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“But I meant…do I have to tell Coach that something happened? Or…submit the lab results?”
I feel like someone at school needs to know. Someone did this to you. Someone that can do it to other people. Someone who could be on a sports team who needs to be expelled. But I guess that’s the cops’ job. It’s not your responsibility. I’m terrible at being a friend I guess. That’s why I’m alone. 🙃
Then, hoping that the sound of the water drowns out the noise, I cry.
Well zeke was right. He really needs a hug and a few good friends.
I’m looking at his face and catch his wince as we step outside. His eyes are squinted nearly shut. “You good, Coach?” I ask carefully.
What is up with this dude? He almost knocked into the wall last book and now this? Is he sick?
after I graduate and join the NHL.
Omg I forgot he was already drafted. He has a legit future planned. This trauma is going to be so hard on him in the public eye.
impenetrable dark
I feel like there was better word choice that could’ve been used here.
Something about the whole look makes me want to give him a hug.
You have to ask permission.
I hate him and love him in equal measure. I miss him even when he’s standing there, right in front of me.
I’ll forgive ONE SINGLE USE of the word heady for this little blip. I feel it so hardcore.
milk-chocolate eyes,
beauty is in the EYE of the beholder 😂
I’m sick of being a sad, broken thing.
You’re doing the work, Max. You’re trying to do things that make you feel more like before. Don’t let him bring you down. You’re doing good. I promise.
Max is—" “A grown ass man,”
YOU TELL HIM LUKE!
“Yeah. I do.”
Not to tell you what to do or anything but the likelihood of a panic attack luke won’t understand is really high.
I want to take his off with my teeth.
That just never works the way you think it will.
Come back here and kiss me.”
You’re going to be good for him. You say exactly what you want and there isn’t any guessing with you. It’ll help.
an unmistakable shot of fear travels up my spine.
Use your words.
I have a single, insane moment where I wonder if he’s choking me.
I don’t think he’s that kind of guy tbh.
Bile rises in my throat and I barely have a second’s notice before I roll to the side and vomit.
Oh my god. I don’t want to laugh but I’m laughing. Poor thing. You’re going to be so embarrassed.
“I’ll text you tomorrow,” he says, and I think: no, you won’t.
But he will! Of course he will!
Henri Vasel
Eyyyyy. My man!
His empty plate, I’m pleased to note.
You did it, Luke! Worked him up so good he finished a plate!
“Max—did you know that I’m blind?”
Oh okay. Not what I was expecting but an explanation anyway.
rucked
Rucked is the new heady and I am over it.
Bryce leans against the wall, bottle hanging from loose fingers, clearly in no hurry to go back to what he was doing.
Idk why but this reminds me of the blue beer guy from Crossroads.
I am not in the mood for this.
I don’t know how I’ll feel if we find out who raped Max in this book. It’s already far fetched that no one knows. The investigation would have meant every person at that party was interviewed. There’s no way it would stay a secret.
but I don’t want… I just need to be able to see your face, that’s all.”
We had this conversation last book which leads me to think the author could have a personal issue with it.
“I bet that piece of shit has done this before.
They literally just said three and two. That means four others? Don’t be dumb.
