Faking it with the Hockey Bad Boy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

Jaxon’s POVI see it by accident, Johnson sends it without a message attached, just a link and I almost don’t open it because I’ve been ignoring everything lately… calls, messages, the group chat that has been flooding with messages since my suspension notice went out. But something about it being captionless makes me click on it and then I’m watching Hazel sitting on the edge of her bed in a hoodie, staring at the camera.I turn up the volume.“My name is Hazel and I run this blog….”I go still and watch her say it, from the pact, the scheduled post she couldn’t take down, I notice when her voice cracks slightly calling my name, I watch her press her hand against her knees to keep them from shaking, and keep watching anyway with the viewers count increasing.I feel my chest warm up, perhaps it was a relief that she didn’t actually betray me.“The steroid accusation is false…” she speaks plainly, quite easy to tell that she isn’t lying. I shut my eyes for a second.She knew what she

Jaxons POV I receive the email at 7:43am, I read it three times before I put my phone down because I expected the next sentence to take it back.‘Suspension lifted conditionally, pending disciplinary investigation regarding the allegations. You are cleared to return to team activities effective immediately.’I set my phone face down on the mattress and sit there for a moment staring at the wall before I get up and get ready.This simply means one thing, Hazels Livestream has vindicated me. Relief washed down my body as I tried to hold back the tears of joy that were threatening to pour out.Hockey is my future but someone wants me out. My mind now also drifts to Hazel who put herself on the line for me. Who is behind this? Over the past few days, my head has been spinning for possible names. I know that it's only a matter of time but I will make sure to get to the root of it.*****Coach doesn’t tell me to sit when I walk into his office and I don’t bother to. We’ve never been in th

Hazel’s POVBy the time I got back to my dorm, pushing my room door open, Sasha is already sitting on her bed with her laptop open and she looks up the second I walk in, the moment she lifts her head up and sees me she closes her laptop. “Hey,” she says.That's all…something about it feels off, like she's saying it to a stranger. I feel my heart thump and my eyes water. My throat tightens as I hold everything in.I sit on my bed and press my phone in my palm, snuggling my nose while trying hard to hold back the tears from falling. I press my hand on my lap and bit my lower lip.“You good?” Sasha moves from her bed to my side, warmly pulling me into her arms, and she rubs my back silently. She grabs a bottle of water from her desk and hands it over to me.I take a gulp and sigh. “It feels like my life is literally over.” I sigh. “I did nothing wrong and yet I have to be punished.”“Well…” she trails off. “Sometimes life is like that.” She shrugged her shoulders.“That’s it? That’s all

Hazel’s POVI looked up from where I sat, confusion flashing across my face for a split second before realization then fear took over. The colour on my face drained the moment I knew I wasn't alone. The room suddenly felt smaller the instant a group of girls walked in all masked. My music posters and fairy lights suddenly looked pathetic. There isn’t a place for me to run to. The door was blocked, the window was too high and far, and I was cornered. “Stay quiet and don’t even think about running cause you’re surrounded,” Tiffany said, her voice low and steady as she pulled her mask down just enough for me to know who exactly was doing this. “This is finally happening,” she said.I try to move away, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. Two of her girls move fast, grabbing my arms and shoving me back onto the bed. She watched as I tried to struggle out of their grasp, my legs kicking uselessly as another girl pinned my shoulders down. They were much stronger than I was, and th

Jaxon's POV I sit in my car outside Hazel’s dorm for a moment longer, engine still running, hands gripping the wheel. Sasha’s words keep replaying in my head… Hazel was alone and targeted, Tiffany and her group striking the moment she was alone. The campus felt too quiet, the streetlights casting long shadows that did nothing to calm the knot in my stomach. I had driven fast, but now that I was here, a wave of dread held me in place. What if I was too late again? I finally killed the engine and stepped out. The night air was cool and heavy. Inside the dorm, the hallway stretched quietly and unnaturally empty. My footsteps sounded too loud as I moved toward the entrance lounge. That was when I saw her.Hazel sat curled in a dim corner near the side entrance on the bench, knees drawn up, arms wrapped tightly around herself. The overhead light barely reached her, leaving half her face in shadow. Even from a distance, I could tell she wasn’t fully present. Her shoulders were slumped, h