All Chapters of Marked By The Ruthless Hockey Captain: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Knox’s PovI didn't know how to feel about all this. The fact that Knox did this hurt me so much. I dragged my legs, my eyes dark. My hands were clenched tight as I made my way back home. I didn't need an explanation, I had gotten enough and right now, all I wanted was to explain to him how I felt. I walked back into the house and noticed how he stared at me with worry in his eyes. “You stayed longer than expected. What happened?” I clenched my jaw, and crossed my arms over my chest, staring at him. “You calculated my steps?” He shook his head. “Don't be ridiculous. I just wanted to make sure that you're okay. Do you understand?” I scoffed, my eyes glaring at him. I didn't want to have to do this, but all the actions he kept taking made him the bad person. He kept ruining my chances and those of my family as well and I didn't even know what

Finn’s povI stared at the ingredients for the noodles with anger in my eyes. I hated all he tried to do. I couldn't believe he made me lose my job, pretended he was sorry for me, then handed me another job just because he wanted me to always be with him.That wasn't love, that was obsession. That was what I was scared would happen, and now it was slowly playing out before my eyes.I watched how he stared at me, but I pretended not to notice, continuing to cook until the meal was finally done.The scent of the stir-fried noodles filled the house and I really couldn't wait for Mom to be back because now, staying in the house felt like I was being choked up.No one said anything. In fact, I was more concerned about my life than I was about anything else that was going on.The silence between us was loud.I hoped he wouldn't speak because I didn't have the strength to respond. Thankfully, he didn't.A little time passed, and my mom's figure walked into the room.I was stunned to see how

Jason’s povI lay down, my eyes facing the ceiling. My head rested on my arms to support my heart, and the only picture that played in my head was Finn. “How can I forget you? I know you're in love with someone else. I'm very sure that's what is going on, am I right?” I didn't know what else to think about. I was the one who stupidly loved someone who didn't really care about me. I pulled out my phone, the urge to call him was strong. Since the holiday began, I didn't get a call from him, but it seemed like things were only getting worse than I expected. He didn't even leave me a text and that hurt like crazy. I didn't expect something like that to hurt me, but it did. “Maybe I should…” I jolted up from the position I was in and sat you, breathing hard. My head was turned to the door, and the moment I saw who was standing there, I exhaled. Mom stood there with her hands crossed

Finn’s PovI was sceptical about texting him, but within a few seconds, I sent the message and I was so nervous to see his response. Would he respond? That was something that bothered me more than I could ever imagine. I didn't know what else to think and just as I was thinking, about why he had not responded to my message, the door opened. I didn't bother to look at him, I already knew it was Knox. “How are you?” I scoffed. Why the hell was he interested in how I was doing? My brows knitted together, and I didn't care what he had to say. All I wanted was for him to leave me alone. “You're not going to respond? Are you still mad at me?” I blinked, but walked over to Crouch down close to the bed. “Are you serious?” He was stunned and moved over to where I was seated. “Get on the bed.” I scoffed. “You don't own me and you can't

Finn’s Pov“Gone?” I shook my head, picking up the note because I thought my mind was messing with me in the first place. I stared at the written words, going over it again and again then I scoffed, folding the paper into a round shape before tossing it into the trash can. I hated the fact that he wrote to me. If he left them it was good. I would get him a new phone and break up with him through text. He didn't deserve to set eyes on me when I broke up with him. I frowned, but walked over to the place where I kept the money he had given me. I pulled open the drawer and picked it up, then I noticed my SIM card was placed close to the bed. “Stupid bastard.” I picked up my SIM card and headed straight to the door. I needed to get a new phone and fast. I headed into town, using public transport because I couldn't walk all the way. Besides, I needed to be back to make dinner because Mom wou