All Chapters of TANGLED:,Crazy For You: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter eleven (🔥)

Silas pov Teasing Hazel was fun. Damn, she looked sexy in her pajamas. She was clueless about how hot she made me. I saw her blush when I went behind her in the kitchen. Her smell was heavenly, like fresh flowers mixed with something sweet that got me hard right away. But I couldn't help it. She was driving me crazy. I stood close to her at the counter, pretending to help with the dishes. My body brushed against hers on purpose. She froze, her cheeks turning pink. I leaned in, my breath on her neck. That neck was visible, smooth and inviting. I wanted to kiss it, taste her skin, make her feel how much I craved her. Her pajamas were thin, and I could see her nipples standing out, hard little points pressing against the fabric. Fuck, that sight made my cock twitch in my pants. It wasn't just lust; it was this pull in my chest, like she was meant for me. "You okay there, Hazel?" I whispered, my voice low and rough with want. She nodded quick, not looking at me. Her hands shook a bit

Chapter twelve

Hazel pov The door clicked shut, and I leaned against it, the cool wood a sharp contrast to the heat still radiating from my skin. My heart was doing something frantic and irregular against my ribs, a trapped bird in a cage it didn't understand. What was that? I pressed the back of my hand to my cheek. It was hot—ridiculously hot. Silas hadn't even touched me, not really, but the air in that kitchen had been so thick with... something... that it felt like I'd been physically pushed. The smell of him—cedar and rain and that dark, heavy heat—was still clinging to my hair, to my oversized tee, to the very oxygen I was trying to pull into my lungs. I looked down at my hands. They were shaking. Just a tiny, barely perceptible tremor at the tips of my fingers, but it was there. I curled them into fists, squeezing until my nails bit into my palms. Get it together, Hazel. He was just Leo's best friend. He was just a guest in our house. He was just a guy who liked to tease me because

Chapter thirteen

Hazel pov The movie on my laptop screen was a bright, colorful rom-com, but I was having a hard time following the plot. Maya was sitting cross-legged on my bed, her fingers perpetually in a bag of salt-and-vinegar chips, laughing at the onscreen antics of a woman who couldn't choose between two equally handsome suitors. I, on the other hand, was staring at the screen but seeing something entirely different. I was seeing the way Silas’s jaw had tightened in the kitchen, the way his dark eyes had tracked my every move, and the heavy, electric silence that had followed him when he left the room. The house felt smaller today. Or maybe it was just that the air felt thicker. "Ugh, I'm parched," Maya groaned, wiping a stray chip crumb from her lip. "This vinegar is delicious, but it's like a desert in my mouth." "There's water in the fridge," I said, my voice sounding a little too thin to my own ears. "I'll be right back. Don't pause it! I want to see if she picks the architect or

Chapter fourteen

Hazel pov The room was dark. My laptop screen was black. The only light came from the street. It made long, thin shadows on my floor. The house was very quiet. Maya was next to me in bed. She was a heater. She was breathing slow. We had eaten too many chips. We had talked too much. We were both dead to the world. Then, the noise started. It was Maya's phone. It was on the nightstand. It was buzzing. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. It sounded like a drill. It was loud in the quiet room. I groaned at the disturbance. Maya jumped up. She was like a spring. Her eyes were wide. Her hair was a mess. She grabbed the phone. She swiped the screen fast. A green light blinked on her phone. It was bright. It was blinding. Maya looked at the screen. Her face went white. She looked like she had seen a ghost. "Shit," she whispered. She said it like a prayer. "Shit, shit, shit." "Maya?" I groaned. My head felt heavy. "What time is it?" She did not answer. She did not look at me. She just moved. Maya was i

Chapter fifteen

Hazel's POVMaya ran out the front door. I heard the heavy wood click shut. I heard her car engine start. The loud noise filled the quiet street. Then, the car drove away. The sound faded into nothing. She was gone. I stood in the hallway for a long time. I did not move. The house felt different right away. It felt very empty. It felt very cold. Maya always brought noise. She brought warmth. She made the house feel alive. Now, there was only silence. The silence was heavy. It pressed down on my skin.I rubbed my arms. I felt a chill. I did not like this quiet. I knew I was not alone. Silas was still here. He was somewhere in the house. I could not see him. I could not hear him. But I could feel him. It was a strange feeling. It was like a weight in the air. I did not want to see him. I did not want to talk to him. I turned around fast. I walked back up the stairs. I went straight to my room. I shut the door behind me. I turned the lock. I heard the small click. I needed a safe space.

