Steve pov:
As soon as I watched the video, I burst out laughing uncontrollably. It was a classic case of humiliation for humiliation, but I couldn't help but feel entertained.
My baby boy can be so heartless and cold when he gets angry.
Suddenly, Luca's voice broke through my thoughts, "What should we do about Oliver? He's really pushing the limits."
I quickly closed my phone and slid it back into my pocket, turning to face him.
"We need to focus on Jeremy now. If we don't intervene, he's going to lose it soon," I replied. Luca nodded his head in agreement.
"I never would have thought that Jeremy was capable of this," Luca admitted, clearly taken aback by the situation.
"I was taken aback when Jeremy suggested that we should have sex at school. But I couldn't help but comply because his happiness means everything to me, even i
Jeremy pov:As I sat on the sandy beach, with my toes buried deep in the warm sand, I listened to the rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore. It was a picturesque sight, with the moon casting a soft glow on the tranquil waters. The gentle breeze carried with it a salty scent, and I felt my muscles slowly relaxing as I breathed in the fresh sea air.The sound of the waves was so peaceful that I closed my eyes, allowing to fully immerse myself in the calming atmosphere. As I did so, I could feel the cool water gently lapping at my feet, and I savored the sensation of the water on my skin.Suddenly, my peaceful reverie was interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching from behind me. My heart started racing with fear as I realized that this was a private beach, and I was not expecting any visitors.I opened my eyes and looked around frantically, trying to spot the intruder. A tap on
Steve pov:As Jeremy walked away, I felt a lump form in my throat and tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. Losing him was not an option, not after everything that has happened. I knew I had to tell him everything, all the secrets that I'd been hiding since my childhood.I couldn't bear to lose him, not after the good times we shared. The memories of those days were etched in my mind, and I couldn't let them fade away. I loved Jeremy, and I couldn't imagine a life without him.As soon as I left school, I hopped on my bike and headed straight home.I wasn't in the mood for any more classes, all I wanted to do was see Jeremy. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to want to see me, so I figured there was no point in sticking around.As I went inside my house, I could see my mom and dad sitting at the dining table.My dad noticed me and his face im
Jeremy pov:Oh my God, what is happening? I've been trying so hard to ignore him, and now he's going to stay with me.How am I supposed to keep my feelings in check and stay mad at him? Why does it feel like the universe is conspiring against me?I paced around my room, trying to calm down. I can't go downstairs now. I know he's waiting for me, ready to do something or say something that will make me fall for him all over again. And I know I will if I look into his eyes.Why can't I hate him for breaking my heart? Why do I still have feelings for him?It's all my parents' fault. Why did they have to let him move in with me without even asking me first?I can't go against my mom, or she'll cut off my credit card. I can't afford to lose that because of that idiot.I took a deep breath and decided to go downstairs and face
Third person pov:Steve and Jeremy are on their way to school, but the atmosphere inside the vehicle is tense and uncomfortable. Jeremy is driving with a stoic expression, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, while Steve is seated beside him, lost in his phone, seemingly determined to avoid any form of conversation.The silence between them is almost palpable, and it's clear that something is amiss.Suddenly, Steve breaks the silence."Jer..." he starts.Jeremy turns his head towards Steve. "What?" he asks."Can I get my bike keys?" Steve requests."No, you can't," he says, turning his attention back to the road."But I have to go to a party today," Steve explains."A party? Where?" Jeremy asks."At Luca's house," Steve replies.Jeremy thinks for
