Chapter: Chapter 9When I finish eating, I wait a little for my food to settle before making my way home. Outside, I glance down and notice a stain on my top, and I realize that despite how careful I was, I still managed to spill something on myself.When I get home, though, something feels off. Both of my parents’ cars are parked outside. That’s strange, they’re rarely back this early.I walk toward the entrance, and suddenly everything makes sense. They cut their holiday short because they were fighting again. Not that they even went to the same place in the first place.“You’re so dumb, oh my God, I wish I could leave your sorry ass,” my mom shouts from the living room.“What’s stopping you then?” my dad yells back. “Who’s holding you captive? Fucking leave if you want to.”“So you can run to court and take my money? I’ll be damned.”“Who wants your money? I’ve got mine. And I thought you were staying for your daughter,” my dad says, just as I step into the living room.The timing is almost funny.I
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Chapter: Chapter 8My altercation with Owen yesterday scared me, shook me, even, but it also gave me the courage to keep going with my plan. It was working. If he hadn’t reacted at all, that would’ve felt like a complete failure.I’m in my room now. I only went downstairs once, around ten this morning, just long enough to grab breakfast, a bowl of cereal, and cold milk, same as always. It’s two in the afternoon, and I’m still here, lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to come up with my next move. So far, I’ve got nothing.I don’t want a repeat of the hallway encounter. That felt too subtle, too easy to dismiss. This time, I need it to be obvious. I need other people to notice. I need him to react differently, not just watch and decide to drop it like it doesn't matter. The only idea I’ve managed to circle back to is starting an argument with him in the hallway, over anything. But that could go wrong so fast. What if he retaliates immediately? What if he turns it on me before I even get my p
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Chapter: Chapter 7By Wednesday, I start to wonder if I imagined everything.The bump. The looks. The way my chest nearly collapsed in on itself when his shoulder brushed mine, and I didn’t dare turn around.Because nothing happens.No whispers follow me down the halls. No sudden laughter when I pass. No notes shoved into my locker. No confrontation. No retaliation. Owen Kyle doesn’t say a word to me.But he looks at me.And somehow, that’s worse.The first time it happens again, I’m at my locker, fumbling with the stubborn dial, already late for class. My damn water bottle falls, and I bend to puck it up, but when I stand up, I notice him passing by, and he gives me that same look that holds no emotions.His eyes are on me, not curious, not angry, not amused, just… there.I drop my gaze instantly, my fingers slipping on the lock. When I risk another look, he’s still watching me even as he goes. Not openly enough that anyone else notices, but deliberately enough that I do. Like he wants me to know.By
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Chapter: Chapter 6PresentI almost don’t go to school.The thought settles in my chest the moment I open my eyes, heavy and unmoving. My body knows before my mind fully catches up. Yesterday didn’t end when I got home.Yesterday is still here.I roll onto my side and grab my phone. The screen lights up immediately.Star: Are you okay??? Mila: Please tell me you didn’t get murdered. Pri: Chloe. Say something. I’m actually scared.I stare at the messages, thumb hovering. I don’t know what to say because I don’t know anything. Not what Owen is thinking. Not what he’s planning. Not whether yesterday was the bravest thing I’ve ever done or the dumbest.So I don’t reply.I toss my phone onto the bed and sit up, dragging a hand down my face. Skipping school feels tempting. Easy. My parents wouldn’t notice. They barely notice when I come home late or lock myself in my room for hours. If I disappear for a day, it won’t register.But skipping won’t undo anything. And if Owen Kyle wants to find me, hiding will
