Where We Left Off (Phoenix Falls, #1)

by Sapphire Hale

“River, will you go to Homecoming with me?”

AWWWW

“Fuck,” he murmurs, “I’m sorry, I’ll stop, that was too much, wasn’t it? I’m sorry, stay with me baby.”

i believe these bitches are younger than me i’m so jealous

“I can tell what you’ve been doing, River,” he growls. “You’re still in your fucking uniform, and you come home at eight p.m. flushed in the face and panting.”

oh my GOD yeah she was definitely having the biggest gang bang anyone’s ever heard of with HUGE men FULL of sperm 🙄 bffr

Actually, the thought of getting off whilst Tate and Mitch are both in the room is making me dizzy,

SHUT UP THATS YOUR MOTHER’S BOYFRIEND YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT OH MY GOD

I may hate that I want to touch him but I love being held.

“I wish it didn’t, too,”

i need answers i’m going fucking insane

“Hey baby,”

“I knew that my girl would be the sweetest little thing in here tonight.”

i’m sorry but aren’t you like what? 15? 16?

“As soon as they’re gone, I’m yours,”

i’m getting trauma flashbacks from ugly love

“Hey wife,”

the way i audibly gasped

Meet me at the changing rooms after final bell I’ve got something for you baby ;) Tate

why is this so fkn suspicious i feel like hudson wrote this

But for some reason, it just feels… off.

that’s what i’m fucking saying

I shove the note back into my bag and take the exit to the right, not knowing how wrong I was about to be.

hudson’s definitely gonna rape her or some crazy shit

“I didn’t bring any condoms,” he murmurs. “And you better not have any condoms. So unless you want me to knock you up tonight, I’m going to need you to cut it out.”

why was that kinda hot

And I know more than anything that his deepest fantasy involves getting a nice girl to say I do by a church altar and then pumping her pregnant for the rest of her life.

his hands roam the sides of my stomach as he adds on,

this man really has a pregnancy fetish huh

“We can’t eat here, because if we’re here we won’t be eating.” His eyes scroll down my front and they linger over the top button of my jeans. “Well, you won’t be eating,”

oop

“Get behind me, Backpack,”

As soon as I’m on, Tate grips my hands and pulls them tight around his middle. “Don’t for one second think of letting go,”

was he being measured?

do you… have to get… measured……. for condoms.. ?

“I’ll make it fit,”

oh.

I nod in agreement. He rewards me with another silken kiss.

they fucked and now im kinda bored tbh

“I went to church.”

i’m all for God and everything but his thing for God feels more like a fetish idk man

“River,”

i keep forgetting her name is a literal body of water i mean i guess that’s fitting for her being wet 99% of this book

He’s so sweet it makes me ache.

makes your 🐱 ache

only compensated by the fact that my mom will be happy that I’m officially her mini-me. I don’t even want that kind job.

WHAT DOES HER MOM EVEN DO I DONT THINK YOUVE TOLD ME ONE DAMN TIME WHAT HER MOMS JOB IS

All I know is that I’m going to be Professor Linton 2.0.

oh nvm i remember now she’s a professor lols

“I’ll only say this the one time, because I don’t want you to get angry with me,” he murmurs. “But there are other options for you. There are… other things that you can do.” He swallows. “And people who want to take care of you.”

he wants to pump you full of babies until y’all have your own school

Plus, Mitch is really attractive, so it wouldn’t gross me out if he thought about me naked.

shut the fUCK UP THATS YOUR ALMOST STEP DAD

I look down at them and my nails have turned purple. I’m icy cold as I think of what is happening. I know this reaction. My body knows this reaction more than my brain can comprehend right now, and all I can think about is the fact that I need to get as far away from here as possible.

what the fuck is happening rn i’m so confused

His fingers hurriedly push his top button through the loop and the zip down his fly, and then he presses his hand in between the denim and his underwear. He palms himself with anguished strokes over the stretched cotton.

umm why is he masturbating right now 🫥

“I never wrote you a note, River,”

it was hudson i’m telling you

“I’m dyslexic,”

why did i cackle

“I know. If this is anywhere near half as bad as what I’m thinking, I’m about to get arrested.”

WHAT WHY 💀💀💀💀

Three Years Ago

fucking finally

“I’m so glad that you could join us, baby,” Hudson taunts,

i FUCKING KNEW IT he’s gonna rape her isn’t he

The point is, you really disappointed him at Homecoming on his birthday, so I’m here to give you both a gift and rectify your problem.”

oh my god he is

I consider how, were he a completely different person, Hudson could have been a beautiful boy.

Obviously boys lie, and they’re damn good at doing it.

I should never have believed him, I think to myself. I knew that this was too good to be true. My trust. My faith. My fault.

No more skirts, I think to myself as I round the next corner, clutching onto my bag for dear life. No more skirts.

my eyes lock onto the face grinning at me straight through the window.

THATS FUCKING UNHINGED I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF JOKER

from looking at Tate’s face, I think that he’s about to piss on him.

WWWHAT 😭😭

my jeans are exactly as they were five minutes ago, when my mom’s boyfriend’s son was one minute away from fucking me in his truck.

🫥

Why is the one thing that I want the most, the thing that my mom wants for me the least?

maybe because his dad is her boyfriend? idk just a guess

Hudson is Tate’s step-brother.

good god

The amount of information that has come to light in the darkness outside of Mitch’s house is too much, too quickly, and I’m struggling to process all of it.

me with any of the information in this book

I’ve read stories about people dying from broken hearts, old couples leaving the world only days apart, because it’s like their body knows – it knows that the best part is over now and there is no longer any reason to stay.

that’s actually so sad and would definitely happen to me

Leaving Tate feels like the best part is over... and there is no longer any reason to stay.

oh. is she gonna kill herself

“Tate?” I ask, not feeling his body behind me. I turn around to see where he’s gone to and my breath catches in my throat.

he’s proposing