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His to Ruin: Breaking Chelsea 103
SIGNAL LOSS{Playlist Suggestion: "I Found" by Amber Run / "Earned It" by The Weeknd (Chamber Version)}~KOLT POV~The Mirage was a grave, and I was its unhappy spirit.The last of the bar staff had fled an hour ago, racing to beat the flash flood warnings that were turning the city streets into rivers. The club was silent, a large room made of dark wood and soft fabric that felt smaller than normal. The only noises were the loud pounding of the rain on the black glass walls and the low buzzing of the backup generators below.I sat in my office, the only light coming from the bank of monitors on my wall. A tumbler of expensive scotch sat untouched on my desk. The ice had long since melted, watering down the amber liquid into something useless.I should have been watching the game stream. Kade was playing. It was the biggest night of his career...the night that would decide if he became a Stanford legend or just another Kingston with a trust fund.But I wasn't watching the game. I was
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UNNECESSARY ROUGHNESS{Playlist Suggestion: "My Body is a Cage" by Arcade Fire / "Natural" by Imagine Dragons}~KADE POV~the stadium lights were super bright, almost too bright to look at. You could hear this low buzzing sound that made your head feel weird, kind of like the ache in my knee. I was just standing there by the middle of the field, making sure my shin guards were okay. I pulled my socks up high, taping the ankles tight....then tighter....until I could hardly feel my feet inside my boots.I wanted to feel something other than the ache in my joint and the cold dread sitting in the pit of my stomach.I looked down at my kit. Number 10. The playmaker's number. The number I'd worn since the academy days. But something was missing. I wasn't wearing the yellow Captain's armband.Denver was.I watched him organizing the midfield, his voice commanding, his brown eyes sharp. He was pointing players into position, clapping his hands, shouting at the back line to hold their shape.
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BLOOD MONEY{Playlist Suggestion: "You Don't Own Me" by SAYGRACE / "bury a friend" by Billie Eilish}~CHELSEA POV~The apartment felt different when I walked in.Usually, the air was stuffy, serious with the scent of cheap cigarettes and my mother's coldness. But today, there was an intense, acrid smell. Like fear.I dropped my keys in the bowl. My phone was buzzing...Zoe asking if I was okay, Kade checking in...but I ignored it. I had a shift at The Mirage in three hours. I needed to shower, eat, and put on my armor."Chelsea."The voice came from the kitchen table. Samuel.I stiffened, my hand instinctively going back to the door handle. But I stopped myself. I wasn't the girl who hid in bathrooms anymore. I was the girl who walked into lion's dens and signed contracts with devils.I walked into the kitchen.Samuel was sitting at the table. A half-empty bottle of vodka sat in front of him. But it was his right arm that caught my attention.It was in a cast. A fresh, white plaster ca
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LEGACY COSTS{Playlist Suggestion: "Power" by Kanye West / "Everybody Wants To Rule The World" by Lorde (Cover)}~KNOX POV~The summons came at 6:00 AM.It wasn't an email. It wasn't a text. It was Stevens, my father's personal butler, standing in my penthouse living room with a sealed envelope on a silver tray."Your presence is required in the study," Stevens said. "Immediately."I didn't ask why. I knew. I drove to the estate in the gray dawn light. When I arrived, I saw two other cars already in the driveway. Kolt's Maybach. Kade's sports car.The trinity was assembled.I walked into the study. It smelled of old money....leather, mahogany, and fear. My father, Warren Kingston, sat behind his desk. He wasn't working. He was staring at a single piece of paper centered on the blotter.Kolt was leaning against the bookshelf, looking bored, though I saw the tension in his jaw. Kade was sitting in one of the guest chairs, still wearing the clothes he'd slept in (or hadn't slept in). He
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ROOT ACCESS{Playlist Suggestion: "System Magic" by Goldfrapp / "Glory Box" by Portishead}~CHASE POV~The apartment was quiet, but it wasn't peaceful.I sat in my wheelchair at the small kitchen table, the hum of my laptop fan the only sound in the room. In the living room, a fortress of blankets and cushions dominated the space. Underneath it, my sister and Kade Kingston were asleep.I could hear their breathing…slow, synchronized, heavy with exhaustion.I looked at the counter next to me. The orange prescription bottle sat there, glowing in the pale morning light. Tacrolimus. Prednisone. The pills that kept my immune system from eating my own organs.Next to the pills was a receipt Chelsea had left out. Four hundred dollars for groceries.I picked up the bottle. It felt heavy.My life was expensive. My breath was a luxury item that my sister was paying for with her dignity.I thought about the photo on Crawford Confessions. The rain. The jacket. The comments calling her a whore, a
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HEAVY IS THE HEAD{Playlist Suggestion: "Peace" by Taylor Swift / "I Found" by Amber Run}~MIA POV~The training room lights were off, but the room wasn't silent.I could hear the rhythmic thud-thud-thud of a tennis ball being thrown against the concrete wall. It was a hollow, repetitive sound that echoed in the dark corridor like a slow heartbeat.I shouldn't have been here. It was 8:15 PM on a Tuesday. I should be at home, buried in AP Physics, or literally anywhere other than the high school athletic wing. But when I saw the sliver of light under the door crack and recognized the specific, heavy silence that hung over the hallway, I knew who was inside.And I knew he shouldn't be alone.I pushed the door open. The hinges groaned, a familiar sound that usually signaled the start of my shift, but tonight it felt like intruding on a wake.Denver sat on the edge of the taping table, his legs dangling. He was still in his practice gear...mesh shorts and a grey t-shirt stained with sweat
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