ログインHazel’s POVAs the new homecoming date gets closer, I can feel it even before anyone says it out loud.I barely have time to campaign because I am almost escaping after class to avoid unnecessary questioning. I have only confided in Sasha that I was going to see Jaxon in the hospital but I hadn't told her the whole truth.Walking into campus this morning, I saw a couple of my posters at the entrance with my bright smile, the same one Sasha had taken of me and decided it was the best fit.I wore my campaign badge today and that was enough to get people staring at me as I walked by. I made sure to keep my shoulders high, as I walked through the hallway in my faculty. But the thought of Jaxon still lingered at the back of my mind, his recovery period and the anonymous agent.With each day passing by, his absence wasn't quiet anymore, not the way it was at first when it felt like something only I noticed, because now a lot of other persons have walked up to me to ask of his whereabouts i
Hazel’s POVAfter Jaxon’s surgery, I just fall into a routine of visiting him everyday after classes, and somehow, each visit makes everything between us feel more real but the more normal it starts to feel… the harder it is to ignore the fact that none of this actually is.Immediately after class, I gather my things before anyone can stop me.I can’t afford to stay when I already know what they’re going to ask… and I don’t have an answer I can safely give.The hospital doors open the same way every time, and I walk through them without slowing down. My steps now are familiar with the path.He’s always awake when I get there.“You’re early,” he says one afternoon, trying to sit up. It was a relief seeing him trying to make even the tiniest movement.“I finished classes early,” I replied, setting my bag down on his favourite protein shake on the side table while I sat beside him.Then I took some time to inspect his shoulders, studying the trace of bandaging, looking out for any change
Hazel’s POV“I’m fine. Don't worry.”The message sits on my screen, small and careless, as if it carries no weight at all, yet the more I stare at it the tighter my chest feels, because this is not the kind of thing you send when everything is actually fine.Before I even realize I’m dialing his number.The call rings too long before dropping into voicemail. I pull the phone away with a sharp breath and call again, pacing the room now because standing still somehow feels worse.“Jaxon… pick up,” I mutter.I call again.This time, it connects and I start talking too fast, his name spilling out along with questions I can’t control…Until the voice that answers isn’t his.I freeze.“…Mrs. Carter?”My voice comes out uncertain, fragile, because I already know something is wrong.Her tone is calm, way too calm.“What’s going on?” The words tumble out. “Where is he?”There’s a long pause from her end and in that space, my mind fills in everything I don’t want to imagine.“We’re at the hosp
Hazel’s POVI stormed out of the house, my steps uneven against the pavement, Trey's voice still playing in my head like he’s right behind me.I shake my head, trying to push it out, but it doesn’t leave. I decided it's best to take a walk to ease my feelings.Was Trey even joking? I should go to Homecoming with him now. Why is my gut telling me he is doing this to get back at Jaxon.. or he actually meant it. Anyways, it didn't matter because it wouldn't have changed my response.I reach for my phone without slowing down and scroll to Jaxon’s name, my thumb hovering for a second before I press call. The line rings once, twice, then goes straight to voicemail.“Jaxon… pick up,” I mutter under my breath, staring at the screen waiting patiently for him to respond to my calls..I dialed his number again and it still went to voice mail.When I got to the dorm, the first thing I checked was my phone for his missed calls but there was nothing.I landed on my back in the bed, the mattress dip
Trey’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed with my phone in my hand, staring at her name longer than I should, every moment she walked away from me like it didn’t matter, like I didn’t matter, and something in my chest tightens until I pressed call before I can talk myself out of it.She picks up on the third dial.“Trey?”Her voice comes in flat, no warmth, no excitement, no nothing. Memories of when Hazel was inseparable from me flashed, and I clenched my jaw. All that changed when Jaxon came into the picture.“Hello.” Her voice rang through the speaker, snapping me out of my thoughts“I need you to come home,” I say, keeping my tone steady. “I have something important to tell you.”She didn't say anything and I checked the screen to be sure, she hadn't just hung up but she was still there.“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she replies, finally after letting out a sigh“It is,” I cut in, sharper this time, then I forced myself to ease it. “Just come, please.”Another pause stretche
Jaxon's POV It's been a very long day and the mood in the car was still cold from the aftermath of the game and Trey’s face-off.I didn't like the way Hazel was looking at me, I hated being an object of pity even if I know she is only concerned of my well-being So I picked up a conversation to cheer her up and lighten the mood.“Have you picked a homecoming dress yet?”The words come out lighter than I feel. My grip tightens briefly on the steering wheel before I force it to relax.Hazel turned, her brows lifting slightly, then shook her head. “No.”“Oh.. let's get you one then.” I said with a wide grin.She watched me for a second, like she’s deciding whether to argue, but the words never come. Finally, she exhales softly and looks ahead, her fingers drifting toward mine before stopping just short. I notice it and I don’t move my hand away.The drive stretches quietly. She keeps glancing out the window, then back at me, catching me looking more than once. I don’t pretend otherwise
Hazel’s POVI checked my phone after the buzz and it' was a message from an unknown number:["Enjoy tonight while you can. Tomorrow, I will ruin you in front of everybody."]I stared at the screen for a long moment, waiting for the familiar spike of panic to hit me but I felt nothing at all.I let
Jaxon's POV I didn’t plan to have asked Hazel out for homecoming this way but with everything that had happened lately, I decided it was best to sweep her off her feet. Plus,, I figured that when I finally to open up about her I truly feel about her, this will score me some point.When I went thr
Jaxon’s POVWhen we stepped out of the auditorium, Hazel suddenly became the most popular person on campus, a lot of persons came to congratulate her up close while others stared from afar.Across Tiffany and her crew quickly got into their cars and drove away, they never saw this coming and I cou
Jaxon’s POVI caught up to Hazel just as she pushed through the apartment doors holding tightly on her small duffel bag.“Hazel...wait.” But she swung the door shut behind her with a bang that echoed too loud in my chest. She kept walking without turning to look at me. So I jogged after her, and h







