เข้าสู่ระบบTalia's POV Obsessions weren't healthy and when they were toxic, it was always life threatening. In my case, I had this grinch obsessed with me and there was nothing I could do to shake her off. She was a growth, like a pimple that refused to wither. “Get away from her,” Deej jumped in between us, causing Bambi to stagger backwards. She made a stifled laugh and brushed her scattered hair with a single swoop of her hands. “I see you have some bones in you. New York got you cocky, right?” “New York is a long time, I should be asking you where the hell you crept into hiding. I thought you had disappeared like you should have always done,” I fired back, furious and teeth clenching. “You can't get rid of me, slut. It will take more than a thousand of you to do that,” she jabbed, seething furiously. “Over here, Bambi,” Deej chorused, her voice pitchy and shrill. “We don't have your time. We don't even think much about you. And you should do that too. Keeping Talia on your mind can re
Talia's POV. The noise echoed downstairs, a stark contrast of how Mr Carter liked it. Quiet and calm. I couldn't leave my room because I knew Maxton was definitely there. He was the only reason his father would raise his voice. I hummed along to music playing through my speakers, trying my best to not play into the drama echoing through the walls. Yeah, they were very loud, but I chose not to even steal a peek. Staring at my reflection in the mirror as I straightened my hair with a hot comb, my phone buzzed with a call from Deej. I quickly picked it up and clicked the loudspeaker. “Hey ya,” her voice echoed through the phone, shaky but deep. “Hey Deej, what's up?” “Not much,” she groaned. “What's happening? What are you doing,” my eyebrows furrowed and I leaned closer to my phone. “Nothing, Just in the attic. I'm moving some boxes.” “Alright,” I said with doubt. “You should be careful,” “I am,” she heaved heavily. “I wanted to ask, whatever we are doing, we need to be faste
Maxton's POV. She laid on my bed dozing off peacefully. I had woken up earlier after our wild sex and there she was beside me. Like an angel. I tucked some loose strands of hair behind her ears and chuckled as she wrapped her hands tightly against my pillow. She looked innocent. This was who I fell in love, who I was ready to spend the rest of my life with, with no fucking exception. My alarm clock buzzed aloud as the time struck 4:30am in the morning. We didn't even go down for dinner. I knew it was risky sleeping with her in my room, but the heart wants what it wants. As I moved to shut off the alarm, Talia stretched on the bed and sat up with a silent yawn. She ruffled her hair and shook her head before gazing at me. In silence. Total silence. Not again. Her expression was unreadable. It felt like she had just woken up from a dream and had started to realize what transpired between us. “Hey, is everything okay?” I asked slowly but firmly. She pulled the sheets to cover
Talia's POV. Well, this was going wrong in the worst way it could ever go. I never knew he felt like that. Damn, I never assumed Maxton saw himself as a mess whenever he tried to protect me. I was simply trying to do things on my own terms. My own strength… and things still kind of went awry. “But you act like it.” He added. “I tutored you that night before you went on your little adventure. A dangerous one to be precise. Did you stop to think about what would have happened if he caught you in his room.” “I… I,”Of course I did, but why couldn't I get it out of my mouth? Why was I… scared of saying it? Scared that I'd say something and he'd end this discussion “You have nothing to say?” Maxton cut in, his voice uncertain. “Good chat,” he muttered. “I do but I can't find the right word to say it,” I replied. “You can't find the right words to explain why you snuck into Steve's house? That doesn't sound like you,” he stated, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Then, I took a deep br
Talia's POV. Shit! It was Emily. She was a dragon breathing fire like she had a nest to protect. If I had known better, I would have rushed into Maxton's car and begged him to zoom off before she drew closer. “I can't believe you're so selfish,” she continued, storming closer in my direction. Maxton turned off his car and stepped out of his car, his face completely ridden in surprise. “Emily, what's wrong? I can explain,” “Explain?” She stood a foot away from me, gritting her teeth. “I should pull out your hair from your scalp.” “Why would you do that? Can you explain why you are so…. Angry!” “I told you not to bring up my name with Steve. I told you he is a psycho. I told you to forget about it,” her voice cracked. “I did not… oh shit,” I gasped. I had just realized I might have mentioned her name previously. But it was only for a second, I… I…“Oh my God, Emily, I am so sorry. Your name must have slipped out of my mouth earlier. Trust me, I didn't mean to,” I begged. “Trust
Maxton’s POV. I should have stayed in the locker room, it would have been best for me, but I had to play hero. I had to run into the mess, now I'm left wondering how I got myself into this. “Is this how you guys planned to handle it as adults?” Principal Riles continued yelling. She tilted her neck in my direction and glanced at me. “And Maxton, what are you doing here? Now I'm convinced you are attracted to drama,” Of course, I caught a stray. I gazed at Talia, her expression twisting like she was about to cut in. Sharply. “What can I say, principal? I was heading in this direction and…” “Principal Riles, please I have to talk to you,” Micheala stepped forward, crossing her arms in a tight hold. She glanced at Steve and gnashed her teeth. “Steve tried to…” “Nobody is gonna believe you, wrap it up!” Steve growled, storming close to her. “I think you should let the girl speak for herself,” the words just slipped out of my mouth. Steve clenched his fist, his eyes darting angrily







