MasukAvery's POVIt was good to have her back. Not the Jade from the last few weeks, who was more stuck up on making sure I avoided her new step brother Liam than caring about being my friend at all. I didn't want to admit it, but her absence really affected me these past few weeks. guten Liam was there to pick up the slack while she was in her head. If not, I may have gone crazy by now with all the things I had gone through in her absence. I paused at my front door and looked at the house. I was honestly not looking forward to going back in there. Even though my anger had reduced a bit, I was still upset that my mom would rather side with Dean than me.I was very tired of it happening over and over again. I was tired of being the person who held it together while everyone around me looked for reasons not to. I let myself into the house. My mum was still at the kitchen table with a fresh cup of something hot in front of her. She had the look of someone who had spent the last hour going
Avery's POV I was annoyed to see Jade at that moment when I was in a heated argument that needed sorting out with my mum. "I heard you on the phone with Liam this morning. He wasn't exactly discreet when he called you. So I heard everything." She kept her eyes on mine. "I came to check on you."I looked at my mum. My mum looked at the counter. There was nowhere useful for the argument to go now. The three of us in that kitchen felt suddenly too many, or maybe just wrongly arranged, like furniture that had been moved and not put back."I cannot talk about this right now," I said.I picked up my jacket and my bag and walked past Jade into the hallway. I heard her footsteps behind me without needing to look.We walked two streets down without talking. I had too much in my head to make conversation and Jade seemed to understand that. She walked beside me at my pace with her hands in her coat pockets. "I'm sorry about yesterday Avery. I try to make things better but I keep on making it
Avery's POV I stood very still with my jacket in my hand.The screen had locked again. The kitchen was quiet. My mum was still near the window and she had gone very still like a person who has been caught and is deciding which direction to go."When did you call him," I said.She turned to face me properly."You just received a text," I said. "Just give her time. That is what he said to you. Which means you called him this morning, told him what I said, and he is now giving you instructions on how to manage me." I put my jacket on the counter. "When.""Avery—""Before or after I came downstairs and told you what he did."She closed her eyes for a moment. "After," she said. "After you went back upstairs the second time. I needed to ask him directly. I needed to hear it from him.""And what did he say.""He admitted it." She said it quietly, the way you said something you already know is going to be used against you. "He said he needed the money urgently and that he should have asked f
Avery's POVI looked at his message for a moment before I typed anything back.'How are you feeling today? And I'm sorry again about Jade yesterday. She had no business doing that.'I typed a response. ‘I am okay, Dean left this morning and took something from my room and I am furious but I am handling it.’I deleted it.I typed another response. ‘Fine. Could be better. Jade was fine. Do not worry about any of it.’I deleted that too.I typed one final response. ‘fine, and Dean, my mother's boyfriend is gone.’I sent it before I could change my mind.The reply came back in under a minute.'What do you mean gone. And are you actually fine or are you just-saying-fine.'I put the phone down on the desk and picked it up again. There was too much to explain in a text. Too much that would come out flat without a voice behind it. I was still too raw and too angry to be deliberate with my words, and typing made me slower and more careful, which was the opposite of what I needed right now.I r
Avery's POVI went back downstairs.My mum was still at the kitchen table with her mug. She looked up when I came in and read something in my face before I had said a word."Avery. What is wrong."I sat down across from her. I kept my voice even because I needed her to hear what I was saying and not just react to how I was saying it."I had money hidden in my room," I said. "Cash. Two thousand dollars. I had been building it up for a while, a bit at a time, and I kept it in an envelope taped to the inside panel of my bookcase. It is gone."She looked at me. "Are you sure that is where you put it?"I stared at her."Are you asking me if I imagined it," I said. "Two thousand dollars.""No, I just — sometimes when you put things away carefully you forget exactly—""I did not forget." My voice was harder now and I let it be. "I know exactly where I put it and I know exactly how much was in it. I have been putting money in that envelope for months. It is not there.""Maybe he borrowed it,"
Avery's POVI went for a run on Tuesday morning before anyone in the house was awake.I needed to move. The conversation with Liam the day before had given me something I had not expected, which was a clean feeling, the feeling of a weight that had been shifted from one set of shoulders to another, even though it did not disappear entirely. I had been carrying a lot alone for a long time and I had put some of it down, which made me feel lighter than I had in weeks.I ran for forty minutes. Around the block and down by the park and back up the hill that always killed me, twice, because the second time I made the top of it without stopping and that felt like something I needed today. I needed to do one hard thing and finish it. The hill was the easiest version of that available at six in the morning. The air was cold enough to hurt my lungs a little on the way up and I was grateful for it. Physical discomfort was a good thing to focus on when your head had too much in it.I got home at
Liam's POVThe field went quiet as I walked.It didn't go quiet all at once. It spread outward from the point where people first noticed me heading in the wrong direction, one player at a time, a ripple moving through both groups until the whole offence had stopped to stare and the squad on the tra
Avery's POVHe did not answer straight away.I had asked about Jade like I was asking about a random stranger I didn't know. He was quiet as if there was an elephant in the room for a second or two before he picked it up. I lay still and waited and told myself I was just curious, that it was a natu
Liam's POVI was three blocks from the library and still talking to myself.Who the fuck does she think she is?I kept walking with my hands deep in my pockets and my jaw so tight it ached. I had gone over it three times already and the answer was the same every time. Jade had stood on those steps
Avery's POVI went to the window and looked down.Dean was at the curb in his jacket, moving toward a dark saloon I had never seen parked on our street before. It was not one of the neighbours and it wasn't a cab. It was just a car, engine running, waiting for him like it had been arranged.I picke







