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THE REAL SENDER

LUKE’S P.O.VAfter, Dre saw Silver off, I told her everything. For the next hour, I narrate everything that had transpired between the sender and me from start to finish.From the day they sent the tapes to the day they stopped. I told her how I thought it was Nathaniel, and when the sender had gone quiet, I still assumed it was him, but stopped because he was in Juvie. I told her he was the only person I suspected at that time. She didn’t like it when I told her about my visit to his juvie. She didn’t have to say anything, but her face said it all.I didn’t leave out the chase, or how the sender had been spying in front of her house. How they’ve been watching our every move just to make sure I’ve been staying away from her. I let her know that was the reason I stayed at Ian’s and couldn’t spend time with her much, blaming it on practice instead.Not that it’ll change anything, but I let her know I couldn’t bring myself to watch her tapes. For months, I couldn’t do it, and that slow

SICKLY SINCERE

LUKE’S P.O.V“Just got off the phone with TJ. Aside from the endless apologies, you’ll never believe what else he told me...He and Ruth hooked up a few times in his room after we broke up. I’m taking a wild guess that’s how Ruth got the tapes.”I can’t believe I never suspected her. Not once did she cross my mind. She’s the perfect suspect, but I thought she never had it in her. She wouldn’t do something this cruel to anyone. But I was very, very wrong.How low is she willing to go to hurt Dre? To separate the both of us? How low can she go?I don’t care to know anymore; I’m getting to the bottom of this today.***Ruth’s spare key burns a hole in my pocket. The house is quiet when I let myself in. I stand in the living room for a long moment, heart hammering, looking around like I’m seeing it for the first time. Everything feels tainted now.I start searching.I move carefully at first — opening drawers in the kitchen, checking the coffee table, even looking under the couch cushions.

YOU DON'T LOVE ME

LUKE’S P.O.VRuth’s hand pauses on my back for a millisecond—too quick for it to go unnoticed. But I feel her hesitation.“I saw Dre this afternoon, wanted to give her her phone, “ I explain even though I don’t see the need to.Ruth nods, chewing her lips lightly. “I know, Dre and I are in a bad space right now, but how was she? How’s she taking all of this?”I stay mute, purposely dragging out the silence longer than I need to. I want to see what my silence does to her.I lift my head. My eyes start to water. “Dre....Dre’s not taking it well. She hates me, Ruth. She really hates me.”Ruth’s blue eyes widen with surprise as I keep going.“She hardly believes me; she said she doesn’t know what to believe anymore. It happened with Nathaniel, TJ, and now me...me. she says the story keeps repeating itself. The guys she falls in love with keep violating her. And when I told her the truth, and told her why I took the fall...she called me dumb. She called me stupid for taking the fall and ru

HER ALL ALONG

DRE’S P.O.VThe police station is much colder than I expect. I stay in the car, hands gripping the edge of the seat until my knuckles turn white. Luke had insisted I didn’t have to go inside. He understands. The thought of seeing Ruth after her confession makes my stomach twist. I can’t face the girl who had tried to destroy me while pretending to be my friend.Through the window, I watch Luke walk in with Ian beside him. Ian had shown up the second Luke called, still angry but loyal as ever. They disappear through the glass doors, and I’m left alone with my thoughts.It had all happened so fast after Luke left Ruth’s house. He didn’t waste a single second. While she confessed, she was completely oblivious to the fact he was recording. Ruth had cracked, screaming about how I was a “life-sucking piece of shit” who didn’t deserve him, how she had done everything to get him back. How she never meant for him to take the fall, but I deserved what happened to me.The recording is brutal. Bu

SORRY

LUKE’S P.O.VThe truth is out. The nightmare is finally ending. I lay on my back in Dre’s bed, the room dark except for the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Dre’s curled on top of me, her head resting on my chest, legs tangled with mine. My arms wrap securely around her waist, hands splay on her back. Her curls spill across my shoulder and neck, and every time I breathe in, I catch that intoxicating sweet vanilla scent that is so uniquely her. It grounds me. For the first time in months, the ugly burden is gone, and I can finally breathe again. It’s crazy how something that’s been haunting me for months could be unravelled in barely a couple of hours. I have Dre and her intuition to thank for it.No more texts from an unknown number. No more paranoia every time I left her house. No more lying awake wondering if today would be the day her life got destroyed because of me. And now, here we are.I stroke my thumb gently along her spine, careful not to wake her. But she does anyway.“Ar

