LOGINCHAPTER SIXTY FOURKENZ'S POVThe weird part was how Dan kept glancing down at his ankle even after the boot came off. We had not even made it five minutes from the hospital parking lot before he was looking at it again. He flexed his foot a couple times like he was testing it out, then stared at the empty space where the boot used to be. I let out a long sigh and kept my eyes on the road."You know most normal people celebrate getting that thing off by grabbing some food or something," I said.He looked over at me for a second. "I am celebrating.""By staring at your foot the whole time?""Exactly.""You're weird.""I've always been weird.""Yeah that is true."A little smile pulled at the side of his mouth and he leaned back in the passenger seat. For the first time in a while he actually seemed like he could breathe easier. Not totally chill or anything because Dan was never completely relaxed about anything. But the tight look he had been carrying around his face for weeks was gon
CHAPTER SIXTY THREEKENZ’S POVThe smell of pancakes dragged me downstairs long before my alarm had the chance to.I barely made it halfway before Mrs. Alexis’ voice reached me from the kitchen.“Morning, sleepyhead.”I smiled.“Morning.”The dining table was already set.A stack of pancakes sat in the middle beside scrambled eggs, bacon, fresh fruit and a jug of orange juice.Typical Mrs. Alexis.If she knew everyone would be home, she’d cook enough food to feed an army.Mr. Alexis sat at the head of the table reading something on his tablet while quietly sipping coffee.Toria was already eating, her hair tied into a loose ponytail as she scrolled through her phone between bites.Dan walked in a few seconds later.Well…“Limped” was probably the better word.He still had the walking boot on, but the crutches were nowhere to be seen.Mrs. Alexis noticed immediately.“Daniel.”He froze halfway to his chair.“What?”“Where are your crutches?”“I don’t need them.”“You absolutely do.”He
CHAPTER SIXTY TWO KENZ'S POV Three days had passed since the party. Three days since Dan told me he was leaving for Boston. Three days since he followed me upstairs, grabbed my wrist, and told me not to start avoiding him. The strange thing was that I still was not completely sure what he had meant by that. Every time I thought about it I ended up more confused than before. Confusion seemed to be a common theme in this house lately, especially where Dan and Toria were concerned. At first I convinced myself that I was imagining things. Everyone had been exhausted after the party. Dan was still walking around with a crutch, Toria was busy as usual, and nobody had been sleeping properly. That explanation lasted exactly one day. By the second day I started paying closer attention. By the third day I was completely certain that something was wrong. The first thing I noticed was breakfast. For long, breakfast had followed exactly the same pattern. Dan would come downstairs first. Tor
CHAPTER SIXTY ONETORIA’S POVI parked the car inside the garage and switched off the engine.For a second, neither of us moved.“ We’re home.”Dan nodded quietly before reaching for his crutches.I climbed out first.By the time I walked around to his side, he’d already opened the door.“I’ve got it,” he said.“I know.”He pushed himself up carefully.The moment his injured foot touched the ground, he flinched.I pretended not to notice.If I said anything, he’d just argue.Together, we slowly walked toward the door.Before either of us could reach it, it swung open.“There you two are.”Mrs. Alexis smiled the moment she saw us.“I was wondering when you’d get back.”Her eyes immediately dropped to Dan’s boot.“And how’s my patient?”Dan smiled.“Alive.”“Barely,” I muttered.Mrs. Alexis laughed.“I’ll take that as progress.”She stepped aside so we could come in.The smell of food immediately filled the house.“Is that lunch?” I asked.“It is.”Mr. Alexis walked out of the dining ro
CHAPTER SIXTYKENZ'S POVAt least, that was what I kept telling myself.I tied another trash bag shut and carried it toward the front door before dropping it beside the others. The house was finally starting to look like a house again instead of the scene of a disaster.Well, almost.The music had been turned off nearly an hour ago, most of the decorations had been taken down, and sunlight was pouring through the windows. A few people were still hanging around, searching for phones, jackets, chargers, and whatever else they had managed to lose during the night.Jason was currently searching for all of them."Has anybody seen my charger?""No," Fiona answered."My wallet?""No.""My shoe?""No.""My will to live?"This time, Fiona didn't even bother looking up from the kitchen counter she was cleaning."Check the backyard."Jason placed a hand against his chest."You know, sometimes I wonder why we're friends.""Because nobody else would tolerate you.""That was cold.""You'll recover.
CHAPTER FIFTY NINE KENZ’S POV About an hour later, the house had finally started emptying. People wandered around with messy hair, looking for phones, wallets, chargers and random pieces of clothing that somehow didn’t belong to them anymore. The music had been turned down. The backyard wasn’t nearly as loud as it had been last night. It almost felt… peaceful. Almost. I tied another trash bag shut before dragging it toward the front door. The house still looked terrible. Empty bottles covered almost every table. Pizza boxes were stacked on top of each other in the kitchen. Red cups were everywhere. I honestly didn’t know where to start. Fiona walked into the living room carrying a mop. She stopped in the middle of the room and slowly looked around. Then she sighed. “ Nobody’s leaving until this place looks normal again.” A chorus of groans answered her. Jason dropped dramatically onto the couch. “I knew this was coming.” “You should’ve known when you threw a party,
KENZ POV CHAPTER ONE "Fuck Jeremy,” I moaned as his hands slowly slid lower. The kiss was the most erotic thing I'd ever felt.He pulled his top up, and I saw the most perfectly carved body.“Get on your knees,” he commanded with his calm but deep voice.I reached out for his trousers, maintainin
Kenz's POV Chapter THREE “Shit,” I muttered under my breath. Jeremy pulled away from me so fast it almost made me laugh, but it would be stupid to do that with my situation right now. “Kenz?” my sister called again from outside my door. My stomach dropped. I was as good as dead. Ellie was
Kenz’s POV Chapter TWO I stared at the text for so long, not knowing what to do. Why the hell was Jeremy texting me? He had ignored me completely after spending the entire summer together, yet those few words he sent shifted something in me, and I really hated it. I finally decided to reply,
CHAPTER THIRTEEN KENZ POV The mansion looked like it had been ransacked. Plastic bottles littered around the floor and red cups were covered on every available surface. The smell of alcohol made me want to puke. I stepped over a pile of empty boxes drenched with alcohol. “



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