All Chapters of Fake Dating my Ex's Worst Enemy : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Ocean’s POVLosing always left a taste in my mouth I couldn’t wash out. It wasn’t just frustration, it was sharper and heavier than that.After a loss, it always seemed like something had slipped through my fingers when I should have held on to it tighter.The locker room buzzed with low voices, the sound of gear being tossed around, lockers slamming shut, and water running somewhere in the background. Nobody was loud.Instead, the atmosphere was filled with that dull, collective irritation that came with a bad game.I sat on the bench with my elbows resting on my knees while I stared at the floor.I hadn’t played like myself.My passes were off, my timing was worse and every time I tried to focus, my mind dragged me somewhere back to Astrid. Biting the inside of my cheek, I scrubbed a hand down my face.“Get it together,” I muttered under my breath.It was too late now.The game was done and we lost.And somehow, that wasn’t even the worst part of my night.I reached down, untying

Astrid’s POVThe TV flickered in front of me but none of it registered.I was sitting cross-legged on the couch, staring at the screen like I was actually watching something, but my mind was miles away. Every few seconds, my fingers would tighten around the edge of the throw pillow on my thigh, then loosen again, like my body couldn’t decide what to do with all the restless energy sitting inside me.The house felt too quiet.Every little sound ranging from the ticking clock, the hum of the refrigerator, and even my own breathing felt amplified.Just when I was going to get lost in my thoughts, the soft click of the front door unlocking made me snap my head up instantly.My heart followed, slamming hard against my ribs as I wondered who it was. Finally, the door opened and Ocean stepped in, closing the door behind him slowly. Tossing the throw pillow aside, I pushed myself off the couch. “You’re back,” I said, the words rushing out before I could filter them.He didn’t respond and

Astrid’s POV“Girllll,” Dawn screamed, clapping her hand over her mouth a second later when a couple at the next table turned to stare.“Lower your voice,” I hissed, shrinking into my seat as heat rushed up my neck and settled stubbornly in my cheeks.We were seated by the window of a small restaurant just off campus. Sunlight spilled across the polished tables as soft music hummed in the background. It should have been calming, grounding even, but my nerves were too tightly wound for me to enjoy any of it.“I did not sleep with him,” I repeated under my breath, gripping my glass of water like it was the only thing keeping me anchored.Dawn leaned forward, her eyes sharp, curious, and entirely too invested. “But you almost did.”Looking away quickly, I swallowed hard. Dawn wasn’t wrong.Images from last night flashed through my mind uninvited; his hands, his mouth, and the way my body had responded so

Ocean’s POVThe moment I stepped into the locker room, I began to scan the space with my jaw tightly clenched until my eyes fell on Reis.He was leaning against the row of lockers like he owned the place. He had his arms crossed on his chest and his gaze was locked on me like he had been waiting for me. My jaw tightened as I walked further in, dropping my duffel bag on the bench with more force than necessary.Feigning not to be aware of his burning gaze, I began to unlace my skates but he still wouldn't look away. “You got something to say?” I muttered, yanking open my locker.He didn’t reply but then I heard the sound of heavy footsteps and before I could turn, his fist connected with my face.My head snapped to the side as the impact exploded across my jaw, a sharp metallic taste flooding my mouth instantly. The room erupted around us but I barely heard any of it because all I saw was red.I swung back before anyone could stop me, my fist colliding with his cheek as I shoved him

Astrid’s POVThe moment the words left my mouth, the air shifted.I didn’t even have to look at Ocean to feel it but I looked anyway and I wished I hadn’t.The expression on his face wasn’t just anger. It wasn’t even rage in the way I had seen it before on the rink, or when Reis pushed him too far. This was something else entirely. It was something darker and something that looked like it had been buried for a long time and had just clawed its way to the surface.His jaw was clenched so hard that I thought it might crack. He curled his fists at his sides, his knuckles whitening, as his shoulders went rigid like he was holding himself back with every ounce of strength he had left.He looked like he was about to combust.“Hey,” Calvin’s voice cut in quickly. “Calm down, man. Just… breathe. Talk to him, hear him out.”Ocean didn’t even blink then suddenly, he turned to me. It was so abrupt that it made me flinch.His hands came up to my shoulders, firm but not rough, grounding me in pl