LOGINLUKE’S P.O.VIt’s been fifteen minutes since the last bell of the day rang. The school’s parking lot is already packed with students. Some try to drive out of it, while most hang around.Dre’s mum, Halle, texted earlier. She wants me to check out the venue for the memorial.*I know we normally do this in a hall, but I was thinking this year, we could do it outside...by her graveyard. We've never done that before.*I don’t know what I’ll do if Halle weren’t a part of my life. Since my mum's best friend died, she had always taken me as her own. She’s a much better parent than my father has ever been.I type back to her.*Outside is cool. Send the address.*I put my phone away, making a quick inspection of the parking lot. My phone buzzes, and I take it again, expecting a response from Halle, but it’s not from Halle; it’s Ruth.*Wait for me...I need a ride.*I haven't seen her since lunch, when I caught her with Dre.Hurry up, I have somewhere to go.I glance up to see her already stridi
DRE’S P.O.VMy food goes down the wrong tube, and I choke violently.“Oh my God, breathe through your nose,” Ruth says, panicky.“I’m fine,” I choke, not wanting to cause a scene.I grab the bottle of water in my bag.I unscrew the cap, taking a sip from it.“Are you okay?”“Yes,” I reply, coughing a few times. “And no, we’re not in a relationship— we’re best friends.”Ruth waits for me to settle, and after downing more than half of my water and clearing my throat a few times, she speaks.“It was kinda rude for me to ask anyway, I’m sorry.”She plays with the end of her ponytail, wrapping it around her finger as she speaks.“I have the biggest crush on him, if you haven’t noticed. I just wanted to know if you’re with him, and be sure you don’t have feelings for him.”She searches her purse, which I hadn’t noticed with her till now.She takes out a tub of lip gloss, unscrews the cap and swipes a fresh coat on her already moisturised lips.“I’ll never want to get in the middle of anythi
DRE’S P.O.VThe midday bell rings, and I leave class just before my other classmates can start rushing for the door.Silver texted earlier, telling me how we could sit together during AP English—another class we both have.It’s nice having someone to talk to during class, other than Luke, who didn’t have all the classes I do.Still, I can’t shake the feeling that this new friendship won’t last.It never does.Especially not with girls.I keep my head down as I walk through the hallway, trying my best to blend in when I pass a certain group of cheerleaders—Maddie Celeste and her little army.The moment Maddie notices me, she stops talking.She nods in my direction, like she’s acknowledging my existence against her will. Cyan gives me a quick once-over, and Jasmine—whose face permanently looks like she’s about to say something nasty—just keeps that ugly smirk glued to her lips.But surprisingly, none of them say anything.No rude comments.No mocking laughter.Nothing.They just... igno
LUKE’S P.O.V“I thought you wouldn’t come,” DeVante mocks me as I step into my father’s warehouse.I say nothing to that, hating the way he looks me up and down, like I’m a coward who is too afraid to go against my precious father’s orders.I motion towards the entrance, but DeVante stops me from entering.“No bags allowed, and you have to be searched. You know the rules, Ford.”I throw the bag I came with on the floor, wondering why I even brought it in the first place since it’s basically useless.Strong hands plant heavily on my shoulders as I’m being led to a spot right outside the warehouse.I’m searched thoroughly by two of my father’s armed men, while DeVante observes it all.They’re almost done when he steps forward, lifting my shirt upwards to reveal my stomach and chest.“What the hell!”DeVante’s brow raises in shock.“It’s just protocol. You could be wearing a wire.”“Why the fuck will I be wearing a wire?” I snap back.DeVante let go of my shirt, still patting me down til
DRE’S P.O.VA sudden movement in the dark jolts me awake.I stare slightly unconsciously, looking for whatever it is.“Sorry, I woke you,” a familiar voice speaks up.It’s just Luke; he walks quickly to my bedside, turning the lamp on.“You’ve been asleep all day. I was getting worried.”My eyes adjust to the dark.My strength returns, and now I’m not as tired anymore.“What time is it?” I ask.Luke takes my phone from the desk, handing it to me.“It’s past ten.”I slept all day.“Your mum came home, but she’s at work now,” he begins, slowly filling me in on everything I missed.“How do you feel? Are you hungry?”“I feel much better, and yes, I’m really hungry,” I say, stretching my arms.“That’s good to hear,” he smiles. “I can bring your food up—”“I want to shower first,” I cut in.“Sure.”His back straightens, and he clears his voice.“I have to go, I’ll be back in a bit,” he says.“Are you going to see your dad?” I ask, sounding worried.“Yeah... It’s just to talk about the memor
LUKE’S P.O.VBefore I know it, Ruth captures my mouth with hers, enclosing my bottom lip whole.Her hands wrap around my neck.God, I try to pull away, I really want to— but I can’t do it.I grab her by the waist, pulling her out of the truck.She moans into my mouth, already weak in the knees.My tongue pushes past hers, and fuck does she taste good.I bite down on her lip, dragging it out, then letting go, watching it snap back into place.She growls, loving what I’m doing to her. My hand reach out, clamping around her neck and shoving her body against my truck.She cries, and I go in for her lips again.My hand runs up her toned stomach, and she feels so good. It slips under her strapless top, and I palm her breast, squeezing hard.“Fuck,” she whimpers, and I know she can handle it.She likes it rough. Every. Single. Time.I open the door to the back seat, telling her to get in, and it’s ironic because just minutes ago, I wanted the opposite.She doesn’t even settle when I rip off







