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CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

Penulis: Gippeum Choi
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ANTHONY’S POV

Oh, I almost forgot how horrible family meetings were.

My father always displayed his anger and displeasure towards me with words the moment he was feeling his anger reach a certain point. But when he was truly mad, he had a habit of keeping deathly silent and just watching everything around him happen quietly. We went on with the day’s activities as usual and sometimes even forgot about the mess we made that made our dad mad in the first place, but after dinner, when everyone was full and happy he would wipe his mouth clean, gather us all in the living room and unleash hell. Most of the time it was directed at me and today was no different.

“What the hell were you thinking, Anthony?” Whenever my dad called me by my full name it never ended well for me. The good thing now though is that I had gotten so used to be scolded that I didn’t cry anymore.

“Do you have any idea what you put your sister through?”

Said sister was sitting by a corner in the living room by the stairs
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  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

    ANTHONY’S POVOh, I almost forgot how horrible family meetings were.My father always displayed his anger and displeasure towards me with words the moment he was feeling his anger reach a certain point. But when he was truly mad, he had a habit of keeping deathly silent and just watching everything around him happen quietly. We went on with the day’s activities as usual and sometimes even forgot about the mess we made that made our dad mad in the first place, but after dinner, when everyone was full and happy he would wipe his mouth clean, gather us all in the living room and unleash hell. Most of the time it was directed at me and today was no different.“What the hell were you thinking, Anthony?” Whenever my dad called me by my full name it never ended well for me. The good thing now though is that I had gotten so used to be scolded that I didn’t cry anymore.“Do you have any idea what you put your sister through?”Said sister was sitting by a corner in the living room by the stairs

  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN

    BLAKE’S POV“What the hell were you thinking?!”I winced at the sound of my mother’s loud voice. I have done some pretty nasty things in my life, but never have I seen her so mad. I could already tell I wasn’t getting out of this one that easily.“You…” she pointed her angry index finger at me. “Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you’re in right now?”She stopped pacing up and down the hotel room we were in long enough to look at my father who was sitting quietly in a corner, and urge him with her eyes to speak up. He cleared his throat, got up and came to the front of the queen sized bed that I was sitting on.“You stole your mother’s car,” he began. My guess was he was going to list out the bad things I did that landed me in trouble, but my mother thought his order was wrong so she decided to say it herself.“Let’s not even start there. Let’s start with the fact that you’re dating Crystal Pearce.”“You already knew that!” I cried defensively. As soon as Crystal told her mother

  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX

    ANTHONY’S POV“Are you sure it’s okay to let her in while she’s this angry?”Blake and I were standing outside waiting for Claire to show up. Apparently she’s been calling us for some days now but since both our phones were turned off she couldn’t get to us. When Blake finally answered her call, she sounded quite murderous.“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of her, Tony,” Blake said teasingly. The truth was I was terrified of Claire Reagan. She was tiny but deadly. Her glares alone made me want to just disappear into thin air. But I wasn’t going to admit that to Blake especially since he looked so relaxed and calm about her being here so I just kept quiet instead. A few moments later, a black SUV pulled up to the front of his grandparents’ cabin.“Tell me one good reason why I shouldn’t just unalive you right now?”I was expecting Claire to emerge from the driver’s side but she came out from the passenger side at the back. When the two front doors opened up, I felt myself grow weak in

  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY FIVE

    BLAKE’S POVThe next two days were two of the best days of my life. Tony and I spent them cuddling, kissing, taking baths together and teasing each other, although it was more of me teasing him while he blushed and blushed till he ran out of red in his system. I didn’t want it to end. I wanted us to be like that forever. It was like my love for him grew with each second of each day that I spent with him. I never once imagined loving a boy like this and yet look at me, feeling all giddy inside just because Anthony Pearce told me he liked how I smelled after a shower.“Blake?”“Hmm?”We were both lying in bed, Tony’s face buried in my chest while I hugged him and stroked his hair. It was perfect, us just being like that.“Don’t you think we should head home already?”So much for it being perfect.“Why?” I asked, breaking our hug. He looked at me, sighed and then sat up right. I did the same.“Well, I just think our parents will be so stressed out worrying about us. What if they’

