Puck me. I’m yours のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Liam:Wednesday came in the blink of an eye. The arena was packed, the proud Briarwood Tech flag flying everywhere. They weren't only proud; they'd been talking trash all over social media too, every post from their accounts going viral. As for Viliam, that had settled. Fans had cried hard, some had even gone as far as cussing me out, and I deserved it, so I never once replied. Her account kept up with its usual posts, updates about the game, medical advice, and solutions to everyday problems. She wasn't like Chloe, who flooded her account with videos and pictures of Marcus, on and off the ice.Her little scandal had blown over, and since Marcus hadn't pushed her away or written anything to disclaim her, his fans continued supporting their love. Some even went as far as justifying their actions. Violet was the one in their way; comments like that flooded every post she made with Marcus. As a reasonable human being, someone who claimed to love and still love her best friend, she shoul

Third Person:Chloe Vance came back prepared in every way. She hadn't only revamped her look; she looked stunning. At a single glance, one could tell the wannabe had gotten lip filler, along with an ass and a facelift. She looked breathtaking, and with that look came exactly the attention she craved.Chloe's plan was simple. Outshine Violet in every way. She started by moving out of their once-shared apartment, which was small after all, especially with Violet now living in her own studio. People had praised her for "getting her shit together" after the breakup, so Chloe intended to get her own place off campus, and she did. It wasn't regular, and it wasn't small. She went all out. The apartment sat on the most popular side of campus, the kind rented only by baddies and young heirs and heiresses. It came with two lavishly furnished bedrooms with private bathrooms, a well-appointed living area, an equipped kitchen, and a balcony on the third floor overlooking the city. Everyone who l

Violet:Everyone had packed before the game even ended; buses lined up one after another, waiting to carry us to the metropolitan city. I didn't have time to watch the third match with Caleb since we were swamped with work. Amara called, bitterly complaining about the last-minute change of plans."Do you know they opted for road over air? I mean, who does that?" she half-growled, and I couldn't help but laugh."Traveling by road lets us enjoy the journey more. Moreover, we'll be in Silverford for a month before heading to the capital, if the team qualifies. To me, it's not such a bad idea.""Of course it's not," Amara scoffed bitterly. "V, you know how my ass hurts when I sit too long; how am I supposed to survive five days on the road?" My phone was on speaker, and from the other table, Caleb couldn't help but laugh."Don't worry, you won't die, Amara, and to ease your ass, I'll bring you a soft cushion.""Oh my, thank you so much. At least someone has time for me, unlike someone els

Third Person:At some point, Liam had fallen asleep. The bus hostesses passed around doing checkups, making sure everyone was comfortable, placing warm blankets on those who were cold, offering headrests to people like Marcus, who'd forgotten to pack one, and water to whoever woke up mid-sleep and asked. They'd been on the road for eight hours before finally pulling over for a quick snack break four hours later. Liam woke only briefly but had nothing. He didn't feel like eating.The buses pulled into a gas station, and while they filled up, almost everyone stepped down to relieve themselves; some freshened up, others grabbed snacks. Liam stepped down to ease himself, then quickly got back on the bus, while Derek relieved himself and ran straight into the mini supermarket. While others grabbed small shopping baskets, Derek went for the big cart, working every aisle, hands grabbing everything he could eat, and figuring Liam would too, though most of it ended up being snacks for his own

Violet: "Whitfield gave you this?" he asked, and I nodded."You know this file?" Liam didn't say yes, but he didn't deny it either. Instead, he held it out and pushed it back toward me."I asked her to show me back then, and she refused. Said you should be the one to ask before I ever got to see it." Now I didn't know what to think. But one thing was certain: if she'd handed it to me while fully aware of my relationship with Liam, she must have expected it to end up in his hands eventually."It's mine now, and I'm choosing to let you have it." Liam's lips pressed together, and his gaze softened."Violet, why do you trust me so much?" he asked suddenly, and honestly, I didn't have an answer for that. To me, it was a feeling, something I was working off instinct and judgment for. We didn't know each other's pasts well enough, not really, but I knew one thing for certain. I placed the file in his arms and smiled."The Liam I know will always find a way not to hurt me. If you do hurt me,