Semua Bab Mister Grumpy Hockey Star Is My Secret Boyfriend : Bab 81 - Bab 90

81. LUTHER Finally, we touch down Densberry. I'm glad to go home, to my bed again, because even though I survived the drowning, I'm still sore and healing from all the physical and mental injuries. By the time I gather my things and set to disembark the plane. Convoys of SUVs are waiting to take us back to our houses. There is a car parked away from the rest, and I immediately know that's my ride. Marlon and his father are ahead of me, but as soon as our feet touch the tarred runway, Mister Gustave stops me and then nods to his son. "Go ahead, Marlon, I will join you shortly," Marlon's face screws in a frown, like he doesn't trust his father to be alone with me, and then he continues walking towards the car. "I've arranged for a doctor to keep checking on you for the next one month, Luther," he says as he slips his sunglasses on. "All of that... the situation in Stockholm. It never happened. I do not want to ever hear a word out of it," My throat feels dry, but I nod. Afte

83. LUTHER Bernice just walks into the classroom and it's like someone has dropped an enormous weight on me.She is not looking at me though, her eyes have found their way to the back of the classroom and she waves at Marlon. He probably ignores her because she whimpers like a disappointed kitten, then pulls her seat close to me. "Luther, you are the worst friend ever!" She whines. "You didn't even check up on me once!" I shut my eyes and wish that she would just disappear or something, but when I open them, she is still here. "Oh, Bernice," I force a smile. "I can't believe that you are blaming me when you didn't call me either." "Do you even know what I have been through?! These past weeks have been the worst of my life!" She grumbles, dropping her head against her desk over and over again, but softly so that she doesn't hurt herself. I dislike Bernice. Dare I say I can't even stand the girl, but Densberry is full of vile people. I'd rather just stick to Bernice, the devil

85. LUTHER My frozen face manages to turn into a smirk. "Come on, you're pulling my legs." "I wish I was, Luther. She was here a few days ago, I saw her right from my window." She points. My chest is heavy with disbelief. I know that Nola has no reason to lie to me, but Bernice? Wanting to kill someone? After what happened with Collins Blackwood, she would be absolutely foolish to involve herself into something like that. Just to make sure that nothing is left to chance, I take out my phone and scroll through the pictures, till I find one of Bernice. This picture is even one that her mother took of her after church. She has a freaking bible in her hands!"Is this the Bernice you are referring to? Are you sure that we are talking about the same person?" Nola huffs before pushing my phone out of her face. She is not even bothering to look at it. "Please, Luther, I'm not stupid. There is only one Bernice in the entire Densberry, and yes, we are talking about the same person." "W

87. LUTHER "What the actual fuck, Bernice?" I sit up, because I can't deal with the pretense anymore. Bernice freezes before bursting into laughter. This only makes her look even more crazy. "Are you trying to tell me that you didn't try to hire Rob?" "God, I should have known that a high school dropout would never keep his mouth shut," she utters. "You haven't answered my question, Bernice?!" I press her. "Did you try to hire Rob to kill someone for you? Like really?" Bernice bites down her lower lip as she goes back to filing her nails. She is being very deliberate with snubbing me, because she knows that she is not going to answer my questions. "Okay," I throw the books back into my bag and stand up. "If you are not going to talk to me, I'll take my leave, Bernice. Have a good day and good luck with your freaking tears." Her neck jerks up with a grip of fear. "Wait, what? I invite you to my house to hang out and you are going to leave me?" "I asked you why you tried to h

89. MARLON When I sent the text message to Luther, telling him to meet me in the old gymnasium behind the school, that will soon be demolished, I didn't expect that he would actually show up. He appears by the door, his nose slightly raised because he doesn't want to be in this filthy and dusty hall. "I'm sorry it's not fancy, it's the safest place I know here," I stand up from the old drum I was sitting on. "That doesn't mean that anyone may not be lurking," he answers. "Trust me, no one is. It's forbidden and anyone found would get suspension." "Oh," Luther stops in his tracks. "Sounds like we shouldn't be here too," "Yeah, those don't apply to us, Luth. Come on," I grab his arm and start to gently pull him to the back. The old chairs have been stacked high like towers, so we can stand behind them for extra assurance. No one is going to see us from here now. "Okay, I'm here now. Why have you called me?" He asks. I take out the small jotting pad from my pocket and give it