WINNERS

LUKE’S P.O.VWestfield Eagles 52 – Reddians High 58. We’re playing against the undefeated teams in the whole region, and we’re losing.It’s the final quarter, six minutes left in the game that will decide the regional champions. The most anticipated game in the entire season. As Coach would say, it's “the game that means everything.”The court is electric, the roar of the crowd vibrating through the floorboards and into my bones. Reddians' supporters fill the away team's bleachers, and Westfield, the home team, is equally packed. College scouts line the sidelines, clipboards in hand, eyes sharp. I wipe sweat from my brow, jersey clinging to my back, feeling heavier than usual. Vincent, captain and my assist for one last time, claps me on the shoulder as we huddle up.“You good, man?” He asked, voice low but steady. “We’ve got this. Just like we practised.”I nod, jaw tight. “I won’t fail you again. I promised.”The drama about the sender had spread like wildfire the moment I return

PARTY

DRE’S P.O.VThe celebration party for the Westfield Eagles is absolute chaos, and I love every second of it. Music thumps through the house, bodies grind on the makeshift dance floor, and red solo cups are everywhere. Luke is the hero of the night. He’s been carried on the shoulders of his teammates, toasted endlessly. His championship-winning shot replays on someone’s phone every ten minutes and the same excited reaction erupts like it's the first time witnessing it. “Here’s to Ford,” someone bellows, throwing another cup above his head. “Fuck, I don’t think I can drink anymore,” Luke whispers, smiling against the rim of his cup. “I’m sure you can drink just a little," I nudge him. "You earned it,” I giggle.He rolls his eyes, playful but puts the cup away regardless. “I’m driving.”Ian comes around and to my surprise he's with, Silver. He pulls Luke in for a hug. “You deserve this,” he mutters, holding Luke firmly on his shoulders. Silver smiles softly, pulling me for a hug to

FUCKING LOVE YOU

DRE’S POVA soft glow cast over Luke’s sleeping face. He looks so peaceful, his lips slightly parted, chest rising and falling steadily under my cheek. My mind keeps replaying what he confessed in the tub several nights ago. His wild secret fantasy.*Holding him down. Being mean. Taking what I want.*A thrill runs through me. I’ve never done anything like that before, but the idea of reducing Luke to nothing but desperate moans underneath me? It’s making me wet already.I shift carefully, straddling his waist. He stirs, eyes fluttering open, hazy with sleep. “Dre…?”“Shh.” I press a finger to his lips, then lean down, my hair falling around us like a curtain. “Don’t move unless I tell you to.”His eyes widen, pupils blowing dark with instant arousal. I feel him twitch beneath me through the thin fabric of his boxers. Good.I grab his wrists and pin them above his head, using my weight to hold him there. He’s stronger than me, but he doesn’t fight it. He ‘lets’ me, a mischievous grin t

THE END

EPILOGUE LUKE’S P.O.V(ONE MONTH AFTER SATs AND GRADUATION)“Happy birthday, beautiful!”Dre lies on top of me, her hands planted on either side of my head; her perfect face blocks the rising sun. The light shines through her curls, warming up her skin nicely.She watches me wide-eyed, her lips stretching into a smile.I blink, eyes slowly adjusting to the light, but I explode with joy when I take in the surroundings—I’m glad we’re still here. I brought Dre back to her favourite place in the world, as she’s said countless times since our last visit. The same open grass under the same wide sky. A place I want to make new perfect memories with just her—memories we’re currently making.We camped here last night, just the two of us, taking picture after picture on my vintage camera — laughing, kissing, wrapped in blankets, making love under the stars.“Happy birthday, Luke,” Dre chimes again, her smile growing wider as she notices I am more awake.I smile warmly, pulling her close again

THANKS!

Hi, reader! You've gotten to the end of the book. I'm really grateful to everyone who read this far, thank you so much. You guys are the bestI'm quite sad and a tad bit emotional. Writing the stories of, Luke and Dre really took a toll on me.To the readers who cheered for them, cried with them, got angry at their mistakes, and rooted for their happy ending — this story exists because of you. Whether you read every chapter as it came out, binged it in one sitting, or left comments that kept me motivated on tough writing days, your support meant everything. You saw Luke’s sacrifices, Dre’s strength, and the complicated mess of young love mixed with real trauma. Luke taught me (and hopefully you too) that we shouldn’t keep our feelings bottled up forever. If you’re secretly in love with your best friend, tell them. Even if it’s scary, even if it might hurt or risk the friendship—do it. Because at the end of the day, love is worth every single sacrifice. The what-ifs and “maybe one day

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