تسجيل الدخولMaya’s POVI didn’t sleep that night. After I found out Leo had left the hospital without telling anyone, I kept checking my phone every few minutes like an idiot. No calls. No new messages. Just silence. The kind of silence that sat on my chest and made it hard to breathe.By morning, my eyes burned and my head felt foggy. I was still in the same clothes from yesterday, sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at the last message I had sent him hours ago:[I heard you left. Are you okay?]He had replied sometime in the middle of the night.[I’m somewhere safe. That’s all I can say right now.]That was it. No explanation. No “I’m sorry.” No “I miss you.” Just those careful, distant words. I read them again and again until they started to blur. My chest felt tight. I didn’t know if I was angry, hurt, or just empty. Maybe all three at the same time. Maybe more.Thelma knocked once and opened the door without waiting. She took one look at me and her face changed immediately.“You didn’t co
The hospital room felt too quiet after I hung up with Philip. My phone was still warm in my hand. For the first time in weeks, I had somewhere to go. I was leaving. I was done with this place — the rumors, the fights, the constant ache of wanting Maya and never being able to keep her without destroying everything around us.My ribs burned every time I took a breath. The doctor had said I needed complete rest, no stress, and weeks of recovery. I knew I was going against everything he told me, but I couldn’t stay. Every hour in that bed made the walls feel closer. I waited until the hallway outside went quiet. The night nurses had finished their rounds. Only the soft beeping of machines filled the silence.I sat up slowly, clenching my teeth as sharp pain shot through my side. My left arm was still in a sling. Moving was slow and awkward, but I forced myself through it. I found the plastic bag with my clothes under the bed. Getting dressed took forever. Every time I bent, my ribs scr
Leo’s POV I woke up tied to a chair. My head was pounding, my vision blurry. The room was dark and smelled like old beer and sweat. My wrists were bound tight behind my back with rope that dug into my skin. I tried to move, but the pain in my ribs made me gasp. Everything hurt. The first person I saw was Jordan. He was standing in front of me, arms crossed, that smug grin on his face. Two other guys were with him — big, tough-looking guys from the team or maybe just his friends. I didn’t recognize them. “What the fuck are you guys doing?” I mumbled, my voice hoarse and weak. My mouth tasted like blood. Jordan laughed and came closer to me. “You hurt Maya. I won’t forgive you for that.” He signaled to the boys he brought with him. “Teach him a lesson.” The first punch came fast. It landed hard on my jaw, snapping my head to the side. Pain exploded in my face like fire. I tasted more blood. The second guy punched me in the stomach. The air left my lungs in a sharp gasp. I doubled o
Leo’s POV I ran after Maya as fast as I could, my heart pounding in my chest. The parking lot was starting to fill up with students leaving for the day, but I didn’t care who was watching. All I could think about was the look on her face when she saw me with Clara. I couldn’t let her walk away like that. “Maya, please wait!” I called out, catching up to her and grabbing her hand. She turned around fast, her eyes red and full of pain. Before I could say anything else, she slapped me hard across the face. The sting was sharp, but it was nothing compared to the hurt in her eyes. People in the parking lot started stopping to watch, whispering and pulling out their phones. I didn’t care. I just wanted her to listen. “You are doing it again,” she said, her voice breaking as she scoffed. “I don’t even know why I bother. You are not mine to begin with. This whole thing—” She pointed between us. “I’m done.” Her words hit me like a punch. I felt my chest tighten. The anger, the guilt, the f
Leo’s POVI walked out of the clinic and immediately regretted it. The look on Maya’s face when I left kept replaying in my head like a bad movie. She had been crying, begging me to stay, and I just turned my back and left. I hated myself for it. I hated how weak I was being lately. Everything was falling apart — the fight in the cafeteria, the leaked videos, the way I kept hurting her. I couldn’t breathe. I needed to get out of there.I walked straight to Coach’s office without thinking. Maybe he could give me some advice, or at least let me sit there for a few minutes and calm down. I didn’t even knock. I just pushed the door open, hoping he was alone.What I saw stopped me cold.My homeroom teacher, Mrs. Rain, was on top of Coach on his desk. Her skirt was pulled up around her waist, and his hands were gripping her hips. They were kissing like the world was ending. I stood there frozen, my brain refusing to process what I was seeing.“Leo, don’t you knock before entering someone’s
Maya’s POVThe hallway floor was cold against my knees. I didn’t feel it at first. All I could see was Leo lying there, eyes closed, face pale, his body completely still. My heart was pounding so loud I could hear it in my ears.“Leo? Leo please wake up!” I yelled, my voice cracking as I shook his shoulder gently. “Somebody help!!”A crowd was forming fast — students whispering, phones out, teachers pushing through. Someone called for the nurse. I didn’t care about any of them. All I cared about was Leo. My hands were shaking as I brushed his hair back from his forehead. “Please wake up… I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for everything.”He didn’t respond. He didn’t even move. His chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, but his eyes stayed shut. Guilt hit me hard. How did I let it get this bad? All the times I pushed him away, treated him like a mistake because he was my stepbrother. The arguments, the silences, the way I hurt him. This was my fault.The door burst open and a nurse rushed in. “
My blood was boiling as I stormed straight toward Clara. She was still leaning against the lockers like she owned the fucking hallway, that smug little smile playing on her lips. The photo burned in my mind—Maya’s shirt shoved up, my fingers buried between her thighs, her face twisted in pleasure.
I slipped into class ten minutes late, the door creaking loud enough to make every head turn. My neck still burned from Maya’s lipstick and the fresh hickeys she’d sucked into my skin.My cock was half-hard just from the memory of her tight, dripping cunt clenching around me in that closet.“Mr. Lu
The next morning felt like the worst hangover of my life, but it had nothing to do with the alcohol. It was all her.The memory of Maya’s broken screams echoing in my ears, the slick, tight grip of her cunt squeezing my cock, the way her body had convulsed and milked every drop of my cum deep insid
Leo’s POVLook, I’ve spent three fucking years pretending I don’t want to rip Maya’s clothes off every single time she walks into a room. Three years of clenching my jaw so tight it hurt, forcing my eyes away from the way her tight little tank tops stretched across her full tits, or how her shorts







