Semua Bab A Deal With My Hockey Captain Stepbrother : Bab 51 - Bab 60

ELIANAA FEW DAYS LATER It's the usual morning rush in the hallway. Zoe and I talk as we navigate the busy hallway.A few days have passed by since the last encounter with Ethan. He has never approached me again. I think the threat worked perfectly fine. And I wasn't even joking when I told him that the next time he approaches me, I would take action. Sometimes I feel his gaze on me, however, I never bother to look his way. The only time that I would look in his way is during the third game.Heaving a deep sigh, I push the thoughts at the back of my mind, turning my attention to Zoe beside me.She has been talking about Nikolai being an asshole and over-protective, leaving her under the guidance of Marco every time he's out of town taking care of some business. I listen to Zoe as she continues to grumble, giving my advice when necessary.“I miss the old days when Nikolai and I would play around, have a proper meal and talk for hours. It feels like that part of him died along with our

ELIANA Just like any other school morning, I wake up to the annoying siren sound of the alarm, get off the bed and head straight to the bathroom to freshen up. When I’m done in the bathroom, I change into uniforms and head straight to the kitchen for breakfast. A familiar sweet aroma hits my nostrils when I walk into the kitchen, my mouth watering. As if my eyes have a mind of its own, it shifts to that one direction. He's casually leaning on the kitchen counter, his face not giving away that much. The corner of my lips curls into a smile and I give him a small nod, a silent greeting. Jackson nods back at me in understanding, the corner of his lips twitching subtly. At times, Jackson and I don't need words to communicate. A simple gesture is enough. The memories of yesterday night replays in my mind and something unfamiliar curls at the tip of my stomach. We talked for a few more minutes after he explained the relationship between him and Scarlett, then said goodnight to eac

ELIANA God, I want to scream to the top of my lungs for help but the voice won't come out. I want to push him away but my hands feel like jelly against his firm chest, my efforts feeble. My eyes shut effortlessly as I fight to keep them open, my mind fogging. He sucks on my lower lip slowly, taking his sweet time before shifting to the upper lip, doing the same thing. I want to bite his lip to teach him a lesson so that he would never try to play the dumb game with me ever again but, as if my lips have a mind of their own, I suck back instead… A moan escapes my lips when he teasingly nibbles on my lower lip and that's when my mind clears up. I pull back, keeping a healthy distance between us, trying to wrap my mind around what just happened. My hand flies to my lips. They're moist and tender, and that's when reality dawns on me. “Wh-what did you do?” I stutter, my voice low but loud enough for him to hear my question. “I was helping you wipe something from your lips. My fing

ELIANA Just like any other day at school, it's busy and a little noisy, some talking about the weekend. What they did with their boyfriends while others are talking and laughing about things that I don't care enough to find out. Zoe and I are walking down the hallway and she can't stop talking about how she spent the weekend with her brother. She told me how they visited their old town, the neighbourhood where they grew up and the cemetery. When we became friends, she told me that they had to leave the town after the death of their parents because it was too much for them to bear the pain. They needed a change, they needed to breathe. And knowing that they visited their old town and it didn't hurt that much, it was something to be happy about. I have been listening to Zoe, trying hard not to zone back to my fucked up weekend and early this morning on the driveway…. “ Even though the town reminded us of the past and the ‘what ifs,’ We still had lots of fun.” A big smile take

ELIANAONE WEEK LATERI stare absentmindedly at the sky from the rooftop. This is how I spent most of my day even back at school. I would occasionally zone in and out during lessons…I thought that when the day finally comes, I would be so ready to face it and that I would be happy. I hate to admit it but-maybe I’m not that prepared the way I thought I would be because I can feel this dull lingering ache at the depth of my heart. Hard to ignore.Blowing a deep breath, I dart my eyes around, trying to find something that would capture my mind even if it's just for a fleeting second so that I wouldn't feel the dull ache. However, everything looks boring to my liking. I don't know what the heck is happening to me because I always find the view from the rooftop fascinating.A couple of minutes pass by, still on the rooftop. I’m about to give up and head back to my room when I hear footsteps approaching me, familiar.Sucking in a deep breath, I don't dare to turn around. Neither do I move