Lahat ng Kabanata ng Unraveled (M x M romance): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

ELLIOTI was avoiding Asher.I didn’t care if it made me a coward or whatever.It was the right thing to do.The only other option was to jump back into his arms or into his bed, and that was absolutely not going to happen.I won’t allow it to.It’s been easy too. All I had to do was avoid the family dinners with the excuse of working on a project, leave the house very early in the morning, take the longer route to class so I wouldn’t run into him in the hallway and avoid the cafeteria by skipping lunch. Easy peasy.Last night, he had knocked on my door and I’d immediately turned my back to the door and pretended to be asleep.He’d lingered for a while and I was afraid he was going to check if I was actually asleep but then he left, the door clicking shut behind him.I had been so relieved that I had been almost dizzy with it.There had been something else too, something akin to disappointment but I wasn't willing to acknowledge that for the sake of my sanity.But I should’ve known it

ELLIOTAsher’s eyes darkened slightly. “So you were awake.”I crossed my arms. “You’re very observant. Congratulations.”He ignored the sarcasm.“Why?”“Why what?”“Why are you avoiding me?”“I told you,” I said coldly. “Because I don’t want to see you.”“That’s not the real reason.”“Believe whatever you want.”He studied my face for a long moment.It was like he was trying to peel me open and see what was underneath.Then he leaned closer.My stupid body reacted instantly.God. I hated this.“Is it because you liked it? A little too much, perhaps?” he murmured.My stomach dropped.I shoved him hard.It wasn’t enough to hurt him, just enough to put distance between us.“You’re delusional,” I said.He looked at me with that same irritating calmness. “Am I?” His eyes dropped to my jeans and instinctively, my hands went to cover my dick. “My words made you hard. That’s why you ran to the bathroom, right?”Don’t say a word, Elliot. Don’t let him get to you, I repeated like a mantra in my

ELLIOT“Please,” I said hesitantly. It sounded like there was something stuck in my throat so I cleared my throat and tried again, “Please, Asher. Touch me.”That was it. I had finally descended into the depths of madness. I had reached a level of pathetic that there was no going back from.But it was definitely worth it. Asher’s left hand went lower, beyond the band of my sweatpants and I almost moaned when he tugged them down, exposing my dick to the air.I definitely moaned when he grabbed my length in his rough grasp, tugging harshly.Asher let out a deep rumble that set my already heated blood on fire as he continued to stroke me.He shifted even closer and zings of electricity went through me as his warmth and the solid feel of him pressed against me.The unmistakable hardness of his cock digging into my ass sent another wave of desire through me and I groaned.“You feel so good, baby,” he rasped, grinding his dick against my ass. “Don’t… call me baby,” I struggled to say, over

ELLIOTAsher: I don’t know what I like more: The way you melt in my arms when I touch you or the face you make when you’re about to come.I snapped my phone closed and gritted my teeth.Fucking Asher. That asshole had been doing this for the past few days. Sending me provocative messages frequently.It wasn’t enough that I was already trying to push him and the memories of what happened out of my head, now he was making sure they stayed and I never forgot.I should block him.Or better yet, delete his number.Yet, I couldn’t bring myself to do any of it.My phone chimed again and I forced myself to ignore it, keeping my attention on the action movie playing on the TV instead.We were hanging out in Lucas’s house.Lucas and Houston were playing a game on Xbox, a box of pizza on the table beside them.Elsa sat cross-legged on the floor beside the coffee table, scrolling through her phone.It should’ve been a relaxing Sunday and yet, I was anything but relaxed.All because of Asher. It w

ELLIOTI hated coming to the cemetery.It was always quiet. Eerily so.The kind of quiet that allowed your thoughts to spiral. The kind that allowed you to think about things you didn’t want to.But a part of me appreciated the quiet. The predictability.Even on days when the rest of the world felt loud and unbearable, this place stayed the same— still, silent, untouched by everything outside its gates.It never changed. Humans were the exact opposite.Humans like my father.I followed the familiar gravel path, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my jacket.I didn’t need to look at the signs.I had walked this path so many times I could probably do it with my eyes closed.The wind brushed softly against the trees overhead, the leaves rustling faintly.My chest tightened the closer I got.It didn’t matter how many times I came here.It didn’t matter how much time passed.The pain never really changed.Two headstones stood side by side beneath a large oak tree.They were simple. M