LOGINKehlani.
It took me all the courage In life I had to look Trevor Casper in his eyes to say it. I didn't wait for his response. I grabbed my document and ran faster than Barry Allen.
I'm catching my breath in class as I bow my head and the rate at which my heart is accelerating is bad. Did I just say no to him?
It's time for history and olive won't be in class, but Trevor offers this subject, I know.
I'm lost in thought until students start entering the class, then I notice people at the entrance clearing the way for someone. Trevor.
I threw my face immediately as he entered, followed by Maddie and Elliot, holding hands. I can't help but feel uncomfortable.
“Hello, class.”
The teacher walks in, getting everyone's attention. “Please do well to sit in twos. We're going to do a quick quiz.”
The sound of shoes shuffled as people paired.
A guy sat with me but Trevor leaned in.
“Hey, scram.”
I looked up, he was serious, telling the guy who sat with me to leave. Scared by his formidability, he shakily takes his bag and leaves.
“What was that for?” I blurted but he didn't say a word. He shifted the table closer so we were in a tight space and sprawled his hands over the chair.
“Really?” I raised a brow and he finally looked at me. My stomach does this weird fluttery thing.
“That was bold of you.”
“What?”
“Saying no.”
“Well, good.” I try to act like I'm not nervous.
“You'd come back to me.” He taps his foot.
“Oh, please.”
“Yes, you would. You'd accept my proposal. I mean look at your dearest ex….”
I watched how he holds Maddie dearly, they're saying something I can't hear but laugh in-between. He pushed a strand of hair from her eyes and the sadness in my heart overwhelmed me.
Trevor laughs. “See that look on your face. Like you want to pounce on him, at least, make it subtle.”
I blinked. “I'm not…affected.” I lied.
“Liar. You're jealous. Too much. Deep down, you want to curse and swear and…” his face is inches away from mine. His breath was minty and every inhale, God, I wanted to kiss him.
“....and make him regret leaving you.”
Trevor was right. All he said was exactly how I felt. He talked like he'd been in my shoes or knew my story.
“Let me help you. Lower that standard.”
I sighed. “Listen, I don't know but I think that's a bad idea, like, don't you understand? Us dating would set the entire school on fire.”
“Yes. Good. You need me, Kehlani.”
“I don't even know if I could trust you.”
“I never asked you to trust me. Whatever we're doing isn't genuine. It's fake and beneficial to us both…so?”
“You really must hate Elliot.” I complained.
“Hate is an understatement. I want to crush him.”
Our history teacher continued talking. “Silence please! Let's start.”
Trevor whispered. “You don't seem to be hungry for revenge. Do you? Don't be a coward to let someone hurt you and get away with it. Accept my offer, we'll watch Elliot crumble.” His voice is laced with bitterness and confidence.
Facing the front to listen to the ongoing lesson, my head is swirling with a lot of thought. I can't seem to concentrate.
After the quiz, Trevor distanced himself from me and Olive was back in class. While school was over, she kept on holding me back about this party.
“Come on, it's just a party, chill girl.”
“I'd rather sleep on my bed.”
“Kehlani, you got to put yourself together and have fun. Please. For me.”
I sighed. “I'll think about it.”
At home, I'm on my bed, checking out snaps from my camera roll. A tear slipped from my eyes when I saw Elliot's face. His team won that day. It's almost impossible to believe after everything we had and did together, he still left me. He didn't think about my emotions. Then, we used to sneak into the rink and play and kiss. How could he? What did I do to deserve this pain? As my thoughts crushed me, the door swung open and it's olive in a hot pink dress.
“Hey, girl!” She shrieks and I wipe my tears, sitting. Her hair is in a tight updo ponytail.
“How did you?"
“I told your mom. She says yes. We're allowed to go. Come on.”
“Ahhh.” I buried the pillow on my head. “Who's party is this?”
“Hillary.” She opened my drawer.
“Isn't she like the Maddie squad bitches thingy?”
“But she's not Maddie.”
“I don't wanna go.”
“Yes, you will. Come on.” Olive scrambled for a dress and I made her pick something very simple that I was comfortable in. She said it wasn't attractive but I didn't mind. A few minutes later, we took a cab there.
The house is bustling with classmates and loud music. This wasn't really my thing. The first party I went to was with Elliot. It was forced. While we entered, some of Olive's friends from music class greeted her.
“Hey, you look good.”
“Hi, oh my gosh.” Olive hugs them and I just smile awkwardly. In terms of social hierarchy at school, olive was above me. Yes, I'm a nerd but….I was still surprised how popular Elliot managed to date me.
