All Chapters of Kiss Me Like You Hate Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The campus was bustling the following morning. Everywhere Eliot went, whispers followed him. Girls looked at him pityingly. There were smirking men behind his back. He was the protagonist in a sad drama, and every classroom and hallway felt like a stage. Individuals were no longer even tactful about it."I have heard that Sasha had an affair with the football captain." Are you able to believe it? A girl said close to the library stairs.Another person responded, "Eliot always acted like he was better than everyone." "I guess karma got back at you."With his hands in his pockets, Eliot pulled his hoodie over his head in an attempt to drown out the noises. However, they consistently appeared to scuttle into his ears like uncontrollable insects.Not only was the betrayal painful, but so was the speed with which everyone turned against him.Sasha didn't conceal anything. With her lip gloss glistening in the sunlight, she walked around campus as if nothing had happened. She laughed with he

With his drink in hand and his eyes averted, Eliot sat at the rear of the bar.The volume of the music was high. People danced and laughed. But in the gym, Eliot could only hear the kiss's echo. Jaxon's mouth against his. The fire. The misunderstanding.He detested it.He detested the fact that he still felt it.A voice said, "Hey."When Eliot turned, he saw a man standing next to him. Tall, kind, and smiling well. "Are you here by yourself?"Eliot gave a nod. "Yes."The man slid onto the seat next to him and introduced himself as Mason.They conversed. Mason had a sense of humour. Assured. It's easy to be around.Eliot also wished to forget. Only for a short time.One drink became two. Then they were outdoors, sharing a kiss in the darkness behind the bar. He had Mason's hands on him. His breath was warm.However, Eliot's thoughts were solely focused on himself.Jaxon.He touched him in a certain way. The expression on his face. The kiss that caused Eliot's heart to accelerate and hi

Eliot had never felt hatred for silence like he currently did. The room was too empty. Too silent. It was too much like something had died. Maybe something did. Because Jaxon was gone. Just… gone. No note. No text. No “see you later.” Not even an emoji. Eliot's hoodie was drenched. It was a burden that made him feel like garbage, like his punishment. Raindrops were falling from His sleeves onto the carpet, he couldn't care less. He froze in the middle of the dorm room, in a pose as awkward as the expression on his face, staring at the unmade bed. The drawers had been cleared, the posters torn from the walls, and even the yellow mug Jaxon used to drink his morning coffee from was missing from the desk.All of it… gone.Eliot turned in a slow circle, like maybe it was a prank. Like maybe Jaxon would pop out laughing, saying, “Got you.” But there was nothing.Just the shadow of what was here, once.He collapsed onto the bare mattress, elbows on his knees, hands in his hair. His heart

Eliot continued to run.He didn’t have any destination in mind, only that he had to go. He ran past the quad, the field, the back of the old gym. The cold wind stung his face, and he didn’t give a damn. His lungs were on fire, his legs were weak and shaky from the shock, but none of that hurt as much as the truth that lies heavy in his chest.That stupid silver ring. The way he walked. “He mumbled to himself” The video didn’t lie. And it all clicked.Theo had been lying to him. Smiling in his face, acting like a friend, while stabbing him in the back the whole fucking time.But Eliot didn’t scream, he didn’t cry nor punch a wall or break down like he did when Jaxon left.He just… stopped.Breathing hard. Chest burning.Then something in him snapped.This time, he wasn’t gonna be the one falling apart. He wasn’t gonna give anyone the satisfaction. Not Theo, Sasha or anybody.So when Eliot finally walked back into the dorm, soaked in his sweat, he kept his face blank. Like nothing happe

Sasha, still sitting on the clinic bed, her hands on her head and the folder still open beside her.Pregnant? Twelve weeks? How? This can't be “She said to herself in disbelief.”Sasha, are you okay? “Her mom's voice brought her back to reality.” Mom, this…all this..is too much for me to take at once “Sasha said sobbing uncontrollably.”“You could’ve told me,” she finally said. Sasha didn’t even look up. With hoarseness in her voice she replied. “And you could’ve told me the man who raised me wasn’t even my father.” Silence dropped like a bomb between mother and daughter.Her mother slowly sat on the other end of the bed, hands shaking on her lap. “Your father…Michael…he didn’t know, at first. But when he found out, he… he stayed. He loves you Sasha, don't misunderstand.”‘Haaa’ Sasha laughed bitterly and empty. “Right. Loved me so much he left anyway. I guess history repeats itself.” The statement made her mom flinch like she’d been slapped. “You don’t understand Sasha…”“No, YOU don