Puck me. I’m yours のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

Liam:Valentine's Day came in a way I hadn't hoped for. I'd made arrangements, ordered flowers ahead of time, and even bought a set of couple rings. Derek had called it cheesy the day he saw me placing the order, but I'd shoved that thought aside and went ahead anyway. Waking up on February fourteenth, it was only when the gifts began arriving that I remembered, and as planned, one after another, it all came. First the flowers, then the rings, then the dress. Even the photoshoot pictures and video were sent over by midday.Staring at the items scattered across my bed, Derek sighed but said nothing. He hadn't left, only gone home to bring more of his own clothes since I'd refused to let him keep wearing mine. We were the same size and could easily share, but Derek would always be Derek, like a clingy girlfriend; anything he liked somehow found its way back to his apartment.Through the first half of the day, I only received deliveries and cancelled the arrangements I'd made, and by eve

Violet:It wasn't just another Thursday; no, it was the Thursday the entire country had been waiting for. The official day that marked the beginning of the National Hockey Under-25 Tournament, one of the greatest and most anticipated sports tournaments within the country and beyond. Since Ashgroove won the last tournament, it was only by rule that we began the match. Ashgroove Provincial had never buzzed so loudly with fans. They came from all over the country and abroad, and not only for the game, but this year's tournament had a mighty bounty, one placed by the biggest investors, and the competition was expected to be tight. As expected, the sports department had never been so busy. Schedules were arranged, the cheer squad was ready, and so were the players. Ashgroove Goats were opening the game, going up against the Wolves of Oakridge.I'd woken up way earlier than my alarm rang. Whitfield had urgent matters, and Caleb and I were assigned to follow the team, not only because of th

Third Person:Reporters buzzed like honeybees, each trying hardest to secure the best spot while navigating excited fans who carried banners, flags, and, in some cases, custom-made objects engraved with their favorite team's name. The event's sponsors made sure everyone knew about them too. On the huge screens hanging over Metro Ice Center, Halden Group Holdings was engraved in large letters. On the illuminated banners, Mareek Corporation claimed the lane, while every standing banner, and every referee and worker wore badges bearing the Kingfisher logo. It was the perfect combination. In past tournaments, only Kingfisher had dominated the hockey sponsorship space, but now two more influential companies had joined, which only explained the handsome cash-out."Welcome to today's opening coverage of the Inter-Varsity Hockey Tournament. I'm your host, Emma Bennett, reporting from Ashgrove Downtown Prudential Metro Ice Center. Stay tuned for more." The sports reporter stood before the rec

Violet: Amara did not stop asking what I was up to. "You're playing a dangerous game, V," Amara warned, and I let out a light chuckle."A dangerous game... I started playing dangerous the night I walked out of a bar wrapped in a stranger's arms and even let him take me to another location, one I picked out on a whim." Amara stared at me for a while, as if weighing her next words."Marcus is dangerous, trust me." Those words were not empty; she knew something I didn't. I wasn't going to push her to tell me. I leaned back in my seat."I know, Amara, but I might as well get good at protecting myself." My head tilted toward the window as I watched the busy street blur past us. "Saving me is saving Liam." Amara didn't say anything more, but her face didn't look like one who had stopped speculating.The truth was, I wasn't sure what to do next. Marcus wasn't only bold, but I was certain he already had a plan up his sleeve, and with how well he played, kicking Liam out would be no issue; an

Violet: I woke up to news. Everyone was tagging me, and worse, I had ten missed calls from Jess and twenty from Amara. First I called Amara, which she picked up on the first ring."Are you okay?" was the first thing she asked, and I couldn't help but laugh."And why wouldn't I be okay, babe, what's up?" Amara let out a heavy breath through the speaker, then came the words."Check your page." That was all, and I quickly opened my page.I expected another trending picture or video from the game, but that wasn't the case; rather, it was one statement from an account I was too familiar with. "Violet Hart and I are no longer an item; please refrain from tying us together." My heart dropped to my stomach as I read the words. I didn't believe it, so quickly I searched Liam's profile, and it was there. It had been posted only a few hours after the game. There was no heads-up, no warning, and no text. Just a statement.I stared at my screen for so long the words blurred. My chest twisted, but