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(RORY'S POV)I took a deep breath."Yes, I do have something that I need to tell you." I agreed."Okay. Shoot. I'm listening." Todd said, his fingers idly drawing circles on my body."It's about the Williams." I started. "Amanda told me something. Something really bad about them."Todd's whole body went still. I felt it, the way he tensed up beside me.He turned to me. "Did you tell Amanda what's going on?" He asked me.Oops! I felt my stomach churn and a feeling of guilt washed over me. Like I had done something bad."Yes I did." I admitted.Todd's face fell. He did not look angry or annoyed, just worried."Rory we can't just tell anyone about what's going on." He told me softly."I know. I trust Amanda. With my own life." I protested. "She is a good friend. And I am sorry that I didn't check with you first but I just had this hunch that she was going to tell me something useful and important."My hand reached for Todd's."And she did." I said with my eyes lit up in excitement.Todd

(RORY'S POV)"Goooo Wildcat!" Nana yelled shaking her pompoms.The sound was so loud that people around us turned to look. Nana didn't care. She never did at games. Her whole face was lit up, eyes fixed on the court even though the players hadn't come out yet."Nana!" Rosalie whined as she cleaned her face carefully and pushed away the pompoms that Nana had accidentally stuck in her face. "They aren't even out yet."Nana turned to Rosalie with a displeased look on her face. The kind she gave when someone interrupted her groove."Are you sure you're not supporting the Horses?" Nana asked, referring to the opposing team.Rosalie looked confused. Her eyebrows came together. "Why would I be supporting the Horses?" She asked in surprise. "They are from Rockycove, two whole towns away from us.""Well you are a mood spoiler and that's why I am not sure if you are here for this team. Here for the Wildcats." Nana stuck out her tongue at Rosalie and turned back to face the court. "Goooo Wildcat

(TODD'S POV)"O'Connor!" A hand came down on my shoulder, pulling me to the present.Laurel was looking at me with an expression that looked like he was observing a spider."What's wrong?" He asked me. "It's just the Horses. You should not be scared of them."I realized he thought I was nervous for a game. When have I ever been nervous for any game?Never."I was just thinking." I said as I bent down to finish up tightening my laces. I finished up and stole a glance at Chad.He was getting ready for the game too, nodding as he listened to something on his headphones. His face was calm. Normal. Like he hadn't been terrorizing Rory for weeks. Like he hadn't written those disgusting notes. Like he hadn't stood in front of her locker this morning and slipped another one inside.The anger rose in my chest again. Hot. Thick. Hard to breathe around."Todd!" Laurel gave me another brief shake. I turned to him and he still had that funny look on his face."That won't be necessary." He said.I

(RORY'S POV)"Rory, what do you think?"I looked up at Nana's twinkling eyes, lit up with excitement and watched her face fall and turn into a pout as she realized that I had not been listening to her."I'm so sorry, Nana." I pleaded with a tired sigh. I had zoned out, my phone in my hand was my only focus.Todd.I was waiting for him, thinking of why he had not replied to my texts or why his number was not going through. It was an hour since the game ended. An hour since I watched him disappear into the tunnel. An hour of nothing.Ten minutes past nine by the clock but my house was alive and noisy. Dad had gotten home a couple of minutes ago and Aunt Ryan not long after, so everyone was in the living room and seemed to be filling each other with the details of the evening.Or so I thought, until Nana called my attention and I realized that I had no idea what we were talking about."Are you thinking of the night's champion?" Nana asked wriggling her eyebrows at me.Dad looked up from

(THIRD PERSON POV)The parking lot was cold. The kind of cold that seeps into your bones and stays there.Rory knelt on the ground beside Todd, her hand still wrapped around his. His fingers were limp, cold, but she held on anyway. She couldn't let go. If she let go, she might lose him.Martha was on the phone, her voice high and shaking as she gave directions to the person on the phone l. "Please hurry. Please. He's bleeding. He's not waking up. Please."The ambulance would come. It had to come.But first, another set of headlights cut through the darkness.A car screeched to a stop beside them. The door flew open before the engine even died.George O'Connor ran toward them.He was still in his work clothes, his tie loose around his neck, his face pale and wild. He looked like a regular doctor with his doctor's face, but right now, just a father's face."Todd!" He dropped to his knees on the other side of his son. His hands went to work immediately—checking pulse, feeling for breath,