All Chapters of Too Big to Fit.: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Sydney“Chase was taken to the hospital.” Maeve said with an eyeroll. “So dramatic. He literally walked into Dean’s car on his own.”I pulled the milk from the fridge and shut the door.“He didn’t even move a muscle when Tyler folded him.” She added, her eyes still glued to her phone.“Like I said.” I muttered, pouring the milk into my cereal. “Dean had it all planned out.”Meave just groaned, shoving another forkful of mac and cheese into her mouth. “That is so sick! I just really wish we could prove it.”I shrugged, keeping my eyes on my cereal like I’d been doing ever since we walked into the kitchen.And while she microwaved her food, she’d busied herself with reading stupid comments from our classmates.And as usual, some thought two guys ready to kill each other over me was the highlight of their senior year. A lot of people took Tyler’s side. Others who definitely knew nothing about Chase took his side.Oh, and somehow, someone managed to come up with the name Fatty-ella becau

Tyler“Do you know what that cost him? Cost us?”“We almost lost eligibility.”“What is wrong with you?”“Tyler, come on, man!”“You need to control yourself.”“Sinclair!”“What did you do?” Cheers, lights. Clapping I think?“What’s going on?”“Sinclair!”“Michael’s down. Not you too, please.”“By the time we get there, forget everything else. Focus!”I tried, I prayed. I tried to keep my head up.Play. That was what I was supposed to do “... definitely not worth risking your career!”“Dude, look at me.” I think that was Aaron. All up in my face, my vision clearing slightly. “We’re doing this…all of us.”“Okay.” I swallowed. “Alright.”There was a locker room—didn’t look familiar at all. Dean was glaring at me from the corner while the guys cheered around us.They were chanting something about Grayson, but it sounded distant.Coach walked in again.He glared at me, his eyes fixed on me while he addressed the entire thing about the game.The game…yeah, the game.I couldn’t feel my e

SydneyThe thought made me feel almost sick. And wished even more that I’d listened to Maeve.But I turned away anyway, tried to focus on the teacher’s voice instead of more whispers moving around me about the game and then the kickback.Because just the little I’d heard had already taken enough space in my mind.And watching Tyler move around like such a zombie, the topic of most of the whispers moving around without his usual careless attitude, was one of the most painful things I’d had to experience.He just looked…tired.Was he actually sick?I found myself asking when he clearly avoided meeting my eyes during lunch, talking to a few of the guys who seemed to be getting less heat over the loss.And by the time the last bell rang, I was sitting alone in class, my hands pulled all the way into my sweatshirt as Maeve’s words rang in my head.“Ignoring it never made anyone feel better, babe.”“Tomorrow.” I muttered into the empty classroom, my eyes on the board like I was physically t

SydneyI held my breath for some reason, unconsciously counting the seconds in my head.Three seconds was what it took.Then I opened my eyes. Tyler was staring at me.“You did what?” He asked quietly.“I know. I didn’t know how it happened.” The words rushed out before I could stop them. “He was just talking and talking. About you, about Chase, about some…girls, and about how Chase would have beaten you up, and I was so mad, I didn’t even know—” “Sydney.”I was panting slightly by the time I stopped and looked at him, the observation log suffering under my grip.But Tyler just looked at me for another second, like he was still processing it.That blank expression making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.Was he just stunned, or was it something else?I wanted to run away.“Say something.” I said instead, my voice tiny.“I’m…surprised,” he scoffed under his breath. “You never hit anyone.” “I know. It just…he wouldn’t shut up and...”“Didn’t know you had it in you,” he shrug

SydneyMaeve screamed her lungs out before I even finished telling her about me hitting somebody.Dean.“You should do that more often,” she’d said, plucking her eyebrows or something. “Maybe Lakeview high could be a better place when we start putting everyone in their place.”I just laughed because I definitely wasn’t going to go around “putting people in their place.”Besides, that was the least of what had me circling the same paragraph on my laptop screen that evening.The entire day had been one hell of a Monday.Because somehow I’d gone from uncertainty, to anger, to this short-lived breakdown, and then agreeing to whatever “take advantage of the freedom” was supposed to mean.I let out a sigh, adding a full-stop at the end of the paragraph, and shifted my gaze again.At least I’d gotten everything off my chest instead of wondering if Tyler hated me now.“I mean, he said them losing the game was not my fault.” I said aloud, my eyes settling on that stuffed hamster beside my lapt