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Chapter 6 SIX

Word Count: 1237    |    Released on: 17/05/2025

A

before t

pushed through the curtains, cast

ing, letting my mind run through drills and strategy. Scrimmage

Audrey slep

in time. Golden hair fanned out on my pillow, her lips parted

I felt

I was sup

ed beside me in photos. The one everyone thought I'd marry. Fi

iked he

t fire. It w

sn't.

ght down fast an

. I needed clear thoughts and tight focus.

he mirror, Audrey was still asleep. Her body tuck

gently, brushi

open. A small smile curved

be at the rin

ghtly. "Same. Coach wants

ked up at me with sleepy eyes, li

eeping my voice even

onde hair into a sleek ponytail and wore her school-issued skating jacket. I slippe

rror, applying a quick swipe of gloss

a small sm

d together. People l

t myself thinking

the edges of my thoughts. H

ater bottle, and kissed my c

d again, grab

r, humming along to the radio

nds of her hair and the glint of her lip gloss. She looked soft.

city was coming to watch. Big deal, I guess. Her voice danced a

n I had to. But I di

ere on he

e her skin met the seat. I reached across and brushed my

was playful, but she pushed my ha

ning in close. Close enough to kiss her neck. Cl

hing, like a whisper of affection. Then she p

yourself

Jaw tight. Not angry-jus

felt like

h

f

disappear inside my skin. Now it felt like she was always holding so

was too tire

seatbelt, straightening her jacket and adjusting

e one last time

ice came out flat, even though I m

ssed my cheek, and s

bottle in one hand, skates in the other. She waved

't wav

e wheel, engine running. The radio played on, some

sn't

. unsa

ide me was caged.

clenched, fingers tapping

s sweet.

y, I was

wasn't eno

. I knew I shouldn't be doing this. We weren't supposed to talk on c

outh, her scent-was already invading my brain. I could

before I could tal

0 minutes. Locke

he point. I didn't

my phone buzze

d to talk on campu

ips. She always had to be cautious, didn't sh

back q

e money. Be the

ays did. Samantha had a way of following the rules until

the headrest, closing

rst night I saw her-at my house, trailing behind Macey, wearing that red l

ave been thinking about her like that. But there I was, watching

I had tried to ignore it, tried to act like she didn't ma

this pull that I couldn't fight. And t

ent. Ten minutes. I could feel the anticipation building.

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