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Slapshot Awakening Losing Him
Jaxon POV“You didn’t stop me when I straddled you. You didn’t stop me when I put my hands on you. You let me touch you.” He finally turns to look at me, eyes unreadable. “You got hard for me. You came for me. Right there, on that couch, with her asleep close by us.”I’m frozen. The words hit like ice water.“You whispered my name like it meant something,” he says, more quietly now. “And when it was over, you stood up and told me it was a mistake. You said you weren’t gay. That you were drunk. Upset. That you didn’t feel anything for me.”The silence after that is unbearable. All I can do is stare ahead, stunned. My throat is tight, my heart hammering against my ribs like it’s trying to escape the truth.I believe him, every word. Because that ache in my chest? That pit in my stomach? It’s the part of me that remembers... even if my mind doesn’t. He starts to drive again.Nothing makes sense and I still feel like there's more. I can’t take it anymore. There’s a weight sitting in my ch
Slapshot Awakening Going Home
Jaxon POVI don’t know why I argued with her. I don’t know what I said, or how I said it. All I know is she’s looking at me like I’m a burden she didn’t sign up for, and the ache in my chest has nothing to do with the crash.“I’m sorry,” I whisper.She turns away like she’s finished. “Get better. But don’t expect me to wait.”The door clicks shut behind her, and the silence she leaves behind is even louder than her voice.Ryker doesn’t sit back down. He’s still standing by the bed, hands clenched at his sides, watching the door like he might chase her down. But he doesn’t.I press my fingers into my eyes, trying to breathe past the sting.Something’s wrong. More than the accident. More than the memory loss. I feel it. Like I’ve lost something I didn’t know I had. I can’t remember, and I don’t know if I want to.Ryker doesn’t say anything for a while. Not after she leaves. He just stands there, breathing slow through his nose like he’s forcing himself to stay calm. I can’t tell if it’s
Slapshot Awakening Her Hate
Jaxon POVRyker shifts beside the bed, crossing his arms. “You said on the phone something about his left leg.”The doctor nods and walks to the foot of the bed. He taps the blanket lightly.“Take a look,” he says.I shift my leg, twisting it to the side, and that’s when I see it. The bandage is thick, wrapped tight just below my knee.The skin underneath itches with heat and the dull pressure of pain that wasn’t really registering until now.“There was a deep laceration along the outer thigh and into the knee area,” the doctor explains, glancing between the two of us. “We were initially concerned about tendon or muscle damage. But imaging showed everything important was intact. It was close, but again, you were lucky. Very lucky.”I nod slowly, absorbing it all. My leg throbs now that I’ve moved it, but it’s bearable. Sore, tight, but manageable.“So... I’m good to go?” I ask, not quite sure if I believe it.“Yes,” the doctor says. “We’ll send you home with some pain meds and care in
Slapshot Awakening Waking
Jaxon POVRyker kissed me. Like really kissed me. I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. My lips are dry, and my brain feels slow, like I’ve been pulled out of one reality and dropped into another without warning. He’s staring at me, eyes tight, jaw clenched, like he knows something I don’t. Like he’s waiting for something.I don’t know what he wants. I don’t even know what I’m supposed to say.He breaks the silence first. “Do you remember the argument with Erin?” His voice is low, careful, but it hits like a punch to the chest. My stomach twists, sharp and tight.“What argument?” I ask, heart suddenly racing. “Is she okay?” I glance around the room and feel the dread sink deeper when I realize she’s not here.“For fuck’s sake, Jax. She’s fine. She caused it.” He runs a hand through his hair and sits on the edge of the bed like he can’t stay standing. “Can you really not remember?”I shake my head slowly. Everything feels off balance. Like there are pieces missing and I’m just no
Slapshot Awakening Waking
