All Chapters of My Bullies Are Twin Hockey Players: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Battle line drawn Tara's POVI didn't know what was more infuriating, the fact that I had missed school entirely, or that I had been stupid enough to believe the twins had actually changed. The humiliation burned in my chest as I sat on the cold bathroom floor, wrapped in the bathrobe I'd found hanging on the door.Hours had passed since I'd first heard that car sound pull away from the driveway. Hours of pulling at the door handle until my fingers were raw, of shouting until my voice was hoarse.I had finally stopped crying about an hour ago, not because the situation had improved, but because I literally had no tears left. My eyes felt swollen and scratchy, and my throat was parched from all the yelling. The twins had played me perfectly, and the worst part was how easily I had fallen for it.Three days. Three days of fake kindness, and I had actually started to believe that maybe, just maybe, they were capable of being decent human beings. The memory of this morning's breakfast ma

Xavier's POVThe moment we got to our room, Jasper started pacing like a caged animal. I could practically see the anxiety radiating off him as he ran his hands through his hair repeatedly."I had no idea her parents would be back today," he said, his voice tight with stress. "If I had known they were coming home early, I never would have suggested we do the bathroom thing today. What if she tells them everything? What if they call our parents?"I flopped down on my bed, feeling much more relaxed than my brother. "Relax, man. If she was going to tell them, she would have done it already. Did you see how normal everything was down there? Her parents had no clue anything happened.""But what if she's just waiting for the right moment?" Jasper continued, still pacing. "What if she's planning to tell them after dinner, or tomorrow morning? Our parents would never forgive us if they found out we violated their trust like this."I rolled my eyes. Sometimes Jasper's overthinking really got o

Tara's POVThe alarm clock's shrill cry pierced through the heavy fog of sleep at 6:30 AM. I lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, feeling the weight of yesterday's humiliation pressing down on my chest like a physical thing.My eyes were still puffy from crying myself to sleep, and my throat felt raw from the screaming I'd done into my pillow. But I forced myself to sit up. I dragged myself to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face, watching my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were red-rimmed but blazing with a fury that surprised even me. The twins thought they had destroyed me, thought they could break me down with their petty games and lies. They had no idea what they had actually unleashed.Downstairs, Mom was in the kitchen. She looked up as I entered, her face creasing with concern."Sweetie, are you sure you're ready to go back today? You could take another day to…”"I'm fine, Mom," I interrupted, grabbing an apple from the counter. My voice came out stead

Xavier's POVThe bass was thumping so loud I could feel it in my chest as Jasper and I walked up to the house. The party was already in full swing, cars lined the street."I still think this is a trap," I muttered to my twin as we approached the front door.Jasper rolled his eyes. "Dude, relax. So what if it is? What's the worst that could happen? She embarrasses us in front of a bunch of people? Please. We're Xavier and Jasper fucking Williams."I wanted to share his confidence, but something about this whole situation felt off. When Tara had approached us earlier this week with the party invitation, I had been shocked. After everything that had happened, the cheating accusations, the bathroom incident, the general accusation we had unleashed on her, the last thing I expected was for her to invite us to a party."Maybe she's trying to make peace," Jasper had suggested when she'd handed us the address. But I had seen the look in her eyes when she'd given us the invitation. It wasn't

Xavier's POVI woke up feeling like someone had taken a sledgehammer to my skull. The pounding in my head was relentless, and every ray of sunlight streaming through the curtains felt like a personal attack. I groaned and rolled over, squinting at the clock. We were going to be late if we didn't get moving soon."Jasper," I called out, my voice hoarse. "Get up, man. We need to get ready for school."I heard him grumble from the other side of the room. "Five more minutes.""Now, Jasper. I feel like death, and I'm pretty sure you do too. Let's just get through today."We both dragged ourselves out of bed and went through our usual morning routine, though everything felt sluggish and off. My head was still pounding, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Not just the hangover wrong, but something else entirely.As we walked to school, Jasper kept glancing around with this weird expression on his face."Dude, did you notice anything different about Tara this morning?"