Faking it with the Hockey Bad Boy의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

Hazel's POV After a while, Mr. Edward exhaled slowly, as if letting the thought go.“Strange,” he murmured.Jaxon tilted his head slightly staring at him. “What is the issue?”His eyes returned to me once more.“She reminds me of someone I knew a long time ago. Mostly her eyes.”My throat went drySomeone he used to know? Who?“Your full name, Miss?”“Hazel Pierce”“Pierce…” he repeated under his breath.He said it with so much curiosity like he was weighing it.Comparing it to something only he could see.My stomach twisted.Why did that feel… important?His eyes lifted back to mine, and this time, the intensity was sharper. Then just as quickly, he smiled again waving a hand dismissively putting up a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.Then he turned to Jaxon“You’re a lucky young man. Make sure you remember that.”Jaxon cleared his throat, holding on to my shoulder “Thank you, sir.”He flashed both of us a smile“Well, I look forward to seeing you on the rink soon, boy.” and

Hazel's POV I had barely been standing there for five minutes, but it felt like time had stretched into something eternity.My chest felt too tight, I couldn’t get a full breath in, and I found myself pacing without even realizing it, moving back and forth, back and forth.I trusted Jaxon to handle himself but the look I saw on Trey’s face earlier… it wouldn’t leave my head.Lately, Trey has been erratic and unpredictable and I didn't want Jaxon being a victim of his stupid behaviour so no matter how much I tried to shake it off, I couldn’t.‘BAM’The sound that came from inside the locker room made me flinch.My heart jumped straight into my throat as I rushed toward the door, my hand immediately going for the handle, adrenaline pushing me forward only to stop short when it wouldn’t budge.I swallowed hard, my pulse pounding so loudly in my ears it almost drowned everything else out.But not completely because the voices were getting louder now. I couldn’t make out the exact words,

Trey’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed with my phone in my hand, staring at her name longer than I should, every moment she walked away from me like it didn’t matter, like I didn’t matter, and something in my chest tightens until I pressed call before I can talk myself out of it.She picks up on the third dial.“Trey?”Her voice comes in flat, no warmth, no excitement, no nothing. Memories of when Hazel was inseparable from me flashed, and I clenched my jaw. All that changed when Jaxon came into the picture.“Hello.” Her voice rang through the speaker, snapping me out of my thoughts“I need you to come home,” I say, keeping my tone steady. “I have something important to tell you.”She didn't say anything and I checked the screen to be sure, she hadn't just hung up but she was still there.“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” she replies, finally after letting out a sigh“It is,” I cut in, sharper this time, then I forced myself to ease it. “Just come, please.”Another pause stretche

Hazel’s POV“I’m fine. Don't worry.”The message sits on my screen, small and careless, as if it carries no weight at all, yet the more I stare at it the tighter my chest feels, because this is not the kind of thing you send when everything is actually fine.Before I even realize I’m dialing his number.The call rings too long before dropping into voicemail. I pull the phone away with a sharp breath and call again, pacing the room now because standing still somehow feels worse.“Jaxon… pick up,” I mutter.I call again.This time, it connects and I start talking too fast, his name spilling out along with questions I can’t control…Until the voice that answers isn’t his.I freeze.“…Mrs. Carter?”My voice comes out uncertain, fragile, because I already know something is wrong.Her tone is calm, way too calm.“What’s going on?” The words tumble out. “Where is he?”There’s a long pause from her end and in that space, my mind fills in everything I don’t want to imagine.“We’re at the hosp

Hazel’s POVAs the new homecoming date gets closer, I can feel it even before anyone says it out loud.I barely have time to campaign because I am almost escaping after class to avoid unnecessary questioning. I have only confided in Sasha that I was going to see Jaxon in the hospital but I hadn't told her the whole truth.Walking into campus this morning, I saw a couple of my posters at the entrance with my bright smile, the same one Sasha had taken of me and decided it was the best fit.I wore my campaign badge today and that was enough to get people staring at me as I walked by. I made sure to keep my shoulders high, as I walked through the hallway in my faculty. But the thought of Jaxon still lingered at the back of my mind, his recovery period and the anonymous agent.With each day passing by, his absence wasn't quiet anymore, not the way it was at first when it felt like something only I noticed, because now a lot of other persons have walked up to me to ask of his whereabouts i