LOGINNoah sat beside me. He lit a cigarette. I didn't understand why I was here. But it was true, I'd almost forgotten about Anthony, replaced by fear and curiosity. "What are we going to do?" I asked. "I mean. You said you'd help me with my problem." "Your problem? You're just heartbroken. Not a serious issue. You just need to get revenge." "How?" Noah took a drag from his cigarette. He was handsome, but the vibe he gave off made me scared. "Send him the same kind of video he made with that other woman." "I have to hook up with a stranger just to get revenge?" This was a crazy idea. "No way." "Then just deal with it and accept the fact that you're not more interesting than your boyfriend's side chick." What the hell was that?! I wanted to get even, but I didn't want to do something insane. I grew even more agitated. My phone rang again. I looked at the screen. My mom was calling me. This was bad. She couldn't know I was with Noah, or she'd kill me.
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I sighed, stepping out of the car. Just this simple house, tiny garden out front. I have no idea how my mom even scored this place. After the divorce, she just took me out from our old house and dragged me to this town, like, way out in the middle of nowhere, far from the city grind.
"Casey, help me!"
Mom's voice snapped me out of my daze. I looked over at her.
"Alright, Mom," I mumbled, short and sweet.
I ambled over to her, where she was taking stuff out from the trunk.
"This is Dad's car, right?" It just hit me.
"This is mine. He has nothing in our marriage!"
Emh... I didn't wanna talk anymore. My mom's mood gets so messed up when talking about dad. So, I just grabbed some stuff and headed for the house.
As I was lugging boxes, I kinda accidentally heard this loud roar of bikes, like, echoing off each other. Mom and I both looked out at the street. Some guys on bikes, turns out, were the cause of all that noise. I just stared at them. Woods Town was supposed to be chill, not like the city, but these bikers were seriously proving me wrong.
"They're a bunch of scumbags," Mom grumbled, stomping inside.
One of the bikes screeched to a halt right in front of our house. I gasped, but also, like, what the heck? The guy riding it was wearing a denim jacket and jeans ripped all over the place. Those leather boots, casual but with that punk vibe, totally screamed his identity. He pulled off his helmet. Yeah, at least he wore a helmet.
"You're moving here."
The guy with the brown hair, clear blue eyes, and this intense, serious stare asked. And just like that, I felt like I got hit with a lightning bolt. I couldn't even answer. His vibe was seriously intimidating.
I just nodded. My hands were suddenly shaking, but then this guy actually grinned at me.
"You scared of me?"
My body literally felt like it got shoved into a freezer, frozen solid, couldn't move. I heard biker gangs were more like thugs. They caused trouble and attacked anyone without mercy.
"You such a jerk!"
Suddenly, Mom stormed out, swinging her purse, and just hit the guy. I gasped. Mom was furious, just wailing on him, no mercy.
"Hey, hey!"
"Go! Leave my daughter alone! You can't go close to her!"
I was so freaked out that Mom's move was gonna cause problems, especially since we had no clue what the situation was like in this town.
"Okay! Okay! Chill out, Ma’am. I'm leaving! I’m leaving now! Who do you think you are yelling at me?"
The guy looked at me. I ducked behind Mom. He put his helmet back on and then just left us there. My mom is so amazing. She'd do anything for her kids, but I was worried this stunt was gonna cause new trouble.
"Mom!" I protested.
"What? You think I'm gonna let that jerk bother you? You are not hanging out with people like that!"
"Mom, don't discriminate! I will not hang out with him. Plus, I don't even know him."
"Casey Turner! I brought you here, away from your dad, because I'm so worried about your future. I will protect you no matter what. So, you need to follow my rules."
One thing I always remembered about Mom and Dad, back when they were together: they never got along. Every single day, it was a fight. My mom's tough. She always fights injustice. But sometimes, she just goes overboard.
"Get inside. Don't let those scumbags see you again!"
I hurried into the house, but my mind was still stuck on that guy. This house was simple, but cozy. I liked it, but I had no idea what living here would actually be like. I'm super introverted and don't make friends easily. So many things scare me, especially starting over. My parents' divorce just added this huge new wound.
"Has Anthony contacted you, Casey?"
Mom asked as she started unpacking.
"He hasn't. Maybe he's busy getting ready for college."
Mom looked at me all sadly. She already knew how tight I was with Anthony Balweel, my boyfriend of three years from high school. We were totally in love, and I was so hurt to be in a long distance relationship with him.
"I am so sorry, Honey. I know you had to sacrifice..."
"Nah, nah. Don't blame yourself, Mom. I'm fine. Anthony and I are fine. We should hurry up. After we finish with the house, I'm gonna prepare for college stuff."
"Oh, yeah. You're going to college. Welcome to the new era. You're definitely gonna make tons of friends. Forget Anthony for a bit. You gotta start your new life on campus."
I smiled, but it was just for formality. I can adapt, but making friends? That'll probably be tough. I'm not good at starting conversations first.
***
Today's my first day on campus. I'm so nervous. I know there are probably tons of other freshmen too, but I just have trouble controlling myself.
I looked down the corridors of the Communication Faculty building. So many people. My nerves were totally spiraling.
