Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sinister Storm: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

BENNETT’S POV The laughter around me felt distant, dull, and grating. My smile was fake, stretched tight across my face like a bad mask. I nodded when someone cracked a joke, even laughed along, but I was barely there. Not really. My mind was still stuck back on the moment Billy had it. Lucas. Engaged. To Brittney. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to breathe through the anger and keep myself in check. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of a scene, not in front of everyone. I was so mad at Lucas. After all the times we kissed like we were starving for each other and he’d made demands, telling me to stop seeing Avery. After the calls, the messages, dinner with my mother, and worst of all after that call yesterday where I gave a vulnerable part of myself to him and he in turn whispered filthy things to me. To think he already knew then that he was getting mated to Brittney made my blood boil. My fingers itched to punch his face in. The only reason I was still he

RYDER’S POV I was seated on Bennett’s bed, my back against the headboard, my legs stretched out. I didn’t need to check the time again to know it was late, very late.Like way past the hour Bennet was supposed to be home. I laced my fingers tightly together, as I tried to calm down and wait for him to appear. His room smelled like his shampoo and something else I couldn't put my finger on. The same hoodie from earlier today was draped over the chair, whilst his worn-out sneakers sat by the closet. But the longer I sat here, the more it felt like I didn’t know my best friend anymore. Where was he? The soft creak of the window opening snapped me out of my thoughts. Figures. Of course, he was sneaking in through the damn window instead of using the front door like a normal person. Is he an idiot? He slid in quietly, moving like a shadow. I stayed silent then I flicked the light switch on startling him Click. “Shit!” he flinched, one foot still inside and the other caught on

LUCAS’S POV The night air was sharp and freezing the moment I got out. Tugging my jacket tighter around my frame, I walked briskly towards Kael’s parked car. Kael was waiting at the curb in his silver truck, one arm draped lazily out the window, a cigarette balanced between his fingers. He flicked it away the moment he saw me. “Took you long enough,” he said, nodding at the passenger door. I slid in without a word, yanking the door shut. He didn’t ask what happened, didn't mention the bruise on my lip or the smudged skin under my eyes. He just reached forward and turned the volume up on whatever indie-rock song was playing low through his speakers and drove. “Are you hungry?” he asked after a minute, his eyes on the road. “Not really,” I muttered, staring out the window. “Just came out of a shit storm called Dinner with my father.” “Too bad.” He flipped a turn signal. “I’m getting food. You’re eating something. And if you try to fight me, I’ll kick your ass in front of

Lucas’s POV Bennet has been ignoring me at school for days now. Not just pretending I wasn’t there… but looking through me like I’d stopped existing.And maybe I had. To him, at least.I knew I deserved the cold shoulder and even worse so I didn't try to get in his space. I could give him enough time to cool off.But damn, I hated not knowing what he was thinking. Not knowing if he hated me or if he was hurting too. Not knowing if all those nights meant anything or if he’d already buried me like a bad decision.Today wasn’t doing my sanity any favors either.We were having Practical Physics and all the students had been assigned to groups of four.Of course, the universe, in all its twisted glory, decided to pair me with Bennet, Brittney, and Avery. What an irony.I stared at the lab table, already feeling the back of

LUCAS’S POV I froze the moment Avery pulled away from Bennett. The Silence hit hard, stark in the fluorescent bathroom. The door shut behind her, as she scurried out leaving the three of us in tense silence. I didn’t say a word. Bennet stood there, his hands crossed over his chest, his chest heaving slightly, half-exposed from being tangled with her. A look of defiance settled on his face like he was challenging me to say something. I wanted to vomit, to run, to punch something. Xane cleared his throat and whistled. “Well… this got interesting.” Bennet’s glare shifted to Xane first, then to me. “Never knew the school tour started in the boys’ bathroom,” he said, his voice flat. Xane stepped in, slipping a hand onto my shoulder with an ease that was a bit off putting. “I asked Lucas to take me here first. I needed a smoke.” His tone was casual and perfectly timed. Bennet narrowed his eyes on him. If looks could kill, Xane would be long dead. I still couldn't understa