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Chapter Fifteen: Secret Reveal
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Mr. President Perfect Chapter 34: Kindness?
Josh stepped out of the store. His heart hammered wildly against his ribs as his eyes searched frantically for any sign of Tristan. His gaze drifted toward the trails where he felt he might still catch a lingering sense of his presence. Beside him, the road was a blur of passing vehicles.His eyes welled up with tears, fueled by a desperate urge to run and find the person he hated.He could not bring himself to believe that Tristan was capable of taking a life. He refused to judge him because he knew there was another side to the story that he had yet to hear for himself.A knot formed in his stomach, feeling as though a massive, invisible hand was squeezing him from the inside.He stepped out and bolted across the street, only to be met by the deafening blare of a car horn. The shock sent him crashing to the ground. His hands throbbed with a sharp pain that felt like splinters under his skin.He looked up and squinted at the car, only to see a woman behind the wheel flashing him the
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 33: Killer?
A phone lay on his desk. His head was bowed over the bed while his eyelids carried a weight of doubt and contemplation. It made his body go completely limp as his mind wandered off to a land that didn't require straight A’s or anything at all.“Why do they hate me so much?” Josh’s voice was hoarse and he was unable to find his full strength.To the outside world, he was the perfect version of what everyone wanted. But in his mind, he could not deny the sharp sting he felt every time his vision landed on Tristan. It didn’t mean there was a connection between them. If there was, he felt he had to cut it with scissors.His head lifted slowly. His vision was clouded with tears that never made it down his cheeks, though they dampened the pillow fabric.Kring! Kring! Kring!Who could be calling Josh?He reached for the phone with arms that remained steady and precise. He grabbed it like a stone one might pick up from beneath their feet. He pressed the phone to his ear.“Josh, you have to be
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 32: Goodbye With A Warning
Josh woke up to the sun’s radiation biting his skin. His lids fluttered open, and the first thing he saw was the mischievous light spilling through his window.He half-expected Tristan to be there, rattling his fist against the transparent glass so they could have another session of talking—talking about things that made his heart flutter, a dangerous pink color attacking the iron barriers of his chest.His fingers pressed over his eyelids as he rubbed them. A memory replayed in his mind over and over again: Dylan’s hands raking into his flesh.It felt as if his stepfather's touch carried a dark energy, sending a violent shock of electricity straight through his body.He forced his eyes open and reminded himself that he could not be like this. He needed to stop, because this feeling was a disease that would rot the butterfly wings fluttering inside his stomach.But the terrifying words River had spoken last night kept echoing in his head. He knew what he felt whenever he was close to
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 31: He knows
The sky over the city had turned a bruised, violent purple, and the rain thundered against the roof of the car with a deafening roar and the memory with Tristan earlier faded.Inside the luxury sedan, the cold air that lurked inside was biting every time Josh breath.Josh sat huddled in the passenger seat, his breath hitching in his chest as the creepy silence between him and his stepbrother grew tight.Why was River here? Josh wondered frantically. It was never River who picked him up from school.it was always the family driver. The sudden change in routine felt like a trap, a script that he didn’t read of the confrontation currently unfolding in the confusion.River’s hands were clamped onto the steering wheel with such white-knuckled intensity that the leather groaned under the pressure. The sheer force of his presence seemed to warp the very air around him and he threw it all away before he could even felt Tristan’s eyes that made his heart throb.Josh can felt River’s mind con
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 30: Let Me See Your Secret
"Help! Josh, where are you!" Tristan’s voice cut clearly through the darkness. Josh was frantically reaching out, searching for a hand to hold. He didn’t know where Tristan was and he couldn't bring himself to answer. His throat was bone-dry, and his vision was swallowed by pitch black. Beneath him, the floor felt like cracking stone, twisting into hair-like symbols that chilled him to the bone. "I don't know where you are, Tristan! Just stay put. Don't fall! We’re still on the stage, not the floor," Josh warned. He was terrified that Tristan might stumble and fall straight into the blades of death. "Okay, got it. We should probably just stay still until the lights come back on. Hopefully, Jesus has mercy on us." Tristan was right, but Josh’s hands had just brushed against something hard and moving. His grip tightened instinctively, his muscles locking up because he couldn't tell what he was holding onto. "Josh, is that you? I can feel your hand. You’re really grabbing onto m
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 29: Avoid Method
“No, no he can’t find out about the bruises right on my neck.” Josh stared in front of a mirror reflecting his image. His nose and his perfect lids, his straight hair that was replaced by a disgusted form of a raccoon’s fur that made his stomach twist.His head dropped above the mirror. His shirt and pants laid on the pavement and they had gotten circumstanced by Josh’s internal scramble.“I’m perfect! I’m in control! Every movement I make is correctly symmetrical!” He muttered under his breath.His lids slowly forced their way closed. Then all of a sudden his shoulder started to feel the weight of a feather and it affected his bones then his skin shredded and struggled to move.He turned around and jumped right into his messy sheets of bed.Darkness conquered his sight.——His foot stepped inside the hallway and felt the heavy gaze revolving around his head. His airpods were intact in his ears and nobody could pull them out of his hearing sense or else they would receive a blowing ha
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