LOGIN(RORY’S POV)
“What the fuck, Laurel!” Todd roared angrilly. “She took it when I wasn’t looking I swear!” Laurel said glaring at me. I giggled, because I could not stop myself and then crossed my legs where I sat. “Really, stop yelling at him. I was the one who took your drink. This was supposed to be mine.” I said pointing at the empty glass of Juice before realization hit me and I giggled. “Oops! I drank that too.” Todd sighed. “Come on, let’s get you home, This was a bad idea.” He murmured coming to take my hand in his but I swing my arm away. “No! I don’t want to go home.” I whine narrowing my eyes. “Who’s a party popper now?” “You’re drunk Rory!” He growled at me. He only ever called me Rory when he was serious or mad. I guess it was both for now. “I’m not. Tipsy, maybe.” I say and then I throw my hands up. “I’m trying to be fun not boring like Jason said! I mean he’s here having fun so I must have been really boring.” Todd’s brows furrowed and he came closer to me with a deep, concerned look in his eyes. “Is he the reason why you took the shot?” He asked. “What else was I supposed to do when I saw him having fun and sucking some girl’s face off?” I said blowing a raspberry. Hurt flickered through Todd’s eyes and then it was replaced with anger as he balled his fists. I wagged my fingers at him. “Na-ah, Todd O’Connor. I know that look.” I said. “Don’t do anything crazy.” Todd was just about to say something when someone out shouts some words and I see a number of kids darting towards a direction . “What’s happening?” I asked confused. “They want to play dare.” Laurel said excitedly as he rubbed his hands and headed for the door. “I think I’ll leave you two to sort out your issues. I’m going for some fun.” “We’re coming too.” I said standing up but Todd stood in front of me immediately. I groaned. “What’s wrong with you?” I asked him. “You’re drunk and whatever decision you’re taking right now is because of the Alcohol. Trust me, you don’t want to play dare.” He said. “Well I do! I’m not always boring and safe you know?” I spat back with a slur. That’s not true. I think I’m always boring and safe. If not for my books or my podcasts, I’m hardly ever interested in any more things. So yes he was right. It was the Alcohol but it was not making me swoon or say rubbish. I just felt excited and energized. “I feel guilty for this. I shouldn’t have brought you here.” He said and there was genuinely a flash of regret in his eyes. “Oh my goodness Todd!” I complained this time with a strain in my voice. “You’re the one who said I could come here and have fun and forget about Jason. I’m old enough to have some alcohol and I’m not acting a fool so please stop being a bummer! You’re acting like my strict dad!” Todd pursed his lips at my scolding and then he sighed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. You’re not acting silly or anything…..” he hesitated before saying in a soft tone. “I just don’t want you doing what you don’t want to do.” I smile and cup his face in my hand. Something flashed in his eyes and I gave myself an inner blow for this action. It was the booze obviously, I was too shy to hold Todd’s face. Ruffle his hair? Punch him in the shoulder? Flick his ears? Pinch his side? Hell yes! That was a normal thing! “I appreciate your care, kind sir but I promise you I’m fine.” I said before taking his hand in mine. “Now let’s go and play Dare.” He let me pull him along . I didn’t know the directions but seeing where others were headed, I followed. We soon got to where it was holding. Outside a very large patio, kids were seated in a big circle giggling about. Some just stood afar and watched while others watched from the transparent sliding doors and from the balcony. Laurel called us over to sit beside him after making some kids scoot over. As we got settled, Todd’s hand instinctively landed on my waist in a protective manner to pull me close to him. It was just a simple friendly action to him I’m sure but it exhilarated every single feeling in my body. “We have our players people!” Joe the boy who was hosting this party said as he stood in the middle of the circle. Everyone erupted in cheers “Now, anyone who dares to back away from the game has to strip naked and walk to the pool.” He announced. There were squeals of excitement as he pointed at the pool which was some distance from where we sat. “Hell yeah!” Laurel cheered on. I gulped imagining walking naked. “Candy, we can still back out now.” Todd leaned over and whispered in my ear sending waves of thrill round my body. I could see Jason and his partner watching from the balcony. Call me whatever but I didn’t want to look like a chicken. Not just any chicken. A boring chicken. “No. I want to play.” I said with a forced grin. Todd looked surprised and then he shrugged. “Now lets play dare!” Joe announced accompanied by anticipated cheers. The spinning of the bottle began and each time I could feel my chest tighten. Someone was dared to lick someone’s toes, someone was dared to give another a two minutes blow job (in front of everyone might I add! I was shocked to my bones!) Leslie was dared to take of her top for two rounds of the game and she did it in a heartbeat, guy’s whistled at her hungrily and I could not help but still a glance at Todd who to my very surprise wasn’t paying attention. The bottle was spinner several times and I was beginning to relax because I thought I would not get involved n the game. But then the bottle stopped and it was facing Todd. The other side was pointed at Majorie Kennedy. Majorie used to be best friends with Leslie but from what we all heard, they stopped being friends when Leslie fucked Majorie’s boyfriend when she was on one of the many breaks with Todd. The tension was obvious in the room and I heard Laurel guffaw and whisper to Todd. “She’s totally going to dare you to fuck her in the bathroom.” He whispered. I couldn’t help the hairs on back that stood in alarm. I tried to fight it back repeating to myself that this was a game and that Todd was not my boyfriend. “I dare you.” Majorie began with a smirk on her face. The silence stretched on with everyone holding breaths. I could see Leslie glaring at her former best friend. “I dare you to French kiss your Nerdy best friend, Rory for three solid minutes.” She finally announced with a mischievous glint in her eyes. I felt like I had just been punched in my stomach.