บททั้งหมดของ IN BED WITH HER : บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

DRE’S P.O.V Luke’s sudden interest in TJ surprises me. It has me wondering what TJ must’ve said to him to have me going to open up old wounds. I’ve managed to put distance between us, and now I have to let him in again. I'm prepared to do that, to finally close the chapter, but when I spot TJ, he doesn’t look at me. He avoids me like the plague. After the fifth time, which I’m now convinced he’s avoiding me intentionally, I sit with my phone, searching for the old text he sent last with a new number. *TJ: I know you blocked me everywhere and changed your number because of me. But please don’t be mad at Silver—I got your new number from her. We can still be friends, even if we aren’t together anymore. I really need to talk to you. Love you always, TJ.* He sent this a couple of months ago; it was the last text he sent. Even after that, he still tried to reach out to me several times. So why’s he avoiding me now? What did he want to talk about then? During lunch, I find Silve

LUKE’S P.O.VThe sun’s slowly setting when I reach Dre’s. Six thirty to be exact. I’ve been here for the past ten minutes, watching from afar. Making sure the street is clear and no one’s watching me. Once the coast is clear, I walk briskly, heading straight to the front door. I’m about to open the door when I almost bump into Halle, who’s just heading out for work.She smiles brightly when she sees me. “Luke, haven’t seen you in a while. How have you been?”She stretches her arms for a quick hug.“I’ve been good, Halle. Thanks.”She pulls back, watching through narrowed eyes. “You sure?”And by this, I know exactly what she means.“Yeah. I haven’t seen him or his men since the last game.”Halle nods firmly. “That’s good, and how’s your friend, Ian?”“He’s good too.”“You can always come back whenever you’re ready, or feel safe again. Nothing's going to happen.”“I know, thank you.”Halle gives me one last hug, then waves goodbye, hurrying out for work.The moment she does, Dre appe

LUKE’S P.O.VThe cold night air hits sharp against my skin, making me long for the warmth of Dre and her cosy bed.The street is dead quiet. No headlights coming around the corner, no random people walking past. It’s ten o’clock; I don’t expect to see much movement from anything. I shove my hands into my pockets and start walking, back to Ian’s. My lips curl in a small smile as I can faintly taste the flavour of Dre’s lips still on my tongue. I grin harder thinking about the almost argument we had, about who loves who more. But this doesn’t last for long. My phone buzzes rudely, interrupting my happy thoughts and reminding me of the awful situation that I promised to help Dre fix. I have to fix it.I take out my phone, and it’s from an unknown number,one who’s called so many times before I already have it memorised— my father’s.Staring at the screen, heart beating rapidly, contemplating whether to answer or not, when a flicker of movement across the street catches my eye. I pause

DRE’S P.O.V“So, is there a reason you’re spending your Saturday here with me instead of your boyfriend?” I invited Silver over to celebrate about Luiton and mostly because I’m bored. I spent the entire day studying, watched a movie with Mum when she got back from dinner with co-workers, and then didn’t want to spend the rest of the evening alone.“He’s in school all day for practice. Next weekend’s their final game,” I say, trying to smile but also hoping that she can’t hear the little ache in my voice.Silver smiles. “Look at your face; it’s cute seeing you like this.”I grin harder, not even trying to deny it. We’re together, we’re happy, and I’m seeing him tonight.“Okay, love-stricken girl, so what do you have planned?” Silver asks, eagerly, already kicking off her shoes and making herself comfortable on my bed like she owns the place.I laugh, grateful for the subject change. “Honestly? Nothing much. I just wanted to celebrate without it being a whole big thing.”Silver grins,

DRE’S P.O.VThe parking lot is nearly full, leaving only two empty spaces in the entire row. Just as Silver pulls up and begins lining her car up for the first spot, a familiar silver hatchback whips around the corner, rolling into the other one.It’s Ruth’s car.Silver and I exchange looks when we realise. We agree nonverbally to gather our things, wait until each of us is ready to go, and leave together.We stall for a while, hoping Ruth will be out of her car, heading to the school building, but it seems she has the same plan to stall.“Let's just go,” I say, reaching for the door handle.Silver nods, reaching for her side too. We come out at the same time, pretending not to notice the car or the owner right next to us. We barely walk five steps when a door opens from behind. My heart thumps a little at the slam of the door, then picks up when my name is being called.“Dre.”I pause mid-step, and so does Silver. I look over my shoulder, and indeed it’s Ruth calling.Her voice is s