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Chapter Fourteen

작가: Imma Noir
last update 게시일: 2026-03-26 13:13:27

I watch through the windows as the sky goes from heavy and gray to dark and cloudy. Thunder cracks so loud it rattles the glass, and Sophie shrieks.

“It’s fine,” I say automatically, even as lightning splits the sky in a jagged streak.

Rain slams against the house in sheets, and the trees in the backyard bend violently.

Tyler steps into the kitchen from the hallway, scrolling on his phone. “They said it might get bad,” he mutters, just as another crack of thunder splits the sky.

The lights flic
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  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter 110

    Tyler’s POVThe room Ms. Teagues forces me and Jake in is barely bigger than a closet.She points between the two of us. “You two are staying in here until you can communicate like adults and figure out your issues,” she says, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I’m serious. If I come back in an hour and you two are still trying to kill each other, I’ll make sure neither of you sees graduation.”I’m too exhausted to argue, my knuckles and jaw hurt, and judging by the split in Jake’s lip, he isn’t doing much better.The door shuts behind us with a loud click after Ms. Teagues leaves, and neither of us moves for a while.Jake drops into one of the chairs surrounding the small table in the center of the room while I remain standing by the window. Outside, I can see students moving between buildings as the rest of the trip continues without us. Meanwhile we’re trapped in a room like angry children.Somewhere out there, Lila was probably worried sick. And the t

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter 109

    The class tour starts almost immediately after we settle into our destination, though “tour” feels generous for what is mostly Ms. Teagues talking, while seniors scatter in every direction like they’ve already mentally checked out.Tyler stays right beside me, close enough that his shoulder keeps brushing mine as we walk. The problem is, I can’t enjoy it.Not with the way everyone keeps whispering.Their voices follow us through the paths between the old buildings and through the courtyards, even as Ms. Teagues explains the historical significance of the town.I glance up at Tyler more than once, and each time, he looks calm. If I didn’t know him, I’d think none of it is reaching him. But I feel the tension coiled under his skin, even when his face doesn’t show it.At some point, his hand finds mine, and he laces our fingers together without looking at me. We’re halfway through the tour when I see Jake.He’s walking with a few students behind us, but his

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter 108

    The bus is already half full by the time I climb aboard.Students crowd the seats in noisy clusters, backpacks spilling into aisles and music leaking from someone’s speaker despite the teachers repeatedly telling them to turn it off.The atmosphere should feel exciting. It’s our senior trip, one of the last big things we’ll do together before graduation.Instead, all I can hear are whispers.“…can’t believe Texas picked Jake…”“…thought Tyler had it locked down…”“…did you see the post?”“…he played like shit; I’m not surprised…”I tighten my grip on my backpack strap, my gaze searching the bus.Eventually, I find Tyler near the middle. And somehow, despite everything, he’s smiling. The sight eases some of the tension in my chest.His face lights up when he sees me. “There she is, my favorite passenger.”I roll my eyes automatically. “And how many passengers have you met today?”“Only one that matters.”Heat creeps into my che

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter 107

    Tyler’s POVI never thought gardening would become part of my weekly routine. Yet here I am, kneeling and covered in dirt while holding a trowel.“You’re doing it wrong,” Mom says, standing over me with her hands on her hips.“You’ve said that six times.”“Because you’ve done it wrong six times.”“I play football, Mom. I’m not supposed to know how flowers work.”Mom rolls her eyes. “The flowers don’t know that.”I snort.Somewhere behind us, the twins are chasing each other around the backyard despite Mom’s earlier attempts to convince them not to use garden hoses as weapons. The whole scene is ridiculously normal, which is nice, especially after the last few weeks.Mom crouches beside me and starts rearranging the flowers I’d apparently planted incorrectly. “You know,” she says, brushing dirt from her hands, “your future wife will appreciate this.”I groan. “Mom.”“What? You have a girlfriend now.”Heat creeps into my face, which

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter 106

    I’ve been staring at my phone for an hour because it won’t stop lighting up.The notifications from Tyler’s constant calls and texts blur together until they feel like one huge background noise that I can’t switch off. I turn my phone face down on my bed, ignoring the vibration of the incoming call.I know I’m being unfair. Tyler didn’t do anything wrong; he played his game and talked to someone he used to know. That’s all it was, but my brain refuses to accept how simple that is.Every time I close my eyes, I see them talking again and laughing so easily. And I think they make far more sense than he and I do togetherI sit up abruptly and press my palms into my face. “Get a grip, Lila” I whisper to myself.My phone immediately lights up again after the vibration stops, but I still can’t bring myself to answer. Because if I answer, I’ll hear his voice and I’ll probably forget why I’m even upset in the first place. And then I’ll feel guilty for being upset at

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter 105

    The game against Westbrook sounds like a war cry.Or maybe it only feels loud because I can’t stop noticing everything. The whistles, Tyler’s name getting shouted every time he touches the ball, the cheers from the student section… and her.I spotted Amber almost immediately when Maya, Noah, and I arrived for the game. Westbrook’s side of the stands is packed, but she stands out anyway – leaning casually against the railing and wearing their school colors like she was made for them.Maya notices me stiffen beside her. “Oh,” she says slowly. “She’s here.”“Yes,” I mutter.Noah leans forward. “That’s Amber?”“Yup,” I mutter, unable to keep the bitterness from seeping into my tone.Maya had filled Noah in about our mall encounter the minute he showed up to pick us up. After Amber’s reveal, Maya had blurted out that I was Tyler’s girlfriend. Then, three of us had proceeded to have an excruciatingly awkward hair session, before eventually parting ways.

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter Eighty

    My body sags with relief as soon as last period ends.I trudge out of class, with Maya beside me, already dreading the whispers and pointed stares no doubt waiting for me in the hallways.A tall, gangly boy, that I recognize as a junior suddenly stops in front of Maya and I. “Here,”

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter Seventy-Eight

    By lunchtime, I’ve barely retained a single thing from any of my classes.Every time I tried to focus, my mind drifted helplessly back to Tyler – his hands on me, the way he’d looked at me afterward like I was something precious, and the fact that I’d woken up this morning with a stupid

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter Seventy-Seven

    I only ring the bell once before Tyler opens the door… shirtless.And for one humiliating second, every coherent thought leaves my body.My gaze catches on the sharp line of his collarbone first, then drifts lower before I can stop it – over his tan skin, the faint definition of musc

  • 15 Days Babysitting For My Star Quarterback Bully   Chapter Seventy-Six

    The smell of paint and turpentine hangs thickly in the garage as I drag another frustrated streak of blue across the canvas.“Okay,” Maya says from behind me, “that brush stroke looked personal.”I ignore her, forcing my concentration on the easel before me.The late afternoon su

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