(THIRD PERSON POV)The sun came up over Daisyland like it didn't know anything was wrong.Leslie watched it from her window. She hadn't slept. Not really. Just stared at the ceiling and listened to her own thoughts.Her phone was still in her hand. The same phone she had almost used to warn Todd. The same phone her mother had taken and then given back after going through all her messages.She hadn't found anything. There was nothing to find. Leslie had been careful. Too scared to do anything, too scared to say anything, too scared to be anything but what they wanted.But the voice was still there. Small but present.You don't have to be like them.She pushed it away and got dressed.---Shirley and Joy were already at their usual table when Leslie walked into the café.Shirley was scrolling through her phone, a bored look on her face. Joy was eating a pastry and looking at nothing.They looked up when Leslie sat down."You look terrible." Joy said. It wasn't mean. Just honest.Leslie
(THIRD PERSON’S POV)Denver and Dana talked for another hour.Plans. Strategies. Threats. Who to call. Who to pay. Who to scare.Leslie listened to all of it. The words washed over her like dirty water.They talked about the recording. About getting someone into the hospital. About finding the phone and making sure to destroy it.They talked about Tia. About her connections. About ways to discredit her. About people in her past they could dig up.They talked about Rory. About her family. About ways to make her disappear if needed to.When Leslie heard that part, she looked up."You can't." She said.Denver turned to her. "Can't what?""Hurt her. You can't hurt her."Dana laughed. "Watch us.""No." Leslie stood up. Her legs were shaking but she stood. "I've gone along with everything. I've done everything you asked. But this—hurting an innocent girl because she loves someone—I won't be part of it."Denver stood up too. He walked toward her slowly."You won't be part of it?" He repeated
(THIRD PERSON POV)The Williams' mansion was quiet.Not the peaceful kind of quiet. The kind that comes before a heavy storm. The kind that makes the hairs on your arm stand up.Denver Williams sat in his study, a glass of whiskey in his hand, staring at the wall. The room was dark except for one lamp. His face was half in shadow.Dana sat across from him, her legs crossed, a wine glass in her hand. She looked calm. But her eyes were sharp. Watching.Leslie sat on the small couch near the window. She was curled up, her knees to her chest, staring at nothing.The meeting with Todd at the hospital had not gone the way Denver wanted. The boy was stubborn. Still defiant. Even after everything."He's not broken." Denver said finally. His voice was quiet. That was worse than shouting.Dana took a sip of wine. "He will be. Give it time.""I don't have time." Denver set his glass down hard. The liquid sloshed over the side. "His phone. My boys went back for it but it was not there. I think we
(RORY'S POV)Tia spent the next hour explaining everything.She talked about the legal process. About what would happen next. About the police, the courts, the media.She talked about Denver's history. Other contracts. Other victims. People who had been too scared to speak."His pattern is the same every time." She said. "He finds vulnerable people. He offers them money, security, success. Then he traps them. Controls them. Threatens them.""Why does no one stop him?" I asked.Tia sighed. "Because he's smart. He never leaves evidence. Until now." She looked at Todd. "He made a mistake with you. He thought you were just a scared kid. He didn't expect you to fight back."Todd's jaw tightened. "I'm not scared anymore.""Good." Tia nodded. "You're going to need that courage. This is going to get ugly before it gets better."George leaned forward. "What do you need from us?""Everything." Tia said. "Testimony. Evidence. Patience. This won't be quick. Denver will drag it out. He'll try to d
(RORY'S POV)Tia walked into the hospital room as boldly as ever. Not in a rude way. In a confident way. The kind of way that made you feel like everything was going to be okay because she was here now.She was wearing a simple blue dress and her hair was pulled back. But her eyes were sharp. Focused. The eyes of someone who was ready to fight."Oh, sweetheart." She came straight to me and pulled me into a hug. "Look at you. You look exhausted."I hugged her back. It felt good. Safe. "I'm okay."She pulled back and looked at me carefully. Then she turned to Todd."And you." She walked to his bedside. "You look like you've been through hell."Todd tried to smile. "That's one way to put it."Tia pulled up a chair and sat down close to him. She reached out and took his hand. Gentle. Caring."I'm so sorry this happened to you." She said. "So sorry."Todd's eyes got a little wet. He blinked quickly. "Thank you."Tia looked at me. "Tell me everything. From the beginning. Don't leave anythi
(RORY'S POV)"I can't see them. I want to see them." Nana insisted.Her face was squished against the phone screen, her eyes narrowed like that would help her see better. Behind her, I could see the familiar kitchen cabinets, the edge of the dining table, the sunlight coming through the window."Nana, you're too close." I said, trying not to laugh. "Move back a little."She moved back. Now I could only see her chin."The other way, Nana."She moved the phone again and finally her whole face appeared. Rosalie was behind her, shaking her head and laughing silently."Can you see Todd?" Nana asked. "Let me see him. I want to see for myself that he's okay."I turned the phone toward Todd. He was propped up in his hospital bed, looking tired but awake. His face was still bruised, still swollen in places. But he was smiling. A small smile, but real."Hi, Nana." He said.Nana's face went soft. The way it always did when she saw someone she loved hurting."Oh, mijo." She said softly. "Look at







