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Seeing things

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ZAYDEN

I don’t know for how long I stayed on the rink. Time bled out with me. All I was conscious of was the fact that I played till my hands went numb and I stopped feeling my fingers. They were just dead things gripping the stick.

As I lay there on the ice, the cold seeping into my back through the torn vest, the tightness in my chest eased. Like someone finally took their boot off. But the heaviness in my head didn’t move an inch. It sat there like stone. My limbs were also locking together
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    KAELThe night wind rushed past me as I sped down the highway on my motorcycle, the engine roaring beneath me as I weaved through the traffic.With my leather riding gear, gloves, helmet, and boots, I could barely feel the wind against my skin, but that wasn't what mattered. I loved the adrenaline that came with racing down an open highway, the thrill of the speed and the brief illusion that nothing in the world could hold me back.It was a kind of freedom.One I could rarely afford.Soon, I noticed a red light in the distance and gradually slowed down before finally grinding to a halt at the intersection.Almost immediately, an advertisement began playing on the billboard ahead.I looked up.Zayden's sweaty face filled the screen, his lips stretched into a broad smile as he stared at the scoreboard.They had won.Before I could stop myself, my lips began to curve upward too, and the tension I hadn't even realised I was carrying slowly drained from my shoulders.The sports reporter wa

  • Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession   You're my man

    ZAYDENSomeone pulled me along until I finally tore my gaze away from the Santa Monica captain.Before I knew it, we were already in the hall allocated to UCLA.“Congratulations, man.” Jace slapped my back.I smiled and nodded, although the excitement surrounding me felt strangely distant.While some members of the team couldn't stop smiling, celebrating our victory and replaying the highlights of the match, I noticed a sizable percentage looking visibly unhappy, their expressions betraying the resentment they were trying not to voice.“Yeah. Star boy. Scored all the goals himself,” someone added loudly.A lump formed in my throat.Hoarding the puck like that had clearly made everyone unhappy, and I couldn't even blame them for it. I knew how selfish I had looked out there, how often I had kept possession instead of giving someone else the opportunity to score, but this was really my only chance.They would still get to play hockey for a very long time. They had years ahead of them to

  • Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession   NHCL, First game

    ICE RINKZAYDENSweat trickled down my body in steady torrents, soaking through my jersey as I struggled to catch my breath.My eyes darted toward the scoreboard.UCLA: 4Santa Monica: 1We were already winning, but it wasn't enough.Not for me.I might be retiring soon, and if this really was going to be one of my last games, then I had to give it everything I had. Every ounce of strength, every bit of skill, every remaining second on the ice had to count.I couldn't afford to hold back now.To my left was Ronan, who had spent the entire game covering for me, ensuring that none of the opposing players got close enough to interfere whenever I went after the puck.He'd been doing it so seamlessly that anyone watching from the stands might have mistaken us for a pair who had played together for years.But I knew better.Ronan had barely had an opportunity to showcase his own abilities, let alone score a goal. Every time the puck came within his reach, he seemed more interested in ensuri

  • Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession   Protect him

    RONANMy eyes drifted back to Zayden. Something about him had felt strange ever since we left the physiotherapist's office, and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to find out what the hell was going on with him.He was currently adjusting his knee guard, seemingly oblivious to the chaos unfolding around him.I slowly crept up behind him, fighting the temptation to slip my hands around his waist and ask him outright what the fuck had happened to him.Unfortunately, my curiosity wasn't the only thing I was struggling to control.Instead, I reached for his wrist.He paused, then turned to look at me.What struck me first was that he hadn't noticed me approaching. That was strange. Zayden was always hyperaware whenever I was around, almost as though he expected me to jump on him at any given moment.Yet here he was, so distracted that he hadn't even noticed me sneaking up on him.Interesting.“What are you doing?” he whispered, a hint of panic creeping into his voice.I ignore

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    ZAYDEN My heart pounded heavily as I watched Doctor Dave jot down a few more notes in his notepad.The entire examination had felt like sitting on pins and needles. Every machine he brought out, every question he asked, and every time his fingers pressed against my arm sent another wave of anxiety coursing through me. I had tried to remain calm throughout the process, answering his questions and following his instructions, but the longer the examination dragged on, the more difficult it became to keep my fears under control.What scared me most was the faint pain I felt when he pressed down on the area closest to the fracture. It wasn't particularly intense, but it was enough to make my heart skip a beat, and ever since then, I hadn't been able to stop thinking about what it might mean.Please don't let him find anything wrong.Please.That was the only thing I could mutter under my breath as I waited for him to finish, my fingers tightly intertwined in my lap while I watched him rev

  • Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession   Maybe it's fate

    ZAYDENBefore I realised what I was doing, I was already inside the physical therapist's office.My sudden entrance startled everyone in the room—the physical therapist, the boy sitting on the examination bed, and the nursing assistant beside him who was busy taking notes on a MacPad.A low curse escaped my lips.I looked at the boy on the bed and immediately recognised him. He was the same junior who had offered to let me go first in the queue, only for me to politely refuse him.How embarrassing.The earth should immediately open up and swallow me whole. I need a place to hide.He must think I'm an irredeemable hypocrite.All because of Ronan Devereaux.I couldn't believe this. How had I allowed that man to fluster me this badly? How could I let his presence affect me so easily?Damn it!I really needed someone to smack some sense into my head.The boy arched an eyebrow at me.“Captain, you're finally ready to get checked?”My lip twitched, but I forced an awkward smile onto my face

  • Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession   Den of decadence

    ZAYDENAlthough the driver was moving the taxi as fast as he could, it felt like he wasn't moving fast enough. Tinkers corner. Goodness. How could my brother have fallen so deeply into the abyss without my notice? What kind of elder brother was I? I ran a finger through my hair and exhaled, fists

  • Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession   He ran away

    ZAYDENIt was seven twenty in the evening when the taxi dropped me before the luxury suburban building that was supposed to be home but had felt like a prison for the longest time. Gated community. Two-storey grey building. Manicured lawn. Outdoor backyard kitchen I never seemed to remember ever

  • Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession   The cost of losing

    ZAYDENMy hands gripped the report sheet so hard my knuckles turned white, eyes fixed on the leaderboard. Blood in my mouth from biting my tongue too hard. Ronan Devereaux. Number one in Managerial Accounting, two points higher than mine. Statistics, one point higher. One fucking point. General

  • Hate to love you: The star's forbidden obsession   The one I hate the most

    Zayden MercerThe scent hits my nose the moment I step into the villa. The luxury holiday cottage which the school had prepared for our hockey teams as we competed with Worcester’s Polar Titans. I marched into the house. There in the central living room, Ronan Devereux was sprawled on a sofa, trou

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