Ryker POVSuddenly, he groans; it's barely there, a sound more breath than voice. I freeze and my eyes snap to his face.He groans again, a little louder this time, and his head shifts against the pillow.“Jaxon,” I say, and the word tears out of me like I’ve been holding it back for days. “Hey, hey, I’m here. You’re okay. You’re—”His brow furrows like he’s trying to make sense of where he is. He blinks, slow and disoriented, his gaze unfocused. And I don’t even think.I move. One second I’m standing there, the next I’m leaning over him, my hands cupping his face like I have every right to touch him, like I’ve done it before. His skin is warm and real and shaking under my palms and that’s all it takes. That’s all it takes for the dam to break.I kiss him. It’s not soft and it’s not gentle. It’s raw and desperate and full of everything I’ve refused to say. My mouth crashes into his like I’m trying to breathe for him, like I’m trying to pull him back into the world by force. My fingers
Slapshot Awakening Waiting
Ryker POVShe stands and gestures for me to follow, her voice low and practiced, like she’s done this a hundred times before. Maybe she has. Maybe to other people who didn’t know what they’d find when they walked around that corner.The halls are quiet. The lighting is soft, dim enough to make everything feel heavier. Every footstep echoes too loud in my ears. She leads me to a room near the end of the corridor and stops just outside the door.“He’s still asleep,” she says gently, like she knows that’s not going to make it any easier. “You can go in.”I nod, but my legs don’t move right away. My hand curls around the edge of the doorframe. I already know I’m not ready for this, but I go in anyway.The room is too white. Too quiet. The beeping from the monitor is soft, steady, mechanical, and yet somehow it feels like it’s the only thing anchoring the moment.Jaxon is lying in the hospital bed, head tilted slightly to the side, one arm resting across his stomach, the other beside him t
Slapshot Awakening The Call
Ryker POVMy phone starts vibrating in my pocket. At first, I think about ignoring it. I’m not in the mood for anyone or anything. My head’s a mess and everything feels too loud, too close. I’ve been sat here, trying to shake the weight sitting in my chest, but it won’t move. Nothing does.It buzzes again and I pull it out and glance at the screen. Unknown number.Quinn watches me quietly.Part of me wants to let it ring. I’m already stretched too thin, already thinking too much about things I shouldn’t, things I can’t take back, things I can’t explain, not to myself and sure as hell not to Erin.But something doesn’t sit right so I answer. “Yeah?”Silence, just for a second. Then a voice. Calm. Professional. Too calm. “Hello, is this Ryker Hayes?”I feel something tighten in my chest. “Yeah. Who’s this?”“This is St. Vincent’s Medical Center. I’m calling in regard to Jaxon Reed. He listed you as an emergency contact.”The words don’t land all at once. They hit me in pieces, like some
Slapshot Awakening Needing To Talk
Ryker POVEverything’s gone to shit, and I don’t know how to fix any of it. I expected some kind of reaction from Jaxon after what happened. Hell, I even braced for him to yell, to lose it on me, to say something that would make it all hurt less because at least it would’ve been honest.But what I got instead? Him brushing it off. Pretending it meant nothing. Saying he was drunk. Emotional. Like that explained everything, like that was all it was.It’s not the rejection that’s twisting me up. I could’ve handled that. I’ve handled worse. It’s the way he looked through me after, like I imagined the whole thing. Like I was just some mistake he needed to forget.I don’t want to think about it anymore. I don’t want to keep replaying the way his mouth felt on mine or how it felt to finally touch him and believe, for one second, that he wanted it too.So I lace up my skates, shove every thought out of my head, and hit the ice.The cold hits sharp, biting at the edges of my skin, but I welcom
Slapshot Awakening Accident
Jaxon POVI ride until the roads blur, until the ache in my back is almost numb from the cold and the way I’ve been leaning. The town’s mostly quiet, streets half-asleep, the sky still holding onto that early gray light that makes everything feel heavier.Eventually, I cut down a side street and pull into the old car park behind the train station. It’s been shut down for years, cracked concrete, broken lights, weeds splitting through the lines that once meant something. No one comes out here anymore, which is exactly why I do.I kill the engine and sit for a second, helmet still on, hands gripping the handlebars like I’m waiting for a sign to move. But there’s nothing. Just silence. No shouting, no guilt, no one staring at me like they’re waiting for an answer I don’t have.I finally pull off the helmet and let it drop onto the floor beside me. My hands drag down my face, rough and slow, trying to rub the mess out of me, but it sticks. The fight with Erin. Ryker. The way it all unrave
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