Before a blink of the eyes, Olive had left me standing by the door. Shit. I decided to walk around. In the living room. It reeked of alcohol and cups were piling everywhere. Some people gathered for a truth or dare game which I despised.
“Who invited her?”
Maddie's voice came from behind and I turned. Hillary, Stacey and Maddie stare at me awkwardly.
“Just let her be, Maddie. Everyone is invited.” Hillary smiled at me.
Maddie eyed me. “You're dressed like you're going to church.”
They giggled before walking to join the guys on the couch and I sat on the staircase, watching them having the best time of their life. Those guys were Elliot's crew. And outside, Trevor's. They never agreed with themselves, that's why they were separated.
“Truth or dare?”
My attention drew back to the scene. Maddie was sitting on Elliot's lap. Twisting like a worm. The question was directed at him.
“Truth.”
“Why did you date Kehlani? The nerd girl.” A guy asked.
The rest erupted in whoa’s and my heart skipped for a moment. It's beating faster than normal.
“Two things. One, I just wanted to mess with her. Josh, Remember our bet, yeah, just to know what it's like down there.”
I'm breathing rapidly now ... .hands clutched onto my chest.
“......Two, for my hockey image. She made me the spotlight of school. Her being in the photography club made it easier. Leveraging her skills to boost my image. I was featured in the school's magazine plus the school's media. Honestly, she's been useful.”
“Whoooooooa!”
I hear them all cheer and laugh. Hot tears rolled from my eyes and I'm on my feet, pushing past the crowd and running outside fast. People are staring but I just don't care. The music fades and I hear my name.
“Kehlani!
“Kehlani!”
I slow down at a streetlight, gasping for air and sobbing rapidly. As I blinked away the tears, Trevor is in front of me, his hands wrapped around my shoulders.
“Hey, what's wrong?” He cups my face and I'm crying uncontrollably.
“I want to die.” I murmured.
“What happened? Is it Elliot or Maddie?”
“I….I…he….I…..I can't…..do…..he….”
I'm stammering and can't say anything. He pulled me into his embrace. I sobbed into his chest forgetting about what Olive said about him.
“Do you know both of us could be the most unstoppable force? Just like how you made Elliot champion, you can destroy his hockey career. Together, we can bring him down.”
His eyes never left mine. “With my influence and your intelligence.”
I sniffed and he continued. “But only if you accept my deal and we'll bring this asshole down.”
I opened my mouth to say something. “I….”
Suddenly Elliot's voice cut through.
“Well, isn't this cozy?”
I shivered, unexpectedly, siren blared from a distance and a police car sped to our direction. A loud voice commands.
“The three of you! Put your hands in the air!!!”
Kehlani The hallway had been silent only seconds ago. Now, I'm seeing strangers in my apartment. I was so scared, an uneasy feeling settled over my skin, crawling down my spine. Then two figures stepped out from the emergency stairwell. Black hoodies, masks and gloves. My blood turned cold. One of them glanced toward the elevators before fixing his eyes on us."There they are."Before my brain could even process what was happening, the second man strode toward us."Phones," he barked. "Wallets. Watches. Everything."My fingers loosened around my bag and fell onto the polished floor. Trevor instinctively stepped in front of me."Easy," he said, his voice calm. "Nobody needs to get hurt."The taller robber laughed. "You her boyfriend?"Trevor didn't answer.The robber yelled. "I asked you a question!”"I am."The robber smirked. "Thought so."He looked Trevor up and down before nudging his partner. "He'll have money."My heart hammered violently. This wasn't real. This couldn't be real
Kehlani “Are you…are you serious right now?” Jade was completely stunned. “I don't understand.”“Come on. Don't you remember what we talked about?” Trevor raised his brow. “When you said I could get someone to keep me company just for a while.”She scoffed. “Well, I wasn't serious about it. You didn't even tell me last session. I thought I could help you. I'm your therapist. Whatever you're saying, I'm here for you.” Her voice was laden with care as she placed a hand on his shoulder. “Um, I'm just going to go back in.” I said and left for the kitchen immediately. I don't think I should interfere. I stayed in the kitchen all through till I was done preparing the chicken broth. While it was ready, I served it in a bowl with a spoon and walked back to the dining room, carefully placing the bowl on the table. The steam curled in the air. “Thank you.” Trevor smiled warmly into my eyes. “You're welcome.” I returned the smile. Jade looked down on the bowl as if she was inspecting it. “
