LOGINLEON'S POVWe all sat around the dining room, the air thick with the scent of pot roast. Dinner at my house was usually a chore for me, but now with the added presence of Rose and her parents, I felt even more awkward and pressured.The weight of their presence sat heavily on my shoulders, making me extremely aware of every single sound or movement around me.Roseās father was a man cut from the same cloth as my father. And he kept nodding in agreement to every word the latter spoke.āIt has been a triumph of faith so far,ā my dad said, as they continued discussing the closing ceremony of the church program.The week-long marathon of sermons and fellowship had mercifully come to an end that evening.āI agree,ā Rose's dad replied. āFrankly, the whole thing blew my expectations. I knew people would show up but stillā¦God outdid himself.āI stared down at my plate, pushing a cube of potato through a pool of gravy. My skin felt too warm from my own restlessness. Every time Rose shifted in
ROSE'S POVThe glow from my phone screen was the only thing illuminating my room.The contact was saved under a simple, innocuous name, but the messages underneath were anything but. Iād spent weeks stitching the narrative together, the secret meetups, the late-night texts, the way Leonās eyes glazed over whenever Aaron Walsh was mentioned.I knew exactly what Aaron was. I knew exactly what he was doing and I could no longer keep it a secret. Not when keeping it a secret was standing in the way of what I wanted.I pulled back the edge of my curtain, the moonlight catching the dark silhouette of the truck parked at the curb. It was unmistakable.Iād spent all afternoon orchestrating the circumstances, a series of subtle, breadcrumb-like clues that led Leonās father to believe he was āchecking the perimeterā of the property tonight.I watched, holding my breath, as the front door creaked open. He stepped out, his posture stiff, his flashlight beam cutting a harsh, white swathe through t
LEON'S POV The hallway that led to the abandoned gym was usually empty, the shadows long and thick, a perfect place for Aaron to pin me against the peeling paint.I hadn't even heard him coming, just felt the sudden, crushing shift in the air when he blocked my path. My heart skipped a beat even as I tried to keep my composure.āMove,ā I blurted out.Aaron ignored, studying me silently with a care that made my heart lurch.āI saw you talking with Damian. What were you and him talking about?ā he asked, his voice low, and full of uncharacteristic warmth.I looked away, fixing my gaze on a stubborn scuff mark on the floor. āNothing that concerns you, Aaron. Weāre allowed to talk. You don't need to know all the conversations I have with people.āāI don't care about the conversations you have with people, I care about this one,ā Aaron said, stepping closer until his chest was inches from mine.We were alone here, and that alone seemed to increase my attraction to him. I could smell the sh
DAMIAN'S POV The evening air was thick with the scent of impending rain, but it did nothing to cool the restless energy humming under my skin.Dakota sat on the porch steps, tossing a pebble into the dark yard, while I leaned against the railing, nursing a cold can of coke.The house behind us was empty, a rare stillness that usually offered relief, but tonight, it only made the thoughts in my head louder.āWhy did you even follow me out here if you were just going to be quiet?ā Dakota said, raising her eyes from her phone.I scoffed, taking a sip of my drink. āIf you wanted someone to talk to, you wouldn't have come out here, so just enjoy the gift of silence that I'm giving to you, Dakota.āāShut up,ā she murmured.I sighed, the sound lost in the rustling trees. Truthfully, my mind kept drifting back to the party, to the way Aaron had looked at me, like he was genuinely disappointed.And then he'd attacked me. Okay so maybe I went a bit overboard with mentioning his mom but then I
LEON'S POV The next day, I was sittng in the dim light of the library, the glow of the laptop screen reflecting in my eyes. My brow furrowed as I stared at the comment notification. It was from a user who had been persistently popping up for weeks, and just a little too familiar. It definitely wasn't Aaronās old account, but the cadence of the words felt like him.āEverything alright?ā May asked, leaning closer.I quickly clicked away, shaking my head. āIt's nothing. Just trying to finish this chapter before the bellā¦āThe bell shrieked, cutting me off.May laughed, gathering her books. āOh, bummer. Guess you'll have to pause after all and refuel. Iām looking forward to the new chapter tonight, by the way.āI managed a genuine smile. āMe too. I can't wait to finish it and post.āAs we fell into step with the crowd of students shuffling toward the cafeteria, May nudged my arm. āCan I read it? Before itās posted?āI paused, feigning deep consideration before letting out a chuckle. ā
LEON'S POV The pounding on the wood was frantic, desperate. I shoved Aaron, my hands scrambling against his chest. āGet up! Get up, you idiot!āAaron didn't move at first, just slowly peeled his eyes open like a cat. I almost laughed from how heavy with sleep they looked.āUgh, be calm,ā he whispered, then he slid out of the bed with a grace that mocked my frantic terror. āI swear to God Aaron if you don't move faster I'm going toā¦āI was immediately interrupted by another loud knock.Meanwhile Aaron took one look at my face, then dove straight into the closet, pulling the door shut until it clicked.I took a sharp, jagged breath, trying to slow my heart rate, and willed my hands to stop shaking. I walked to the door and unlocked it, pulling it open just enough to see my fatherās face. It was red, his veins pulsing at his temples.āUmā¦Iām here, Dad. Iām sorry,ā I said, keeping my voice as steady as I could manage.He pushed past me, his eyes sweeping the room like a hawk. āTurn on
LEON'S POVThe room was lit up by the steady light from the laptop screen.āDamian slammed his huge, veiny cock into me...āI chewed on my bottom lip as I typed the words with shaking fingers, my breaths coming out fast in the silent room. My heart was racing so hard, it felt like it'd burst out o
LEON'S POV After the final bell, I didn't head for the bus. Instead, I slipped through the shadows of the hallway, moving toward the gym.The air here was surprisingly cooler, smelling of damp concrete and decades worth of dusty trophies.After going around and noting down everything I needed, I f
LEON'S POV āAhā¦ā I groaned weakly as I blinked awake at the sound of the alarm beeping. The morning sun seemed a lot harsher than usual as it spilled through the glass windows of my bedroom.āShit,ā I groaned, pressing a shaky hand to my temple.The little throbbing I felt at the back of my head
LEON'S POV āBut dadā¦āāI said, kneel.āWith a heavy heart, and no more response, I dropped to my knees instantly, my knees hitting the wood. I didn't dare look up. My thin school pants offered no protection, and the tent in my trousers was still there, proud and unafraid of my father's wrath.Le







