All Chapters of Puck me. I’m yours: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Liam: After Anderson's accident, I thought of everything that had happened since the championship came into the picture, and I was no longer comfortable with the outcome of events. Enemies were coming from every angle. People I sat and ate with from the same plate now carried poison to drop in my food. It was no longer safe, and I wasn't the only one thinking the same. I intended on keeping things tight a little before outing it to Violet, but Derek blabbed, Amara caught wind, and before I knew it, they wanted the entire story. Meeting up was dangerous, and calls could be tracked, so we used the one method Marcus could never suspect. That was after Derek, and I went to Anderson. We walked in, and he was alone, seated in a wheelchair, staring out the window."Anderson..." Derek greeted him, dropping the fruit basket on the table next to another with a name tag. Marcus.Anderson spared us a glance, then redirected his gaze back to the window. "What do you want?" he asked coldly."I ca

Violet:The rest of the next day came in a blur. The match had been postponed to a later date; too much was happening at once, and police investigations stalled, waiting on lab results from the hospital. We all stayed close together, Liam and Derek performing for the police and performing for the doctors, while quietly watching everyone else. Ashgrove's players weren't given much scrutiny, but that wasn't the case for Crestview. Since they'd already suffered a loss and had bragged so openly before their defeat, the police were now actively looking into possible sabotage. Both teams had been affected by the drugged smoke, but Derek's case stood out; more tests were run, and more questions kept surfacing.For the third time since dawn, the police came again, gathering us into the hospital's conference room, where we met the officers and detectives now officially handling the case."Mr. Sullivan, your doctor's lab results don't match those of the other players, or your friend Liam Carte

Third Person:While everyone was confident there were no security cameras on the roof, someone had already made sure there were. Ashgrove's assigned hotel wasn't only under the Don's partial control; he was one of their biggest spenders, a VVIP guest holding a black platinum card. He'd specifically requested no cameras up there; any device or system capable of capturing footage or sound had been quietly removed on his orders. With him counted among Silverford's biggest power players, few businesses dared offend him, so yes, he'd carried on with reckless confidence, fully trusting nothing was being recorded.Well, that wasn't quite the case. Not only had Violet and her small crew managed to record everything themselves, but even better, every conversation that happened before, during, and after they left was separately captured as well, complete with timestamps, clear audio, and HD video quality. While Violet and the others filmed, Papi and his men had been watching from the shadows th

Third Person:Silverford Arena was packed, just like the day of Ashgrove's own match. It was Kingsgrove's first game, and everyone was looking forward to seeing how they'd perform. Not only were the fans cheering hard in the stands, but the Ashgrove team had come to watch their rival too. They arrived in pairs, and Liam was with Derek.Before leaving the hotel, Liam had asked Anderson if he'd like to join the team, but Anderson kindly declined."I have an appointment with my doctor," he'd said, but before Liam could reply, Marcus, as always, beat him to it."He'll be in a wheelchair. How do you expect him to take the stairs?" The hall went quiet, so quiet even the sound of a falling leaf could have been heard."Marcus!" Blake nudged his arm, but Marcus rolled his eyes in annoyance."You're all wasting everyone's time. Come on, Carter, he won't be part of the team in a few months. Get used to it." A loud gasp rippled through the hall, but no one said another word. They all watched Marc

Violet:I was preparing notes for my session with Marcus when a gentle knock sounded on my door. At first I looked up, not sure I’d heard it right, because it wasn’t loud enough; then it came again. The first thing I did was check the time, and as expected, it was almost midnight. I was only dressed in a vest and boyshorts, but without thinking, I hurried to the door. Only Caleb or Amara would come looking for me at such an hour, but the moment I opened it, I found a face I hadn’t expected.He was leaning against the wall, eyes on the ground, hands trembling at his sides. For a moment I didn’t know what to say or do. Liam looked up, his face deathly pale, and without a word I stepped aside, letting him in.Liam slumped inside like his body wasn’t his to control, his legs moving while his mind didn’t seem aligned with them. He walked over to the couch, dropped down, and stared at me for a while.“What happened?” I asked.“How do I say it?” He almost laughed the words out, and I blinked