  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR

    ANTHONY’S POVI woke up to the sound of a very loud bang.Startled, I sat up straight, my heart pounding like it wanted out of my rib cage. It took me a while to register what was going on but when I finally did, I couldn’t stop the grin that spread across my face like a virus.Blake was holding up a popper with his arms spread out, his hair a giant nest, messier than anything I’ve ever seen it be before. His smile was just as wide as mine and his tired eyes crinkled with so much joy as he looked at me.The room was decorated with purple and white streamers, balloons and confetti. A couple of my photos were hung from the ceiling using a thin streamer like string.“What’s all this?” I asked. “How did you manage to do all this??”“It’s boyfriend magic,” was his reply before he almost stopped my heart by winking at me and blowing me a kiss. Hearing Blake refer to himself as my boyfriend made me a certain kind of happy that I’ve never been before till then. I looked away from him, bl

  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE

    ANTHONY’S POV“This is what? My third hoodie?” Blake asked, pointing at the gigantic white hoodie with BL boldly written in black letters across it. “I am taking notes of all my hoodies you’re with. You are going to pay for them one way or the other.”“Can I pay in kind?” I asked flirtatiously while taking an obvious glance at his lips. His eyes darkened and he bit his bottom lip.“I mean...that doesn’t sound like such a terrible idea.”We shared a kiss then, but I broke it off to quickly put on his hoodie so he wouldn’t see how turned on I was by it.We were in the bedroom that he usually stayed in while on holiday with his grandparents. He had taken out two pairs of sweatpants and two different coloured hoodies from his little collection of clothes in his wardrobe, and asides the oversized cardigan my mom got him two years ago, he didn’t have any other clothes in there.“Blake, sweetie...”“Oh, I like that,” Blake said and gave me a quick kiss on my lips. “Call me that again.”He l

  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO

    BLAKE’S POVTony’s eyes were rounded like saucers and he looked so goddamn adorable in that moment, I couldn’t think straight. I never knew a day would come when I’d want another guy as much as I wanted him.“You...want to take a shower with me?” His voice was low, almost inaudible and squeaky.“Yeah. Don't you wanna take one with me?” He looked a little frightened but I want to believe it was a good kind of frightened.“You want us...to be naked together?” The expression on his face was priceless. It was so red from embarrassment I almost felt bad for him. I could tell how much he was struggling from the way he tried not to let it show that he was indeed embarrassed by the idea of the two of us being naked and wet together. God, I loved him so much.“I believe that’s how showers work, Tony,” I responded, not even bothering to conceal my amusement. He pouted and then hid his face behind his palms. “Don't make fun of me, Blake.”I proceeded to drop multiple kisses on the back of his ha

  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE

    ANTHONY’S POV“Where the hell are we going to sleep tonight?” I asked Blake. We were in his mother’s car now, chased back in from how cold outside was. We didn’t carry coats or anything that could keep us remotely warm. I had never been this cold in my entire life.Blake turned to look at the back seat. “Looks pretty comfortable to me.”“Blake...” I started in a warning tone. I liked the car, but there was no way I was going to sleep in it. He smiled, a goofy grin and ruffled my hair.“I’m kidding. My grandparent’s cabin is a couple minutes away from here. Luckily for us, I am their favourite grandchild and so they told me the password to it.”He put the car in gear and a couple seconds later we were leaving the beach and on our merry way to his grandparents’ cabin.It was rare for me to feel as happy as I did then and I was scared to let myself feel that happy because I kept having this feeling that it would all be taken away from me. The last time I felt like this – this happy and f

  • The Clay Connection   CHAPTER SIXTY

    BLAKE’S POV I kept driving, not knowing exactly where I was headed, but knowing I was going to take Tony away from everything and everyone that could possibly hurt him. He was sitting so still and so quiet and his face was turned towards the window so he was staring out at the blackness surrounding us through the tinted glass. I wanted to reach out to him, to hold him and assure him that I was on his side and that I didn’t hate him or think any less of him, but I couldn’t. Once again, I was consumed by fear, fear of how he would receive me; whether he would feel pleased enough to take my hand in his without beating himself up so much for whatever happened and what Crystal said to him. Fear of what it would mean for me to take his hand in this situation. We drove on in silence for a long time. About forty minutes later, I pulled up to the snow-covered beach and parked my car there. I really felt the silence then and it burned my heart. “Tony,” I called softly. He stiffened but didn’

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