All Chapters of PAY TO BREAK ME: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

AARON'S POV“Settle down everyone, it's time for our test,” Professor Robin announced while walking into the classroom.The sound of chairs scraping filled the room almost immediately.Kyle groaned beside me.“Fuck tests! Fuck school!” he muttered, dragging his chair back before sitting properly, ruffling his already messy hair.I let out a small breath and adjusted in my seat, watching as papers started getting distributed across the class.The whole atmosphere shifted instantly as I glanced at Chloe beside me.She sat quietly, fiddling with her pen slowly like her mind was somewhere else entirely. It was unusual for Chloe to be like that.Normally she would’ve at least glanced at me or whispered something like “good luck” or something unnecessary but comforting.Today she just wasn’t doing any of that and it made me think of what happened at the café yesterday.She had asked if there was someone I liked and my mind stupidly drifted to Jay. Then, she left for the restroom and came ba

AARON'S POV“Do you realise if you and Jack mess up that test, the whole class is doomed again?” Kyle asked as we walked out of class, heading to the cafeteria.He said it like a joke, a light laugh sitting in his voice as he adjusted his bag on his shoulder. Chloe walked slightly ahead, still on her phone. She hadn’t said much since the test ended.The hallway was noisy, students still complaining about the test, books being shoved into bags, chairs scraping behind us as people left the classroom.I didn’t laugh at Kyle’s comment because it was nothing close to ‘funny’ right now.Jack and I, redoing a test alone.I swallowed hard.Things were still awkward between us. I didn’t even know how I was supposed to sit in the same room with him and act like Jack didn't kiss me at Vanessa’s birthday party.I still remembered the way his lips felt on mine. It felt fami–My grip tightened slightly on my bag as I quickly fought the word away.Then another thought struck me.Why didn’t Jack oppo

AARON'S POVAll eyes went wide at Jack's last words.Kyle and I weren't left out either.For a few seconds, nobody spoke. The cafeteria had been loud all afternoon, but now it felt strangely quiet, like everybody was waiting to see who would move first.My brain was still trying to catch up with what was happening.Why did Jack step in?And more importantly... why was Jason reacting like that?The guy had walked into the cafeteria looking like he owned the entire building. He had dragged Kyle across the floor, punched him in front of everybody, threatened him without blinking once, and yet the moment Jack opened his mouth, something changed.Not completely.Jason still looked angry.But there was something else mixed into that anger now.Something cautious.Something restrained.The whispers started almost immediately.“Is Jack standing up for Aaron?”“Nah. This is Jack and Jason.”“Looks personal.”“Wasn't Jack J-Squad's first leader?”“Freshman year.”“Yeah. Before he left.”I frown

JACK’S POVA red-haired guy without a single strand of hair on his scalp.Now that would be a better look.Perfect.So damn perfect.A dark smirk pulled slightly at the corner of my lips as I swung my leg over my bike, settled properly, and adjusted my grip on the handlebar before sliding my helmet on. The engine came alive beneath me with a low roar that blended into the late afternoon noise around the school.Chloe can do better? Meaning, Aaron is less? My fingers tightened slightly around the handlebar as I pulled out into motion, the bike rolling forward before picking up speed. The wind hit my jacket in short waves as I pushed off the school grounds.The fact that the same red-haired guy was the reason Aaron’s hand had instinctively curled around Chloe’s bare waist was enough to make me picture how peaceful he would look without a single strand of hair, eyebrow, or lash left on his face.Or maybe a missing tooth, a bruised face, a broken nose, a broken jaw.Or maybe just enough

AARON'S POV“How did you get injured?”My mom’s voice rang out. She was standing right in front of me, her eyes already on my hand like she had been waiting to ask since the moment she returned.My bandaged palm rested on the table, still slightly sore. “It’s nothing,” I said quickly, trying to wave it off with my other hand, but she didn’t look convinced at all.She leaned in a little, frowning. “How did it happen?”I sighed softly and looked away for a second. “During biology practicals, the slide slipped and cracked. I had caught it before it fell, and it cut my palm in the process.” I narrated, recalling how Jack had reacted to it.My mom's brows dropped. “You should have been more careful.” She said, looking a bit worried.“I'm fine, I swear. It doesn't hurt much again.” I told her.My parents were finally back from their trip.I only realized how much I had gotten used to them being away when I looked around the house today and felt it. Now, I had to be more careful about going