Todos los capítulos de Fake Dating The Hockey Captain AKA My Roommate: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

049BREAK UPAURORA As much as I told Sofia about us being fake yesterday, I didn't expect her to say it like this. My eyes widen and I feel like absolute shit as Jayden turns his head toward me, his brow furrowing as he stares at me in disbelief. "We're telling everybody now?""You told your fucking teammates!" I retort, my voice raising in the middle of the crowded lounge.Jayden’s face contorts into a deeper frown. I don't want to believe he looks confused when he knows what I'm talking about."What the fuck are you talking about?" He asks."Don't play fucking stupid with me, Jayden!" I’m about to scream at him right there in front of Sofia and half the people in the lounge and I don't care what anyone thinks. But before I can get another word out, Jayden lunges forward and grabs both of my wrists. He tries to yank me toward the exit, but I plant my feet firmly into the floor, refusing to budge an inch."Let go of me!" I snarl.Jayden curses under his breath, releases my wrists,

051IT'S NOT HER JAYDEN Is there any such thing as the before-Aurora effect?I don't know what to feel or think at this point. I can only imagine what she's doing. Harry’s wrong about a lot of things, but sitting here, feeling like my life just got flipped upside down over an arrangement that was supposed to be simple, I can't find the energy to argue.Harry steps up, clapping a heavy, calloused hand onto my shoulder and giving it a hard shake. "Look at me, Jayden. You've been living in a fucking pressure cooker. Tonight, the frat is hosting the pre-season opener. You are the captain of this team. You're coming, you're grabbing a drink, and you're going to remind yourself who the fuck you are.""I'm not in the mood for a party, Harry," I mutter, shoving his hand off and pulling my gear bag over my shoulder. "I just want to go to my room and sleep.""Bullshit," Harry counters, blocking my path to the exit. "You go home, you’re just going to stare at the ceiling, replaying her yelling

053BEING A BITCH AURORA I stand there in the middle of my new room, staring at Kenzie. My hands are still clutched tightly around the edges of my open suitcase and I don't even have the words for this.Kenzie lets out a frustrated groan, rubbing both hands harshly over her face. When she finally pulls her palms away, she blinks, looking up, and notices that every single pair of eyes in the room is locked dead onto her."What?" she snaps, her brow furrowing.Then, for the first time since she slammed through the front door, her gaze actually lands on me.It is completely obvious she had no fucking clue I was even standing here when she launched into her big dramatic entrance. Her eyes rake over my half-unpacked suitcase sitting on the floor, flick over to Sofia, who is sitting as stiff as a board beside my bed, and then fly right back to my face.She jerks her chin in my direction. "Who the fuck is she?" She sounds annoyed and I'm starting to think Sarah's welcome was better. Befor

055IT'S NOT LOVE JAYDENI wake up with my neck kinked at a sickening angle and my spine feeling like it’s been run over by a semi-truck.The lumpy vinyl sofa in Sal’s back office was not built for a six-foot-two hockey player. I push myself up, resting my elbows on my knees, and drag both hands down my face. The office smells like stale dark-roast coffee, industrial floor cleaner, and burnt rubber.I pull my phone out of my pocket. The screen lights up with a string of missed texts from Mason and Harry asking where the fuck I am, plus a couple of notifications from the team group chat.No classes today... thank God. No hockey practice either, since Coach cleared our schedule after the grueling two-a-day drills yesterday. Normally, a completely free day means sleeping in, playing video games, or hanging out with my friends. Today, it just feels like a black hole waiting to swallow me whole.I groan, standing up and stretching until my back pops like firecrackers.I grab my duffel bag

057SKATING ACCIDENT AURORA"Again!"Coach Sarah has always been strict but for reasons I don't know, she's stricter and merciless today. The word 'again' has been playing on a loop in my head for the last two hours. My lungs are burning. My legs feel like lead weights submerged in freezing water. I take a deep breath, my chest heaving, and pushed off the ice again.1, 2, 3, turn. Crossover, edge, plant.I miss the rhythm. The transition is clunky and my back edge catches the ice half a second off the beat of the conditioning track."Again, Aurora! From the top! The rhythm is completely off!" Coach Sarah's voice booms through the megaphone, right through me."I'm trying!" I rasp out, though my voice barely carries past my own lips.Beside me, Sofia glides to a stop, her breath coming out in white clouds. She wipes sweat from her forehead with the back of her sleeve."Rory, take a second," Sofia urges, her voice low as she coasts closer. "You’ve been out here since three o'clock with