I asked, picking up a pen to sign my autograph on her picture. “Can I see you have a lot of fan mechaindes?” I smiled. Winnie smiled brightly at me, “My mom brought them for me” she answered with a small voice,“Okay, where's your mom?” I questioned, Winnie turned and point to a woman who was already looking at us with a smile.I smiled back, “Do you want a picture?” I asked as I glance

Maren's pov“This is a nice painting, you did a good job.” Abel said as he examined my latest painting, “Oh I love when an artist puts their emotions in their art. This is beautiful”“Thank you” I smiled, “You are welcome,” He said as he sat up properly, “I have a job offer for you since you are good when it comes to painting people. I don't know if you are interested’“Yes I am,” I sat up as long it is not going to distract me from my ongoing work” I smiled,“It won't, A good client of mine also love your style so he wants you to paint his wife” Abel explained“Oh…that's lovely” I said, “She is dead actually, so he wants to describe her from his memory. It is something very emotional for him” Abel stated. That is sad, “He will be coming to the next exhibition, you can discuss with him there”“That will be good, no problem” I answered the man, I picked up my purse as I stood up from my seat.“Great, I will let the client know you are interested” Abel said as he took stands.“Thank

Gideon's pov“And we are at Gideon's penthouse!!” Jake yelled loudly, making me shake my head. “You should invite us for a celebration of loss but either way we are still in the game” Jake rambled off,I picked up my bags, Jaxon smiled as he put his hand forward for a handshake. I chuckled, “We are no longer kids” I tell him He just shrugged, “You look like you need it”I took his hand and did our friend handshake, “Patton, get off the bus. We also need to get to our houses” I heard Coach yelled,“I will soon be off the bus, Coach and you gonna miss me” I joked,The coach snarked as Jake started singing a song with his cracked voice, I stepped off the bus knowing they would all ask Jake to stop singing.And as soon as I was alone, Malrien drifted into my mind. It's been a week since I called her asking about Shirley and she sounded pissed and uncomfortable when she answered.I get she would be pissed after asking what she and Shirley had talked about, not thinking Shirley might have