로그인Avery's POVThe board took four days to reconvene.Four days where I went through the ordinary motions of lectures and practice and tried not to check my phone every hour for a message that was not coming any faster. Mia and Priya kept telling me not to spiral. I kept telling them I was not spiraling, and we all knew that was not entirely true.The message came on Tuesday morning. Vega wanted me back in the same meeting room at eleven. I read the text three times before I put my phone down, my hands unsteady and shaking a bit.I sat in the same chair, and the same three board members sat behind the same long table, and the woman in the middle spoke first this time, without any preamble she had used before."We have reached a decision," she said. "Miss Nash will retain her position as captain. In reaching that decision, the board reviewed statements from members of the cheer squad, coaching staff, and support personnel. What those interviews confirmed, consistently and without a single
Avery's POVFriday came soon enough.The meeting room was smaller than I expected, a rectangle of a space with a long table at one end and a scatter of chairs at the other, the kind of room built for budget meetings rather than anything that felt like it should decide whether I kept the thing I had worked three years for. The chair was cold under my hands when I sat down.Three board members sat behind the table, a woman in the middle who seemed to be leading things and two men flanking her, all three with folders in front of them and pens ready.Coach Vega sat to one side, present but silent, a witness rather than a judge, though her presence alone felt like something steady in a room otherwise full of strangers deciding my future.Brianna went first.She stood at the front of the room with a printed statement in her hand and read from it in the same composed, careful voice she used for everything, precise the way she was about her landings."The role of captain carries responsibilit
Avery's POVDean's things were gone from the spare room by the time I came down the next morning, boxed up and left by the door the way my mom had promised. She had not said much about it since, and neither had I.Liam had stayed on the step until well past midnight, and there had not been anything else to say once he finally left, just the quiet of two people who had said enough for one evening and knew it.The house felt different this week. Lighter, in the way after something heavy had finally been carried out of it.Vega called me into her office on Tuesday."The hearing is set," she said, before I had even sat down. "Friday, two o'clock. The board wants this resolved before the season moves any further, and honestly, so do I.""What does the format look like.""You give a statement first," Vega said. "Brianna gives hers after. The board can call up to three squad members to speak if they think it is relevant to either side. It will not take longer than an hour, but I want you pre
Avery's POVI went outside after my mom went to bed, because the house felt too full of everything that had just happened inside it.The cold evening air felt like the only thing that could keep me sane in this nightmare that was my life. My mum said she wanted to be alone for a while and I had not wanted to sit alone downstairs where the phone call had happened. So I came outside instead, to the dark and the quiet and the ordinary street that did not know or care what any of us had just been through.I sat on the front step with my knees pulled up and my arms wrapped around them, and I let myself think about all of it for the first time in days, instead of one piece at a time the way I had been doing since this whole thing started weeks ago.My dad. The one who raised me. The one who had gone to every school play when I was a kid, who had taught me to ride a bike in the car park behind the leisure centre, patient through every fall, who had never once, in years, made me feel like I
Avery's POVDean did not come back.Not that day, not the next, not the one after that. His phone went straight to a message saying the number was no longer in service, and after four days of trying it my mom stopped trying altogether. I knew despite what she said, she still had feelings for him. But she looked obviously very disappointed and upset that she was able to fall for his scam once again. He was moving from place to place and didn't have any other option of a place to hide from his debt collectors other than with us.He definitely must have gotten a tip that his loan sharks came looking for him at our house. That must be the only reason why he would not return after several days. I thought, by the end of that week, that we had heard the last of him. Part of me almost believed it. But another part of me had spent enough of my life learning better than to believe anything about Dean was ever really finished.Then, on Thursday evening, the house phone rang. Nobody used that n
Avery's POVDean had gone out that morning, something about needing air, and I had not asked where because I did not particularly want to know. He had been in the house four days by now, quiet mostly, careful in a way that looked deliberate, and this was the first morning he had left at all.So when the car pulled up outside on Sunday, a dark saloon that did not belong on our street, it was just my mom and me in the house.I saw it first from the window. Two men got out, unremarkable in dark jackets, nothing that marked them as anything specific. They could have been anyone. Salesmen. Council workers. Men delivering something to the wrong address. There was nothing about them, at a glance, that suggested anything out of the ordinary.They knocked.My mom answered."Can I help you," she said."We are looking for Dean Porter," the taller one said. His voice was flat, professional, entirely without menace on the surface. "We understand he may be staying at this address."My mom's face d
Avery's POVI did not move for a while.I was standing at the sink with my back against it and my eyes closed and the two tests sitting on the porcelain beside me, and the word negative was doing something to my body that I had not been prepared for. It was not a clean relief. It was not joy. It wa
Avery's POVI got into my car without looking back at the pharmacy door.My hand was not steady on the key at all and I tried several times before I got it turned on. I turned the engine over on the second try and pulled out before I had even checked my mirror. I took the back road out of the carpa
Avery's POVI looked at the message on my phone for a long time before I did anything with it.'Are you home? I have been trying to reach you all afternoon.'He had sent it forty minutes ago, and my phone had been on silent in my pocket since the lecture hall that morning, which meant there were pr
Avery's POVI sat in the campus carpark with the engine off and tried to talk myself into going inside.It was Tuesday. Eleven in the morning. Business Management was at half past in lecture hall three. I had not been to class in two weeks. I had told myself last friday that I would go this week. I







