All Chapters of Breaking The Rules For My Star Hockey Boyfriend : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CALEBWe were on a break. I got back home early this morning. No, yesterday evening. Something inside of me expected to see her. My step sister whom I had not set eyes on since the rink. But she wasn't home. Even my stepmother was forced to ask after her and I told her I didn't know. But I didn't, in reality. “Good morning.” The cold voice of a man woke me. Glancing up, it was my dad. Immediately, I sat up, got off the bed so that I could stand and face him. “Good morning, Dad. Do you want something?” As I asked, I tried my best to recall the last time he was in my room. Probably since a year ago. “Good morning, son.” He moved farther and looked around my room. “I have come to ask you the whereabouts of your sister. If you cannot provide me with a better piece of information, I'll be forced to reach out to the school management. This is the second morning without her.” Fear choked me. There was no way he would reach out to the school. Not because of Clara. “I think she's

CALEB“Hi, Mom.” She was helped out of the car, her skin pale and reddish. The tension in the air is palpable. Mom rushed to her side before anything. “My goodness.” She cried. “What happened to you?” She took a glance at the faces staring back at her and let out a soft cry. “Why is your skin so red?” “She should sit before she speaks.” Everyone at the scene acted like I wasn't there. I looked at them one by one and made up my mind to be quiet after moving away from the space. “Come on.” Dad urged and opened the door for not just Clara but Rowan, who held a bag that seemed like Clara's. “Come on in.” Dad urged again, and they all walked in, ignoring me still. “Good day, sir.” “Good day,” Dad greeted. “Meet my wife.” He looked at my stepmother and greeted her. “Hello, ma'am. I'm sorry for scaring you, but this isn't my fault.” Everyone sat in the living room while I held myself from making so much noise. What was the need? If there was any noise I wanted to make, it was shovi

ROWANThere she came. “Good morning, pretty lady.” She walked brisky to catch up with me and I observed her skin. “Look at you. See how pretty you look.” I mouthed and leaned closer for a more genuine hug. “How are you feeling?” “I'm doing alright.” She smiled at me. “I'm more than glad to hear that.” I took a moment to check her out—her skin. “There's still redness. I'm sorry about this and how well have you been using the medications? Do you feel any pain, at least?” “I try my best to take my medications, Rowan.” I halted. Someone walked next to us. Her stepbrother who was also my enemy. “Good morning to you too, Caleb.” “How come you're greeting me now?” He stopped and walked up to me, smiling. “Have you accepted that I am better than you?” He didn't look at just me. He looked at the woman I was dating, then back at me again. “Your boyfriend is a lover, you should remind him. I won the cup on behalf of my team the last time I checked.” “You're right. I'm happy for you.” W

ROWANWe arrived at a reserved place. A place where not many students existed. Anger was an understatement of what went through me. The car stopped moving because I commanded it to, and then I looked at Clara who was all tears. “I don't know what I've done to deserve this—” She talked more. Words I didn't hear, words I didn't bother to hear. “I just hate it in this school—” I continued to listen, paying attention to the woman and her words. “I have done nothing but mind my own business and this is what it would bring me. Why?!” Her hand hit a surface and I didn't move, letting her be so that she could take out all her anger on the surface or even me. If she wanted. “I'm sorry—” Finally, when she had gone mute, my mouth opened. “Come on—” I pushed open the car and hopped down, reaching the other side so that I could help her down. “I'm sure they don't know what they have done. These idiots have messed with the wrong person.” “There's nothing we can do—” Is that what she thought

ELENAAll I needed was to save that video and post it. With an anonymous account, of course. Life was good, as long as I wasn't caught. But there was a lot of fear that held me when Nora and Lyra walked out of the classroom after being called. What the fuck was going to happen now? Maybe. Just maybe I shouldn't have done what I did. That was what it looked like. I could sense trouble and the mistake I made was not telling the ladies not to say a thing. What now? They could tell the truth and this would be the end of me. “No—” My mouth opened and I spoke. “No—” I mouthed again, recalling where I was. The classroom. There was nothing I could say to bring the attention of other students who would look at me with suspicious eyes. My thoughts were still running around in my head when the door flung open. Somehow, I expected to see Nora and Lyra return from the staff room, but there was nothing like that. Instead, Miss Laura, one of the teachers, led her way into the room—a suspicio