Chapter sixteen

Leo stood at my bedroom door. He had his hand on the frame. He was about to leave. Then he stopped and turned his head. He looked right at me."Did Auntie call you?" he asked.The room went cold. It felt like all the warm air just got sucked out of the window. My chest got tight. I could not breathe right. Just hearing that name did this to me. It always did. Auntie.I shook my head fast. "No," I said. My voice was small. It sounded weak. "No, she did not call me."Leo watched my face. He was checking to see if I was lying. He knew I hid things sometimes. Like the asthma attack at school. But I was not lying about this. I would never lie about her. If she called me, I would panic. I would tell him right away.He let out a hard breath. "Good," he said. His voice was low and rough. "Keep it that way."He did not say anything else. He just turned and walked down the hall. I heard his heavy steps on the wood floor. I heard his bedroom door shut. Then the house was quiet again.But I was n

Chapter seventeen

HazelWhat did my aunt want this time? Money, of course. But not just a few dollars. She wanted the deed. The only property our parents left for us. It was a small piece of land out of town. It was the last real thing we had from them. And she wanted it.She was broke. Completely desperate. She spent all the insurance money years ago. She bought stupid things. Expensive bags, trips she did not need, cars she ended up crashing. She threw the money away like it was trash. Now she had nothing left. Her bank accounts were empty. So, she came crawling back to us. She wanted to take our last piece of memory and sell it.I hated her. I really did. But I hated her daughter just as much. My cousin.My cousin was a sneaky bitch. She was exactly like her mother. Greedy, mean, and fake. When I lived in their house, my life was a living hell. My cousin made sure of it. She used to steal my things all the time. If I had a nice shirt, it went missing. If Leo bought me a small necklace for my birthda

Chapter eighteen

Hazel's POV I left the house. The front door clicked shut behind me. I locked it twice. Leo told me to be careful. He told me to avoid dangerous places. He told me to avoid boys. I sighed when I thought about that. He treated me like a baby. But I knew why he did it. He was scared. I was scared too, even if I didn't want to admit it. I walked down the street. I walked fast. My shoes hit the concrete hard. Step, step, step. The sound was loud in my ears. The sun was shining, but the air felt cold. I put my hands deep in my jacket pockets. I kept my head down, but my eyes moved everywhere. I felt it again. That weird feeling on the back of my neck. The feeling that someone was watching me. I stopped walking. I turned around fast. I looked down the street. I saw a parked car. I saw a trash can. I saw a bird on a wooden fence. I didn't see a person. But the feeling stayed. It was heavy. It made my stomach hurt. I started walking again. I walked faster this time. I looked at the sha

Chapter nineteen

Hazel pov I sat at the small kitchen table in Maya’s house. The kitchen smelled like butter and sugar. Maya’s mother just took a tray of cookies out of the oven. They were chocolate chip. The chocolate was still melting. I took a bite. It was warm and sweet. I closed my eyes and smiled.For the first time today, I felt safe. I felt normal.Maya was sitting across from me. She was laughing at something her little sister, Lily, said. Lily was twelve. She was loud and funny. She had white flour on her nose. Maya tried to wipe it off, but Lily pushed her hand away."Leave me alone," Lily said, but she was smiling."You look like a ghost," Maya teased her.I laughed with them. It felt good to laugh. My house was always so quiet. Leo was always working or worrying about me. And now Silas was there. Silas made my house feel small. He made the air feel heavy. But here, in Maya’s kitchen, the air was light. I did not have to worry about my aunt calling for money. I did not have to worry about

Chapter twenty

Hazel povMonday was the worst day of the week. It always was. I woke up feeling like someone had tied heavy weights to my arms and legs. My alarm went off at six-thirty. It was loud and annoying. I hit the button hard to make it stop. I just lay there for a long time, staring at the blank ceiling. My body felt heavy. My mind felt tired. The weekend was over. The weird, scary feeling of being followed yesterday still stuck to my skin like dirty water. I could still feel the panic in my chest. I took a deep breath, making sure my lungs were working right. No asthma attack today. I could not handle that today.I dragged myself out of bed. The wooden floor was freezing against my bare feet. I walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. I looked in the mirror. I looked pale and sick. I brushed my teeth fast. I threw on a pair of faded blue jeans and a plain black sweater. I grabbed my heavy backpack from the floor. I didn't care how I looked today. I just wanted to get this

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