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The weight of Silence
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The College Bad Boy's Target Chapter 73
CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE:Ollie’s POV.Sleep didn’t come easy.It barely came at all.I tossed and turned until the sky outside started to pale. Every time I closed my eyes, my mind dragged me back to the stream, to the rush of words I shouldn’t have read, to the way my heart had raced for all the wrong reasons. The guilt settled heavy in my chest, pressing until I could barely breathe. I hated myself for giving in again, for letting that part of me win.But even as I lay there in the dark, I couldn’t lie to myself completely. A small, twisted part of me liked it — the attention, the power, the control I didn’t have anywhere else. It made me feel wanted, even if it was just an illusion.I stared at the ceiling until the morning light turned the edges of my curtains gold. My body felt drained, like I hadn’t rested at all. I pulled the blanket tighter around me, wishing I could disappear under it and never come out again.My phone buzzed somewhere on the nightstand. I ignored it at first,
The College Bad Boy's Target Chapter 72
CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO:Ollie’s pov.The morning light slipped through the curtains like it was trying not to wake me, but my eyes opened anyway. I didn’t feel rested. My body was sore, my throat dry, and my mind kept replaying last night in pieces that wouldn’t fit together right. The glow of the screen, the messages, the rush, the silence that came after—it all felt too loud inside me.The alarm buzzed on the nightstand, sharp and mean. I turned it off fast and just lay there, staring at the ceiling. My room was quiet except for the faint sound of cars outside. It was strange how normal everything looked when I felt so far from normal. The same posters on the wall, the same mess on my desk, the same light flickering from the corner lamp. But it all felt heavier somehow, like the air had thickened overnight.I pushed myself up and rubbed my face. My reflection in the mirror across the room looked worse than yesterday. Eyes red, skin pale, hair sticking up in all directions. I didn’t eve
The College Bad Boy's Target Chapter 71
CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE:Ollie’s POVThe night dragged like it didn’t want to end. Every time I closed my eyes, the screen flashed behind them — the messages, the rush, the hollow silence that followed. I kept turning over, trying to find comfort, but there wasn’t any. The air felt heavy, and my room was too quiet. I could hear my own heartbeat like a drum in my chest.At some point, I gave up on sleep. I just stared at the ceiling, tracing the faint cracks above me, counting them over and over until my thoughts blurred. I wanted morning to come, but I also dreaded it. Because morning meant facing school again. Facing him again.When the alarm finally went off, it didn’t feel like waking up. It felt like just changing scenery. I moved through my routine slowly, like my body was there but my mind was somewhere else. The mirror showed me what I didn’t want to see — eyes dull, skin pale, lips pressed tight like I was holding something in. Maybe I was.The walk to school was quiet. The street
The College Bad Boy's Target Chapter 70
CHAPTER SEVENTY:Ryder’s POVThe morning air felt colder than usual. I walked through the school gates with my hands shoved deep into my jacket pockets, my head buzzing with thoughts I couldn’t quiet. It had been bothering me since yesterday—the look in Ollie’s eyes, the way he said he was fine when everything about him screamed the opposite. I tried to tell myself to let it go, that maybe he just needed space, but that wasn’t me. I wasn’t good at pretending not to care, not when it came to him.I spotted him near his locker before first period. He was there early, which was strange. Usually, he showed up just in time, hair messy, eyes tired but soft when he smiled. This morning, he didn’t smile. His face looked pale under the hallway lights, his shoulders hunched, as if just standing upright took effort. I started walking toward him, but then he closed his locker and walked away fast, blending into the crowd before I could say a word.Something twisted in my chest. I didn’t know what
The College Bad Boy's Target Fading Light
Chapter 69 – Fading LightOllie’s POVThe sun was already dipping low when I finally stepped outside. The air was cool, brushing against my face as if it knew I needed something real to wake me up from the fog I’d been trapped in all day. I shoved my hands deep into my hoodie pockets and started walking, my head down, the weight of my bag pressing against my shoulder.It felt strange leaving school grounds today. The chatter of people behind me sounded like a life I couldn’t reach anymore — normal, loud, careless. I used to belong to that kind of noise. Now, everything around me seemed to echo too much, like I was walking inside a bubble and the world was somewhere else entirely.The streets were half-empty, the faint sound of traffic humming in the distance. I followed the same route I always took home, past the corner store, the bakery that closed too early, and the row of small houses with their paint peeling from the sun. I knew every crack in the sidewalk, every broken streetligh
The College Bad Boy's Target Cracks in the Silence
Chapter 68 – Cracks in the SilenceOllie's pov The next morning came too soon. My alarm dragged me out of a half-sleep that felt more like floating than resting. My body was heavy, my head pounding with the weight of everything I had done the night before. I wanted to stay under the covers, hide from the world, and pretend none of it had happened. But the clock kept moving, and eventually I pushed myself out of bed, my limbs sluggish as if I was wading through mud.The shower didn’t help much. The water was hot, steam clouding the mirror, but the fog in my head stayed. I looked at myself afterward, towel slung around my waist, and I couldn’t hold my own stare. My eyes were ringed with shadows, and I looked pale, like someone hollowed me out. I dressed slowly, pulling on clothes that felt too tight even though they fit fine. My bag felt heavier than it should when I slung it over my shoulder.At school, the hallways buzzed with energy I couldn’t match. People laughed, talked, slammed
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