All Chapters of His to Ruin: Breaking Chelsea : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

CHARITY CASE{Playlist Suggestion: "Liability" by Lorde / "Just Friends" by JORDY}~ZOE POV~"Eat," I said, sliding a basket of chili cheese fries across the sticky table. "You look like a stiff wind could blow you over, and I can't have my favorite Lynch sibling blowing away."Chase cracked a smile....a real one, not the tired grimace he usually wore. He picked up a fry. "I thought Chelsea was your favorite.""Chelsea is currently ghosting me," I said, stabbing my straw into my soda. "So she's demoted. You're number one. Congrats. Your prize is cholesterol."We were at Burger Barn, a local dive about four blocks from their apartment. It was loud, greasy, and cheap, which made it perfect. I had dragged Chase out of that depressing apartment because he looked like he was merging with the couch cushions, and honestly, I needed to know what the hell was going on.I spent the first ten minutes rambling about Greg, the new guy at the bar who kept "accidentally" brushing my arm while reach

BROTHERHOOD OF THE DAMNED{Playlist Suggestion: "Way Down We Go" by KALEO / "Family Business" by Kanye West}~KOLT POV~Hospitals were boring. They were white, they smelled like bleach and sickness, and the coffee tasted like battery acid.I sat in the uncomfortable guest chair, legs stretched out, balancing a bag of moldy vending machine popcorn on my stomach.Across the room, Knox was pacing a hole in the linoleum. He had his phone pressed to his ear, his face a shade of red I usually only saw on Kade after a sprint."I don't care what the projections say, Cody!" Knox roared into the phone. "If you liquidate those assets before the quarter ends, I will personally come down there and take apart your portfolio piece by piece!"Kade flinched in the hospital bed. He looked miserable. His leg was propped up like a monument to failure, encased in black plastic and velcro."Why are you guys even here?" Kade groaned, rubbing his temples. "My head hurts. Knox is loud. And you're just... eati

BRO CODE{Playlist Suggestion: "Brother" by Kodaline / "I Lived" by OneRepublic}~KADE POV~"You suck at this. I don't care that you're the Captain now, your defensive strategy is trash."Denver laughed, mashing the buttons on the controller I had forced him to bring from the dorms. "Shut up, Kingston. You're just mad because I'm winning.""You're winning because I'm on narcotics," I grumbled, tossing my controller onto the hospital blanket. "Rematch. Once the room stops spinning."Denver set his controller down on the tray table. The TV screen blinked with the 'GAME OVER' screen, filling the quietness of the sterile room. For the last hour, it had felt almost normal. Just two guys, a console, and stupid trash talk.But as the game music faded, the reality of the beeping monitors and the huge black brace on my leg rushed back in.Denver leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. The laughter faded from his face."How are you holding up, man?"I stared at the ceiling tile I had

LATE BLOOMER{Playlist Suggestion: "Electric Love" by BØRNS / "Teenage Dream" by Katy Perry}~CHASE POV~The cab smelled like pine air freshener and old cigarettes.I sat in the back, my knee bouncing up and down so fast I thought I might vibrate right through the floorboard. I checked my phone for the tenth time in two minutes.Emma: 'You better not be bailing on me, Lynch.'Emma: 'The music is bad. I need backup.'I smiled at the screen. My thumbs flew over the keyboard.Me: 'Relax. My chariot awaits. Or, you know, this yellow taxi with a check engine light on.'Me: 'ETA 2 mins. Prepare to be dazzled by my ability to stand in a corner awkwardly.' I hit send and leaned my head back against the seat.I couldn't believe I was actually doing this.The last time I went to a "party," I was twelve years old. It was a birthday party at a bowling alley, and I spent the whole time feeling dizzy because my body was already starting to attack itself, I just didn't know it yet.After the diagnos

CONFESSIONAL{Playlist Suggestion: "Secret" by The Pierces / "Traitor" by Olivia Rodrigo}~CHELSEA POV~The knock on the door was rhythmic.I knew that knock. I froze in the middle of the living room, a towel in my hand from wiping down the counter. I looked at the door like it was a portal to another dimension.I hadn't spoken to Zoe properly in days. Not since I started dodging her calls. Not since the photos.I opened the door.Zoe stood there. She was wearing her oversized denim jacket and holding a large pepperoni pizza box in one hand and a six-pack of soda in the other. Her expression was a mix of annoyance and resignation."I am still mad at you," she announced before I could say a word. "Like, really mad. You've been a ghost, and you're a terrible liar."She pushed past me into the apartment, kicking the door shut with her heel."But," she continued, setting the pizza on the coffee table, "I missed my best friend. And I figured you were probably starving and brooding."My th