All Chapters of Breaking The Rules For My Star Hockey Boyfriend : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CLARAIt was past one week and none of us said a word. To each other, of course. The morning came and I avoided him like one would avoid a leprosed man. Ignoring him like he never existed. Because he didn't exist to me, at least, not any longer. “Good morning, Mom.” “Hi, baby—” Mom looked up from the table where she sat. “I'm hoping you slept well last night. Come join me for breakfast—” It was a juicy offer but I shook my head, wearing my bag as I walked towards the door. “I'll get something on my way to school.” “Morning, Dad.” I stopped in my tracks at the sound of that voice. One I would recognize anywhere. “Good morning.” My stepfather greeted Caleb. He had joined Mom at the table, and there was no way I would walk away without saying a word to the older man who was also my daddy. Turning around, I wore a smile I didn't mean. “Good morning, Dad.” I mouthed, removing the smile on my countenance when I felt Caleb look at me. “I was about to leave for school when I heard y

CLARA I looked at Rowan. He looked at me too. Did she overhear us? There would be trouble if this were the case. But I watched her walk past us without saying a word. Not a single word was said to us. I looked at Ronwan. He heaved a sigh of relief and let out. “For a moment, I thought we had been caught.” He looked at the poolside where Elena was, alone, with a glass of drink in her hand. “Maybe we were caught. We'll never know.”He shot me a glance. “You're too scared for my liking. I'm not sure we were caught.” His words somehow made me feel better and I walked away, heading to nowhere in particular, wishing to be alone while I thought about the mess I may have gotten into. But Rowan followed. Why was this man after my life? I looked at him. “Can I be left alone?” It was a request. “I'm not sure I want to be seen with you.” A chuckle escaped his mouth. “You forget we both are in a relationship, don't you?” The guy grabbed a chair and sat down next to me. “I'm not sure y

LYRAHow dare she? I have always known she wasn't as innocent as she looked. How could she go behind our backs and talk about us? I looked at Nora then our cheerleader who spoke words I didn't hear—words I didn't want to hear. “Are you listening to me?” Suddenly, she snapped me out of my thoughts. Leaving me with none other choice but to face her with a nod that I gave. “You must tell me what your plans are, so that I can approve it as your cheerleader. I need to be certain you're not about to do something that can cause expulsion. This is why you must tell me.” I looked at Nora again. What could we do to that bitch? My head ran around. Thoughts in it. I racked my brain for something—anything that can make sense. Anything that can make her pay for what she's done to me. And my best friend who sat right next to me. “I'll think of something, cheerleader. For now, I'm not sure I know.” “Oh, alright. Just do what you know won't implicate you.” The lady got up with a smile. “You bot

CLARAWhat was happening? I looked in the mirror to look at myself, wondering what exactly was happening. How did I get here? My body itched me like never before and it took a lot to hold back the tears that gathered in my eyes, while wishing I had obeyed my instincts and not used the soap. Something was put in it, even though I couldn't tell. But I knew already that I needed a savior. “No, no.” I cried as I walked around the space. No way I was going out. These people could be somewhere waiting for me to come out so that they could embarrass me a second time. That, I would not allow. But it didn't change any fact, especially the part that involved my itchy body and everything going on with me in here. The rink would begin anytime soon. How can I be there with a simple heart? I looked at my burning skin, wondering now what would happen. What a loser I was—it was obvious—more than obvious at this point while the only thing it looked like I could do was pour more than enough wa

CALEB Something was off. Something I couldn't lay my hands on. What was wrong? Despite not wanting to give a fuck about the whole thing, I could not help but want to know what had happened. The hockey team of a guy whom I hated more than anything was performing and he was nowhere close to the scene. So was my stepsister. “What has happened?” I looked around, not knowing when I voiced out my thoughts. Only to see my girlfriend looking at me with deadly eyes. “What's wrong, Elena?” “What's not wrong?” She snapped. What was with this attitude? I wondered with a sigh that escaped my mouth, wondering whether I had done wrong by choosing her over my stepsister whom I loved more. “I don't understand what you mean. My sister is nowhere around here. Why do you want me to smile?” “Oh—” Her hand touched my chest area. It made me feel good. Almost forgetting what I was worried about a while ago. “Your sister may be with her boyfriend.” She looked at the field and let o