Jeremy pov:"Stop! I don't wanna talk to you," I said."It's all a lie, Jeremy," Oliver said, looking at me."No, it's true," Steve chimed in, looking at me with a stern expression."What's a lie? What's true?" I asked, feeling confused and a bit agitated."What did you hear?" Oliver asked, looking at me intently."I heard nothing. I just came and saw you two talking," I replied, still feeling a bit annoyed."Then why are you angry?" Steve asked, his eyes fixed on me."Because Oliver is talking to you so closely, and I hate it!" I exclaimed."Why don't you want Oliver to talk to me?" Steve asked, looking at me curiously."Because I hate you, and I don't want Oliver to get hurt like me. He's already been hurt so much because of you," I said, my voice trembling a bit.I could sense that he had something to say, but he was holding back. His face was stoic and unresponsive, making me feel uneasy and nervous. I wished he would just speak up and say that the allegations against him were fa
Oliver pov:I nervously made my way to the principal's office, my mind racing with thoughts of what I could have possibly done wrong. As far as I knew, I was the school's poster boy for good behavior, and I had every intention of keeping it that way. But there was something about this summons that made me uneasy.When I finally got to the door, I hesitated for a moment before knocking. A deep voice called out, inviting me inside. As I stepped through the doorway, my gaze darted around the room, looking for any sign of the principal. But the chair behind the desk was empty."Hello?" I called out uncertainly, my voice echoing in the quiet room.I was about to turn and walk away when I heard footsteps approaching from behind me. I spun around my heart racing, and found myself face to face with the last person I expected to see."No way," I thought, my eyes widened in disbelief. "Why
Jeremy pov:Maggie told me that she saw Steve at the football court and I instantly felt a rush of emotions. I knew I could not afford to waste any more time. I had to make things right with Steve. He's been through enough and he doesn't deserve the anger I've been showing him. I need to talk to him, hug him and kiss him. I won't let go of him again.As I approach the football ground, the energy is electric. People are scurrying around, chasing the ball. I'm searching for Steve amidst the chaos, but he's nowhere to be found."Who are you looking for, baby boy?" says a voice, interrupting my thoughts.I look behind and there he is; Steve, standing right in front of me. A smile spreads across my face as my heart races with excitement.He was standing just inches away from me. His football jersey hugged his toned body in all the right places, showcasing his perfect build. His
Jeremy pov:"Hey! Are you coming to pick me up, Oliver?" I asked eagerly, waiting for his response."Uh, I'm sorry buddy. I'm swamped today. Can we reschedule for another time?" Oliver replied apologetically."Ah, no worries. Take care and talk to you later." I responded.As I hung up, I noticed Steve staring at me with a stern expression. I couldn't help rolling my eyes before reaching out to hold his hand with mine."Why are you angry?" I asked him."I'm not angry," he snapped back."But why are you acting like you don't know anything? Just tell Oliver the truth and beat the living daylights out of him!"I couldn't believe what I was hearing."That would be so immature, Steve," I replied, hoping to calm him down."So, you're saying I'm immature?" he shot back, hi
Jeremy pov:I pushed him away, feeling disgusted by being near him. His face fell, but in an instant, he put on a smile.“How are you, jer?’’ he asked me.“I'm so good. and it's Jeremy for you." I replied coldly.“So you are still angry at me…” he said, hanging his head low.As he settled into a chair, his hands secured to the table with handcuffs, I took a seat opposite him, our eyes locking in a tense, charged silence."Talk to me, Jeremy. Please," he begged, his eyes pleading with mine.I slammed my hands on the table, causing Oliver to jump back in surprise."Why should I speak with you? I'll be angry with you until my last breath. What you did... It's not a game, Oliver. You hurt us, hurt everyone who loves you. And yet, we still feel sorry for leaving you alone here. That's our weakness. When I came here, I was scared, because seeing you reminds me of all the horrible things you did to me and your mother..." A tear rolled down my cheek as I spoke.Oliver's sorrowful expression d
Jeremy pov:***Three Year Later***"JEREMY!! WAKE UP!!" The shout jolted me awake, and I rubbed my eyes, groaning in pain as I got up from the ground."Why did you sleep on the ground?" Steve asked, concern in his voice."I fell down, you can call me slowly, no need to shout," I retorted, still feeling groggy."Sorry," Steve apologized, coming close and wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him."I made breakfast for you," he said softly."Thanks," I smiled, giving him a quick peck on the lips."Freshen up and come down. Mom, Dad, Mr. and Mrs. Bernard are waiting too," he informed me."Ok, sir," I teased and went to grab my clothes."I'm going!" he shouted before leaving my room.I stepped into the shower and cranked the faucet, feeling the cold water rush over my skin.Life is finally good and peaceful. We're all still recovering from the past traumas, especially Mrs. Hamilton and me. We've started seeing a therapist, and it's been helping a lot.Steve has been my roc