Kehlani “What would you like to eat?” I asked him, tapping my fingers on the table. He shrugged lazily. “I don't know.”I thought for a while. “Well, would you like chicken noodle soup?”He scrunched his face and shrugged.“Vegetable soup?”The same expression. I rested my hands on my hips and stared up the ceiling. “Okay. I could make rice porridge.” I laughed. His gaze lingered on me through half lidded eyes and hummed. “Well, maybe. I don't know.” He replied, unsure. I sighed. “You seem to be a patient that would stress alot.”“Don't blame me. Blame it on my taste bud.” he swallowed and his face scrunched up, the sore throat would have been so painful. Oh, damn. I feel so sorry for him. I was about to say something before his therapist, jade interrupted me. “I wouldn't make rice porridge if I were you.” We both turned. She was coming downstairs and now she was in a pair of leggings and an oversized sweater. So, that was what she wore when she came in. She stopped by the table
KehlaniShe clutched her chest. “Oh my gosh.”I swallowed and held the medicine bag tight so it wouldn't let go of it. I don't understand what's going on and why there's a woman in here. Why is she halfnaked? Who's she? My fingers tingled and my brain is still trying to process what I'm seeing. “Who are you?!” We both blurted together, then the hallway fell silent. She's a blonde lady. I looked at her face, then her pointed nose and down to her body. Skin like milk. So, Trevor has a nice taste for ladies? And he lied to me he's not seeing anyone. By the way, did he do this on purpose? He knew I was coming and now I'm meeting a lady in a bra and panties. What the hell is going on?I cleared my throat. “Um, hi. I'm just here to see Trevor.”She dropped her hands from her chest revealing her full breasts. “So, who are you?”“I'm his….” I paused. Should I say fake girlfriend or just girlfriend? “I'm a friend.”She flipped her hair. “Well, Trevor isn't himself right now. He doesn't need
Kehlani I stepped into campus when the afternoon was bright and windy. Something caught my attention from the massive digital screen that showcased him. I blinked just to ensure I wasn't seeing things and it was true. Trevor was on the screen. So, he's gotten this popular? How come I've never heard about him? The words flashed across the screen : Manhattan blizzards best player. A small crowd had gathered beneath it, watching. Some girls were talking about how handsome he was. I smiled while watching before walking away. Adjusted my hand bag and found my way to the Art Section. Later, I found myself in the usual lecture hall. The room buzzed and I'm surprised to see Andy in school. He came. He sat beside me and I smiled. “Hey, Kehlani. How are you?” He took the seat next to me. “Hi, Andy. I'm cool. What's up? You came to school today.” I tugged my hair behind my ear. “Yeah. Just decided not to skip today.”“Mhm. Wonderful.” I nodded. “Hope everything is going well for you? And
Kehlani A grin plastered on his lips. “Hey.” He said to me, “Hi.” It quickly came out of my mouth. “Hey, Casper.” The guys walked towards Trevor and they shook hands. I saw his name on the back of the shirt. Brooks, 8. He must be the Noah Trevor talked about. They both said something before he trailed off. Trevor then stared at me, keenly. “What?” I smiled. Suddenly, the quiet locker room began filling with voices and laughter. Bags but the floor and guys cheered. Someone shouted. “Yo, Casper!”Another player looked at me. “Oh, who do we have here?”It came to my senses that I was the only woman in their midst while some guys started to pull their hoodies, and another reached for his jersey. Heat rushed through my cheeks and I stared at Trevor shyly. “Uhh, I think I should go.” “Yeah.” He gently reached for my hands. “Come on.”I looked down at our joined hands for a second before following him. His teammates watched us leave and one yelled. “So, that's your girlfriend.”“Mind
Kehlani The room went silent. I wasn't expecting him. Wait. Is he following me now? What's his business with my club and siding with me. I'm not giving him a chance to help me. “You don't understand. This is a talk between us, photographers and not outsiders.” Zara stated clearly. Elliot scoffed
Kehlani I screamed and the door opened with Olive laughing so hard. My chest slumped and I froze. “Olive?”She clutched her chest, wheezing. “You should have seen your face.” She breathed out and I pushed her away, straight to the living room, making her fall on the bed and play fighting with her.
Kehlani Trevor's arm was still wrapped around my waist. We were both shocked. Was it a ghost or it really was Elliot. He sat on the bleachers, hands in his jacket pocket, watching. I feel Trevor breathing hard, that look of irritation written all over his face. He then skated towards the seat with
Kehlani Dad was home. He baked me muffins. Made me lay on the couch and put on a cartoon for me to watch, still cooking in the kitchen making sure I was comfortable. As I ate, I checked my phone. The class group chat had 2k+ messages. Everyone had heard about the news. I got stabbed by Elliot. Now







