Alle Kapitel von Almost Honest: Kapitel 21 – Kapitel 30

JUNE’S POVI somehow felt bad for what I said to Adrien earlier. It felt wrong but I knew it was needed. “You can’t go to a party like this.” Jules said as she dressed up.“Agreed.” Savannah added.“I’m not changing out of this.” I said. “Are you wearing a top underneath?” Savannah asked me as she dabbed setting powder on her made up face. “Yeah.” I responded.They let it go after realizing I wasn’t budging. I stepped into what seemed like a pool party.“Oh shit.” I heard Savannah say. “We didn’t get the memo.” Jules said in response.Reluctantly, we walked in. People swimming in this weather was nothing short of bizarre to me?Was I the only one who thought the weather was bloody cold? “Carter, Jules, Sav, welcome to the party!” Theo walked towards us before taking in our outfits and laughing.“Don’t be a moron.” Jules said to him.“Am I the one who looks like a moron here?” He retorted playfully.“Don’t worry, my sister has some swimsuits if you want to fit in.” He added. “Or

ADRIEN’S POV “And that’s what happened.” I finished explaining to Theo and some of the guys about what happened. “Is she okay now?” Theo asked. “Yeah.” I replied. I checked my phone and texted her. YOU : “hope you’re doing better.” I looked up to find three pairs of eyes looking at me. “What?” “You’re cooked.” Theo responded. “For saving a life?” I scoffed. “You carried her into a hospital.” Max started. “That’s basic human decency.” I replied. “Then kissed her.” Elliot continued. “She kissed me.” I defended. “She was literally sedated.” Theo deadpanned. “That part was slightly accidental and it happened under stressful circumstances.” I started, realizing what this was. “We’re done here.” The worst decision of my life was telling them anything. “Come on! Just admit it. We’ve never seen you that stressed over anything that isn’t football.” Max told me. He wasn’t wrong. Immediately, we heard what happened from inside the house. We rushed down

JUNE’S POV“So they invited you to have dinner with them?” My mum said.“What are you going to wear?!” She added before immediately rushing to her room and throwing out clothes.I changed outfits four times before deciding that I looked equally unimpressive in all of them.If I wanted to get Mr Hayes’ approval, I had to look the part too.I didn’t know what they expected from me. Maybe softer voices, better clothes, less obvious desperation?Whatever it was, I hoped I could imitate it long enough to survive dinner.“This one. Your grandma bought me this dress years ago when I started job hunting but I only wore it once.” She held up a long polka dotted dress with a square neckline. It was soft and flowing.“Go try it on.” She shooed me toward my room.I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The dress hugged my waist tight and pushed up my breasts slightly. The dress stopped just above my ankles.“I hear someone needs a makeover!” Jules’ voice rang out as she walked into the flat.“

JUNE’S POV I thought getting home would clear my head, but it didn't. Everywhere felt too quiet, every thought somehow led back to Adrien and his family.“Tell me everything.” I heard Jules say over the phone.“Hello to you too.” “I watched you disappear into the Hayes’ mansion for four hours. Start talking!” She said it made me laugh.“Four hours is a stretch, don’t you think?” I replied.“JUST TALK!” She yelled over the phone.“Okay, so…” I narrated the entire sequence of events to the best of my ability to Jules, not leaving any detail out.As we talked, I carefully undressed and began cleaning the little makeup she applied on my face.“You defended him? In front of his family? In your first meeting?!” She exclaimed like it was that big of a deal. Seriously, why was everyone exaggerating?“They were being unfair, I couldn’t stand it.” I explained.“You were literally sitting,” she said jokingly. “You were angry. That’s new,” “I was not.” “You just said his father was emotional

JUNE’S POVI was halfway through revising when my phone rang. Mum?She rarely calls during her working hours, except when something is wrong.Something twisted inside my stomach before I even answered.“Hello?” I spoke.“Hi sweetheart,” I heard her say. She didn’t sound bubbly like she used to, she sounded tired.“Your dad,” she began and took a breath. I felt panic rising in my chest even though I didn’t know what she was about to say.“Is everything alright?” I asked her, trying to calm down.“He collapsed, they’re taking him to a hospital.” She explained. My chest felt tight. The words registered individually before they made sense together.“I’ll be right there,” I managed to say before ending the call.I rushed to the train after my mum sent her location. A woman beside me eyed me, she was concerned. I was sweating and breathing loudly. “Are you okay?” She asked and I passed her a small smile, appreciative of her concern.Hospitals always felt tight, I felt transported into