When Best Friends Kiss のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 271 - チャプター 280

(RORY'S POV)"Oh my goodness, Rory," Rosalie said, crossing one leg over the other.I could see her through the mirror in front of me, and her eyes were widened in concern and maybe fear.I picked up my purse and hung it on my shoulder, giving myself one final look in the mirror before I turned around to face my sister."I know. It's scary," I said.I had given her a recap of everything that had happened at the hospital, the way Mr. Williams had come in and how he had threatened me. Then I told her about the meeting with the O'Connors and Tia at the hospital yesterday."Really scary," Rosalie agreed, rising to her feet. Then she looked at me, and the fear in her eyes seemed to clear for admiration. She smiled adoringly at me. "You look so pretty, Bun.""Thanks," I said, glancing at the mirror again. I was dressed in a simple silver silk dress, one of the expensive dresses that Aunt Ryan had gotten for me in the past. Never worn, of course. I wasn't wearing makeup, but my hair was pack

(RORY'S POV)My heart was thrumming in excitement on our way to the restaurant. I had no idea that I was bobbing my head to the music that was playing in the car until Dad called my name from the front seat.I snapped my head towards him and noticed then that he was staring at me through the rearview mirror.I snapped into focus then and sat up properly."I'm sorry, Dad, did you say something?" I said, realizing that I must have missed something important.Dad raised a questioning eyebrow at me, and I could see Rosalie shaking her head with a mischievous smirk on her face from the passenger's seat."Yes, I did," Dad confirmed as he turned his attention back to the road. "I said, did you get any good news from the hospital? You look pretty excited. It's almost like you're the one who has a proposal to make."Rosalie laughed. "And then I told Dad that he looks like the one with a proposal to make. He's sweating like he's about to be slaughtered." Then she twisted in her seat to steal a

(RORY'S POV)The sound ripped through the night like thunder.But it wasn't thunder.It was louder. Closer. And it felt wrong.My body froze mid-step. My hand was still reaching for the car door handle, but I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't think.No.No, no, no.I started running."RORY!" Dad's voice sounded distant, and I could hear him hurrying after me.My heels slapped against the pavement, almost matching my racing heart as I ran. The parking lot spun around me in a blur of streetlights and shadows. My chest burned. My eyes searched frantically, and then I saw it.Flames. Orange and red and angry, licking up from the hood, swallowing the front of the vehicle whole. Smoke poured into the sky, thick and black.Tia's car."Oh my God!" I heard Dad call before me, his voice weaker than I had ever heard.Somehow I found the courage to shout."TIA!" I screamed. "ROSALIE!"I don't remember crossing the parking lot. I don't remember my feet moving. I just remember the heat—the

(THIRD PERSON’S POV)The man shivered before him, his resolve even weaker than how he looked."Tell me what went wrong, Jon?" Denver Williams asked, his voice very low—lower than usual—but even then, it sounded very clear in the large study."The boys made sure that everything was done perfectly," Jon trembled as he spoke."So what happened? The head of paramedics told me it wasn't fatal, and so did the chief officer. No one died."His voice was casual, like he was speaking of the weather.Jon swallowed a dry lump in his throat."They—they made sure—""You don't know," Denver said with a tired sound.There was a brief moment of silence, and then Jon answered quickly."I don't know, sir."Another moment of silence. Accompanied by a deep sigh from Denver Williams."I don't know what I'm going to do with you," he snarled. "But I believe you know what you're going to do with the person who ruined this?"His grey eyes pierced into Jon's scared dark ones."Y-yes, sir. I will find who ruined

(RORY'S POV)Tia's eyes brightened when she looked up and saw me, and one would not know that she had just survived a deadly attack hours ago."Hey, Rory," she greeted me.We were now at our house, and Tia was working on her laptop in the study. Dad had forced her to stay with us, leaving no room for argument.He was currently in his own room, making phone calls. Thinking of ways to protect us and getting more weapons for the fight against the Williams."Hey, Tia," I said, shutting the door behind me. I made my way to where Tia was and settled into the chair beside her."Are you okay?" she asked, setting the laptop aside while her eyes took in my presence, observantly."Yes, I'm okay," I said with a nervous giggle. Then I sat back up and smoothed my dress before me gently. Then I took in a deep breath and drew myself to look into her eyes."I want to apologize," I began. The environment tensed up, and suddenly the mood was solemn. It may have been a mirror to reflect how I was feeling