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THE THINNING LINE
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2026-07-12 23:34:01
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what we shouldn't be THE MOMENT BEFORE EVERYTHING STOPPED
CHAPTER FORTY SIXDAN’S POVGame days always felt the same.The locker room buzzed with nervous energy.Some of the guys blasted music through a speaker.Others taped their wrists in complete silence.Someone kept throwing a basketball against the wall even though Coach had already yelled at him twice to stop.I sat on the bench tying my sneakers.One knot.Then another.My daily routine.Everything before a game was a routine.It helped keep my head clear.Or…At least it used to.“Ladies.”Every head turned.Coach walked into the locker room with his clipboard tucked beneath one arm.“If any of you plan on embarrassing me tonight, tell me now so I can fake a heart attack before tip off.”A few guys laughed.“I’ll save you the trouble, Coach,” Jason said.“I’m definitely embarrassing you.”Coach pointed at him.“I believe that.”The room filled with laughter.Even I smiled.“Listen up.”The laughter slowly died down.“This isn’t just another game.”Coach looked around the room.“Scou
what we shouldn't be A MOMENT TOO LONG
CHAPTER FORTY FIVETORIA’S POVI had been standing there staring at the same canvas for what felt like forever.My instructor walked over and said something that snapped me out of it.“You’ve been staring at the same canvas for ten minutes.”I blinked a couple of times and looked up from the paint smeared across the canvas. Honestly, I hadn’t even noticed how long I’d been holding the brush without doing anything useful.“What?”She smiled and crossed her arms.“You heard me. Where did you disappear to in that head of yours?”I glanced back at my painting.It looked almost exactly the same as it had twenty minutes ago.I’d barely touched it.“I was thinking about stuff.”“I can tell.”She tapped the side of my easel.“Unfortunately, thinking doesn’t count as actual painting.”A few people around us laughed.Heat crept up my cheeks, and I laughed too, trying to play it off.“I am working on it, I swear.”“You’ve got another forty-five minutes before we wrap up for the day,” she said, h
what we shouldn't be ONE TOO MANY
CHAPTER FORTY FOURETHAN'S POVCollege parties were not really my kind of thing. They got too loud with all the music blasting and too crowded with people packed into every room. Plus there were always too many people acting like they were not already drunk after a couple cups of that cheap stuff they served. Unfortunately one of my coursemates did not agree with me on any of that."You better not disappear after class today," Marcus called out as we walked out of the lecture hall. "We are celebrating surviving that mechanics test.""I do not remember agreeing to anything," I said back."You do not have to agree. We already decided you are coming." He threw an arm around my shoulder and grinned.I sighed. "I hate all of you.""We know," he answered like it was no big deal.By the time I got back to the dorm I had almost talked myself out of going. Almost. Kenz was sitting at his desk with his headphones on scribbling stuff into a notebook. He did not even look up when I walked in. I d
what we shouldn't be CRACKS YOU CANT SEE
CHAPTER FORTY THREEKENZ’S POVI hadn’t planned on coming over.At least…That’s what I kept telling myself.Truth was, I’d been thinking about home all day.About the living room.About Mrs. Alexis asking if I’d eaten before I even took my shoes off.About Dan yelling at me for stealing another one of his hoodies.Funny.I still called it home even though I barely stayed there anymore.My classes ended earlier than usual, and before I knew it, I was already on a bus heading there with a bag of takeout resting on my thighs.Maybe things didn’t have to stay awkward forever.Maybe Dan and I could slowly find our way back to each other.Maybe.Maybe I was getting my hopes up.The familiar house came into view.Nothing had changed.The flowers by the porch were still there.Dan’s car still sat near the garage.Everything looked exactly the same.So why did it suddenly feel like I was visiting instead of coming home?I grabbed the bag of food and rang the doorbell.A few seconds later, the
what we shouldn't be THE THINGS I CAN'T FIX
CHAPTER FOURTY TWO DAN'S POV The door clicked shut behind me. I did not lock it. I just stood there with one hand still on the doorknob trying to catch my breath. My chest felt really tight. The kind of tight that made it hard to think straight. "What the fuck," I whispered to myself. I let go of the handle and stepped back until the backs of my knees bumped into the edge of the bed. I sat down quick before my legs decided to give out completely. The room stayed dark except for the streetlight coming through the blinds. I did not even bother turning on the light. I did not feel like I deserved it anyway. I buried my face in my hands. What the hell was that downstairs? No. I knew exactly what it was. It just was not what it looked like from the outside. Toria had not done anything wrong. She saw me falling apart and tried to help. She got me some water. She listened and did not push for details. She put her hand on my arm. That was it. That should have been all of it. So wh
what we shouldn't be THE THINNING LINE
CHAPTER FORTY ONETORIA’S POVI spent the entire day pretending last night never happened.It was easier said than done.Every time I walked into the kitchen, I remembered how close he’d been.Every time I looked toward the staircase, I remembered the way he’d stepped back like he’d just woken up from a nightmare.Nothing had happened.Not really.So why couldn’t I stop thinking about it?I sighed and tossed another shirt into the laundry basket.“Get over yourself, Toria.”The house was quiet again.Kenz had classes.Dan had practice.Just me…And my own stupid thoughts.I turned the TV on, hoping the noise would drown them out.It didn’t.Instead, I found myself replaying every second from yesterday.The look on Dan’s face.How exhausted he looked.How defeated.He hadn’t looked at me like a man looking at a woman.He’d looked at me like someone who’d been carrying too much for too long.Maybe that was why I reached for his arm.Maybe…Or maybe I was lying to myself.A car door slam
what we shouldn't be MESSAGE REQUEST
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
what we shouldn't be YOU'RE LEAVING GREENVILLE??
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
what we shouldn't be ONE LAST SEXCAPADE
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,
what we shouldn't be THE MORNING AFTER
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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