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Chapter: Chapter 5Two Academic Years AgoIt had been exactly nine days since my family and I moved to North Carolina when I stepped onto the grounds of Briarwood High, my new school. It was already midterm, and I expected the usual morning chaos: voices overlapping, lockers slamming, people rushing everywhere. Instead, I was met with something close to emptiness.The parking lot was half-empty. The courtyard, which I’d imagined would be loud, crowded, and overwhelming, felt strangely hollow. A few students drifted past in small clusters, but there was no urgency, no buzz, no frantic energy that usually defined the start of a school day. It felt like I’d arrived late to something important and no one had bothered to tell me.I adjusted the strap of my backpack on my shoulder and stood just inside the gates, unsure of where to go next. The building loomed ahead of me, red brick, wide windows, banners hanging from the railings announcing school pride and past victories I knew nothing about. Briarwood High
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Chapter: Chapter 4The bus jerks to a stop in front of Briarwood High, and the familiar wave of too-loud laughter, too-strong perfume, and way too many people crashes into me the second the doors hiss open. I sling my backpack over one shoulder and step out, scanning the courtyard out of habit.My girls are never here at this hour. Ever. They treat “coming early” like a contagious disease, and honestly, I get it. I’m only early because I take the bus. So when I see them clustered by the entrance, bright, chaotic, and surprisingly awake for 7:30 a.m., I almost laugh.Star spots me first. She nudges Milla and points, and suddenly all three of them are lighting up like they just found a stray kitten.“Oh my God,” Pri says as soon as I get close, “she actually came.”“I school here,” I deadpan. “Where else would I go?”Milla ignores that completely. “No, like… You actually showed up ready to start World War III.”“Good morning to you too,” I say, tightening my hoodie around me.They’re all jittery. Not scar
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Unleashed Desires
Ash had always harbored a deep desire to study abroad. When the opportunity finally presented itself, she was ecstatic and brimming with excitement. Her eagerness to explore a new culture and learn new things was palpable. However, little did she know that her life was about to take a dramatic turn. Upon arriving at her destination, Ash met her new roommate, who was undeniably attractive. They soon became friends with benefits, and Ash was living her best life. However, things took a surprising turn when she met her roommate's best friend, who was even hotter than him. It was then that Ash realized she was attracted to both men. She shared this revelation with them, and they agreed to engage in threesomes, fulfilling a long-standing fantasy of hers. Their sexual escapades were thrilling and fun, but as time passed, Ash began to realize that her addiction to sex was starting to take a toll on her life. She found herself skipping classes, neglecting her studies, and spending all her money on sex parlors. Her addiction became so severe that it strained her relationships with friends and family. One day, Ash's ex-boyfriend Alex joined the same master's program as her. Although they hadn't spoken since their messy breakup, they rekindled their friendship. However, her newfound desires had changed, and Alex wasn't enough, so he opted out. But gave Ash the option of being ready to help as her friend. As her addiction worsened, Ash found herself failing her classes and jeopardizing her future. It wasn't until she hit rock bottom that she realized she needed help. She sought therapy and started attending sessions to overcome her addiction. With Alex by her side throughout. Do they rekindle their love again? Hop on the bandwagon and let's find out.
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Chapter: Chapter 24Mark stayed close for the next thirty minutes, always beside me, always checking in. If someone brushed past me too much or tried to approach, he’d shift a little closer like some kind of quiet shield. And I liked that, it made me feel seen.But then… he started drifting. Not in a dramatic way, but slowly.One moment, he was behind me, dancing and holding his drink. The next, he was waving at someone across the room. Then he disappeared into the crowd.I wasn’t pressed about it, honestly. We weren’t dating, and I didn’t expect anyone to babysit me. But it was interesting watching the shift. Every time he came back, he’d be a little hyped, a little sweaty, and every time he vanished, I’d spot him dancing with some girl or chatting close to someone.It was weird, but not weird enough to ruin my night. Just… noticeable.Still, I stayed in my happy bubble. I had waited so long to breathe again after exams. Nothing was going to ruin my vibe. Not even Mark being half-present, half-MIA.
