Todos os capítulos de The Falcon’s Show : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 6

Chapter One: The Scissors"You're actually going to do it."Riley didn't look up. She kept her eyes locked on her own reflection in the cracked bathroom mirror, tracing the way the fluorescent light flickered against her forehead. The scissors felt heavy in her hand. Heavier than they had any right to be. They were just metal and plastic, but they felt like a gavel."Shut up, Ryan," she said. Her voice didn't shake. She was proud of that."It's a federal crime or something. Identity theft. Fraud. Probably a dozen other things that’ll land you in a cell." Ryan was leaning against the doorframe, his weight shifted to one side, biting his thumb nervously. He looked like a wreck. His eyes were bloodshot, and his skin had that sickly, pale sheen of someone who hadn't slept in forty-eight hours. He looked like the reason she was standing here. He looked like a coward."It's not a crime. It's hockey," Riley muttered. She grabbed a thick, dark fistful of her hair. It was long, reaching past h

"Turn around."Riley froze with her hand on the hem of her shirt. She didn't look back. She knew exactly where Jax was—sitting on the edge of his bed, probably watching her with that same narrow-eyed look he’d had since the dining hall."I'm changing, Jax. Get out.""It's my room, too. And you've got a hoodie on over a t-shirt. What are you, a nesting doll?" Jax’s voice was closer now. She heard the soft thud of his socks on the carpet. "Just take the damn thing off and put your jersey on. We’re late for the bus.""I'll meet you there.""Coach said together. Door to door." He was standing right behind her now. She could feel the heat. It was like standing next to a furnace. "What is it? You got a tattoo of a rival team? A girl’s name?""None of your business.""You make it my business when you act like a freak." Jax reached out and grabbed the back of her hoodie. It wasn't an attack. It was a tug, a frustrated, impatient yank.Riley spun around, slapping his hand away. "Don't touch me

"Eyes up, Woods! You’re skating like you’re looking for a lost penny!"Coach’s voice bounced off the empty bleachers, Riley didn't respond. She couldn't. Her lungs felt like they were filled with crushed glass. The athletic tape Jax had forced her to use was tighter than the binder, pulling at her skin with every stride. It felt more like armor, but the kind that crushed you from the inside out.She rounded the far turn, her blades biting deep into the fresh ice. She could feel Jax behind her. He wasn't just skating; he was hunting. Every time she slowed down, his stick would clatter against the back of her skates, a silent threat to keep moving."Pick it up," Jax hissed as he pulled alongside her. He didn't look tired. He looked like he could do this all day. "Beckett’s watching from the glass. Don't give him a reason to come over here crying."Riley glanced toward the dark tunnel. Beckett was there, a shadow in a green tracksuit. He wasn't supposed to be at the Falcons’ practice, bu