Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Bullies Are Twin Hockey Players: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Xavier’s POVI head downstairs and see all the work that Jasper has done for the party. The living room looks completely different from how it usually does. There are colorful lights hanging from the ceiling, and he’s moved all the furniture around to create more space for people to dance and mingle.I can see streamers and balloons everywhere, and there’s a table set up with snacks and drinks. Jasper has really gone all out for this party. He’s even set up a sound system with speakers in different corners of the room so the music will fill the entire space.Looking at everything he’s accomplished makes me feel terrible. I should have helped him with all this preparation, but I’ve been too distracted and worried about my own problems to be a good brother. He’s been working on this party, and I’ve barely lifted a finger to help him.But even feeling bad about not helping, I feel worse about something else entirely. The thought of Tony coming to this party and flirting with Tara makes m

Xavier’s POVI quickly fix my mask and hop out of the bathroom, making sure everything is in place. When I step into the main room, I find Tara sitting on the edge of the bed with her arms crossed and an angry expression on her face. She looks frustrated, and I can tell she’s been waiting for me and thinking about something that’s bothering her.I walk over and sit beside her on the bed, trying to gauge her mood.“Why don’t you trust me?” Tara asks suddenly, turning to face me. Her voice is sharp, and there’s hurt in her eyes. “We’ve been together for a while now, and you still won’t show me your face. Do you really not trust me enough to reveal who you are?”I feel my heart racing under the mask. If only she knew that the reason I can’t show her my face has nothing to do with trust and everything to do with the fact that she would probably never speak to me again if she found out I was Xavier.“I do trust you,” I tell her, trying to keep my voice steady. “You mean everything to me, T

Jasper’s POVThe party is in full swing around me, but I feel like I’m watching it all from a distance. The music is loud, people are laughing and dancing, and everyone seems to be having a great time. But all I can think about is the fact that Tara isn’t here, and neither is Xavier.I walk around the party, trying to act like a good host, but inside I’m seething with frustration and anger. This whole party was supposed to be for Tara, a way to show her that I could be fun and entertaining, that there was more to me than just the pranks and arguments we usually have.But she’s not even here to see any of it.I grab another drink from the table, not caring that I’ve already had way too much alcohol tonight. The frustration is eating at me, and the alcohol seems like the only thing that might dull the disappointment I’m feeling.Where could she be? And where the hell is Xavier? It’s not like him to just disappear without telling me where he’s going, especially not on a night like this w

 Tara’s POV I slept off after having the most incredible sex with Jake that lasted almost through the entire night. My body feels completely satisfied and exhausted in the best possible way. Every muscle in my body feels relaxed and content. When I open my eyes, I check the time on my phone and realize it’s very deep in the night. The hotel room is dark except for the soft light coming through the curtains from the street outside. I can hear the quiet sounds of the city below, but inside our room, everything is peaceful and calm. I turn to stare at Jake sleeping beside me, and I can’t help but recall all the amazing sex we just had. The way he touched me, the way he made me feel, the way our bodies moved together in perfect harmony. It was even b

Tara’s POV“Jake,” I say, looking at him seriously. “Can I ask you something honestly?”“Of course,” he replies, sitting down on the edge of the bed near me.“Are you comfortable with me?” I ask directly. “I mean, really comfortable? Because sometimes it feels like you’re holding back so much that I wonder if you even want to be in this relationship.”Jake seems taken aback by my question. “Of course I’m comfortable with you,” he says quickly. “Why would you ask that?”But instead of making me feel better, his quick response just makes me more frustrated. I turn away from him and refuse to look in his direction, feeling like he’s just giving me the answer he thinks I want to hear rather than being honest about how he really feels.I start thinking back to all the conversations we’ve had, all the promises he’s made about revealing his face when he’s “comfortable.” The more I think about it, the more I realize that maybe he’s never going to be comfortable with me. Maybe he’s been lying