Suddenly, I felt a hard jolt against my shoulder. My body lurched. My bag hit the floor, and stuff spilled everywhere. Oh, crap! I forgot to zip my bag when I left for campus this morning.
I kneeled down, grabbing my book, my phone, and my glasses case that was almost popping open. Just as I reached for the glasses case, someone walked by and stepped right on it. I glared, then looked up to see who was rude enough to stomp on my glasses case. It didn't break, but it was all muddy now.
"Oops, sorry. I'm in a hurry."
A pretty girl in a casual red dress with little flower accents on the shoulder just walked past, totally unapologetic.
I was so annoyed, but I can never stand up for myself. I quickly gathered my stuff and got up. As I stood, I suddenly bumped into someone else. My body almost toppled over, but I didn't fall because the person in front of me grabbed my waist.
My eyes widened. It was the guy with the denim jacket and that intense stare I'd seen before. He narrowed his eyes at me, looking at me like he knew exactly who I was.
"You're here." The guy smirked. "We meet again."
My heart was hammered. I thought yesterday was just a coincidence. A fluke that I saw a guy from a biker gang. I was so scared then, but now I realized this wasn't a coincidence. I met him at college. This destiny thing is weird. Why him? Why do I have to keep running into this scumbag? Why is he always around me?
Casey POV“I’m going to see Becky!”“Fucking idiot, Noah!”I could feel the tension crackling in the air as James and Noah argued. After hearing what happened to my mom, Noah was completely unhinged.James’s stare screamed protest.“You’re about to walk straight into Fallen Bike territory. Don’t forget your father is watching every move you make, Noah,” James warned him, trying to stay calm even though his voice was hard.“So what? You want me to just sit back while Becky holds Casey’s mom hostage?”“Hostage?”My stomach twisted. “Noah, watch your mouth.”“I’m not kidding, Casey. Becky’s been after you from the start. This is on me. He’s been tracking you.”“What?” I shook my head in disbelief.“Your mom was desperately looking for work in Wood Town. Looks like he used that to his advantage. He dangled a job in front of her just to lure her in and…”My hand flew over my mouth. Tears spilled out instantly.“This is my fault.”I couldn’t stop blaming myself.“Casey, don’t say that…”I c
Casey POVWhat the hell….What happened with Mom and Becky? I stared at Mom, hoping she’d explain.“Just go home, Casey. I’ll explain everything later.”She just ignored me, and acted like everything was fine.“Mom, no. Don’t be in denial. What happened?”“Casey, not now. This isn’t what you think.”“What do I think? Mom. You fucked around with the most dangerous guy in this town. Are you fucking insane? He already raped me… “Mom grabbed my hand, shoving me back toward Lucas’s car.“Mom, let go of me!”“Please, Casey. Don’t ruin everything. I did this for you!”“For me?”This was so fucking desperate. So my mom hooked up with that biker piece of shit because of me? So this is all my fault.I shook my head. Couldn’t take what she was saying. I fought back, trying to yank my hand free, then bolted toward Becky and punched her square in the face.“Casey, oh my god!” Mom reacted, but I couldn’t hold back the fire burning through my whole body right then.“What did you do to my mom, Becky
Casey POVBrenda looked at me, studying me in detail. Her eyes narrowed at the dress I was wearing. Her gaze was clearly condescending even though she was smiling.“No, Cressida. I did invite Casey. He and Noah are a package deal. I can't ignore that.”Brenda approached me, touching my dress.“Oh, wow. This is a very fucking famous brand. As far as I know, it’s insanely expensive. I didn’t expect you to have good taste, Casey,” Brenda sneered.I smiled. Noah, standing beside me, immediately wrapped his arm around my shoulder.“I chose this for Casey. Thanks for complimenting my fashion sense, Brenda. I hope you don’t mind that I let Casey look stunning tonight, Brenda.”Brenda instantly shifted her attention to Noah.“Oh, of course not, Noah. I’m glad Casey looks so beautiful tonight. Let’s get this party started. We need to have fun.”I smiled again. Honestly, I feel like a chicken here. I already told Noah not to come, but he kept persuading me. I always get weak when he throws thos
Casey’s POVIt’s way past midnight, and I still can’t sleep. Every hour, I check my phone, nothing. No texts, no calls. I sigh and shove my pillow aside, my eyes drifting toward the window.For a second, I remember Mom leaving in that fancy car last night. I never even knew she had friends like that in this town. Maybe I’ve been too wrapped up in my own mess to notice what she’s been doing all this time.The next morning, I woke up late. I rush to get dressed, grab my bag, and head for the door.“Need a ride?” Mom’s voice stops me just as I grab the doorknob.I blink, confused.“You’re… home?”Her expression flickers, just for a second, before she forces a laugh.“Oh, I just went out to take out the trash, honey. The garbage guy said I missed a payment or something. So I went out to handle it.”Liar. Who meets a trash guy in the middle of the night?“Bye, Mom.”“Don’t you want me to drive you?”“No, I’m good.”I hurry out, walking fast down the driveway while typing on my phone.“Watc












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