ログインJaxon’s POVStaying in the hospital after the surgery was like hell, they said it was recovery but it never felt that way. I looked forward to the day I was getting discharged.So today was finally here, the doctor keeps talking while I sit there with my arm resting exactly where they told me to keep it, listening without interrupting because I know this is the part where they expect me to nod and agree, even if I’m already calculating how much of it I’ll actually follow once I’m out of here. He goes over everything again, slowly and clearly, to make sure I was following “Proper rest,” he says, watching me carefully. “No strain or sudden movement. You’ll need to come back for physiotherapy twice a week, and I want you to take this seriously.”I nod once, not arguing, not giving him anything to push against.“I am taking it seriously,” I reply, my voice steady, even if the idea of sitting still for much longer doesn’t sit right with me.When he finally says I’m good to go, I take the
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 POVI have dated a few girls right from middle school, and to be fair, it hasn't been so many girls as so many people would think, because for most of the time, I wasn't really dating. It was just me flirting.Speaking of flirting now, I am not sure of what was happening between me and Haze
Hazel's POV By the time Jaxon carried me into his room, I was shivering so hard that my teeth were clattering. Few minutes ago, I thought I was going to die until he came to my rescue.I held unto my towel so tight, using it as a cover over my bare back and shoulders because my kimono was ruined.
Jaxon's POV"Your girl is drowning in the pool, man." Johnson came barging into my room, his voice sounding so urgent.I almost asked who the hell he was talking about before I recalled that Hazel and I were playing a fake date. I sprang up on my feet immediately and followed him back out to the po
Hazel’s POVI’d never felt more naked in my life, not even in the literal sense than I did now with my kimono ripped away from my body. The cold air kissed my bare shoulders, but heat crawled up my neck from the stares at the poolside. “Dragon girl,” the cruel nickname came echoing in my head agai