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Chapter: Chapter 23Dam started avoiding me again, and honestly, it was hilarious this time around. I didn’t know what switch flipped in his head, but ever since our conversation about Mark, he’d been acting like he suddenly developed allergies to my presence. The moment he heard my footsteps in the hallway, he’d find something, anything, to grab as an excuse to leave.The first morning it happened, I’d walked into the kitchen to make tea before work. He was leaning against the counter, scrolling through his phone, shirtless as usual. When he raised his head and noticed me coming in, his eyes widened slightly, like a kid caught stealing candy.“Morning,” he’d said, clearing his throat.“Morning,” I returned, grabbing a mug.“Oh, uh, shoot, I forgot I left my charger… somewhere,” he mumbled, already halfway to the living room.“Your charger is literally right there,” I pointed to the table.“Oh. Yeah. That one. I meant my… uh… other charger.”And then he disappeared.I had stood there blinking for a solid
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Chapter: Chapter 22The room went completely silent after I told Dam how I felt about Mark. I didn’t add anything else, there was nothing more to explain, and I wanted to give him the space to process it. He just lay there on the couch, completely still, eyes wide open, like he couldn’t decide whether to breathe or shut down entirely.The sight alone made a small, awkward laugh slip out of me. It wasn’t funny, not even close, but it was the kind of nervous laugh that escaped when things got too tense and too real all at once. He didn’t react. He just kept staring at the ceiling, unmoving.“One moment, I need to use the bathroom,” he finally said, his voice way too calm for how fast he jumped up. Before I could say anything, he practically sprinted down the hallway and into his room, the door clicking shut behind him.At first, I waited. I sat there on the couch, clutching a cushion and replaying the moment in my head, wondering if I should have phrased things differently, or if saying it at all had been
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Chapter: Chapter 21“Ashy,” he shouted my name like he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard.“What? I’m not lying,” I said, trying hard not to laugh.We stood there staring at each other, him wide-eyed and baffled, me fighting a grin. The silence stretched for a beat, then another… and suddenly we both cracked, laughter spilling out of us at the same time.“You’re impossible,” he said, which only made me laugh harder. Honestly, it felt good.“I know,” I admitted, wiping a tear from my eye, “but I'm not lying when I say I don’t see any reason to apologize.”“Whatever, Ashy. I’m just glad you’re forgiving me and we’re going back to normal.”“I’m still considering forgiving you,” I corrected.“That’s still good by me.”“There’s one more person you have to apologize to, you know that, right?” I asked.“We talked already. We’re good.”“Oh, really? He never told me,” I said, a small sting of betrayal poking at me.“Sorry about that. He’s just that way,” Dam explained.“Noted.”“So…” he started, but I shut him
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Chapter: Chapter 20The first day of exams arrived faster than I expected. My heart was racing before I even got out of bed, and I could barely force down breakfast. The bread tasted dry, almost stale, but the real problem was the anxiety sitting tight in my stomach, rolling with every breath. Exams didn’t usually get to me like this, but it was my first time taking exams at Wyvern, and I had no idea what their style would be or how difficult the questions might get.By the time I reached the exam hall, the room felt like controlled chaos. Rows of desks had been spaced out in perfect lines, each one facing the front where two invigilators stood, stiff and watchful, attendance sheets held like weapons. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, a faint sound I’d never paid attention to during classes, but today it only sharpened the tension hanging in the air. The room looked the same as it always did, yet nothing about it felt familiar. Everything carried a weight it didn’t have before.Students shuffled in
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Chapter: Chapter 19We hadn’t spoken for three days. And while a small part of me felt guilty about it, I tried not to care. Damian needed to understand that he couldn’t talk to me like that and get away with it. I appreciated our friendship, what we shared, what we were, but I wasn’t his girlfriend, and I wasn’t going to let him treat me like one or disrespect me as if I owed him something.That night after our fight, once my anger had cooled, I replayed everything in my head. Maybe he didn’t have to raise his voice the way he did, but… did I really have to tell him where I was going? Did I owe him that? The thought haunted me through most of the night, along with the memory of how I’d snapped at him. My words had come out like sharp blades, and afterward, I couldn’t shake the question: What was wrong with me?Still, I pushed it all aside. I didn’t have the mental space for emotional drama, not with exams closing in. I buried myself in schoolwork, determined to keep my scholarship intact. My nights were
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