Jeremy pov:As I watched in terror, my heart skipped a beat as Steve crumpled to the ground, blood staining the spot where he had been shot. I rushed over to his side, desperately trying to rouse him."Steve, please wake up! Don't you dare leave me!" I cried out, clinging to his limp form.His eyes remained shut, his complexion turning pale. Oliver stood there, laughing like a heartless monster. He had pulled the trigger, taking the life of my beloved, his very own brother. At that moment, I realized I could despise him no more than I did already. Today, I longed for nothing more than to end his existence.As I stared up at Oliver, his twisted grin etched deeply into my memory, I couldn't shake off the sick pleasure that gleamed in his eyes. He revelled in the pain he had caused, and in that moment, I silently vowed to myself that he wouldn't get away with it. I was determined to make him pay for the anguish he had inflicted upon everyone around him."I'll end you, Oliver," I seethed,
Jeremy pov:In the dimly lit alley, Steve's heart was pounding like a drum, he held me close, my breath warm against his neck. With every step, the sound of his footsteps echoed like a haunting melody. Shadows danced around us as we were running out of the building.My heart was beating loudly, and I was still in shock, one minute everything was ok, but the next minute everything was a mess and we were running for our lives keeping Maggie's life at stake. I felt frustrated for feeling helpless and became weak because of Oliver. I trained hard to face this situation but the trauma is making me weak.The gunshots around the building made me even more scared, Steve's grip on my arm tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh, a silent reassurance that we were in this together.“I will not let anything happen to you, Jerry,” Steve said breathing heavily.I couldn't form words as I just closed my eyes, but suddenly Steve stopped in the way. My gaze was fixed on the ground, and when Steve
Jeremy pov:As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt the warm sun rays on my face. I stretched my limbs and pushed the blanket away. Feeling a bit groggy, I made my way to the bathroom. With half-opened eyes, I turned the shower on and let the water cascade over my body. It was such a blissful feeling that I wished I could stay there forever.I picked up the shampoo and lathered my hair. The scent of lavender filled up the steamy room. I took my time to rinse my hair and let the water wash away all the stress from my body. Finally, I turned the faucet off and wrapped the towel around my hips.As I walked into the room, I caught Steve's gaze. He was sitting on the bed, his eyes tracing every curve of my body. I couldn't help but smirk at his expression. His cheeks were flushed, and he looked away, embarrassed. "Why are you here?" I asked, trying to keep my poker face on."There is an important matter to discuss, everyone is waiting for you," he replied while avoiding eye contact and stari
Oliver pov:My voice echoed through the hallway as I shouted at the group of men, "What the hell do you think you are doing?"The men quickly lowered their heads in apology, "Sorry, boss. We are sorry."I clenched my fists, struggling to contain my anger as I walked past them. I made a mental note to remember their faces. They would surely face consequences for mocking me.How could they even think that I backstabbed Sebastian and took his kingdom? I had worked tirelessly to earn my place as the rightful ruler, and I wasn't going to let anyone question my authority.As I made my way towards my office room, my heart was pounding with anticipation. I couldn't wait to check on my beloved Jeremy and see how he was doing.I sat down on my chair, took a deep breath, and opened my laptop. But what I saw on the screen left me reeling.Jeremy was at the gym, and Steve had kissed him without his consent. My heart sank as I read the details of what had happened. Jeremy had been caught off guard,
Jeremy pov:The struggle is real. Whenever his skin brushes against mine, it sets off an inferno inside me that I cannot seem to quell. Despite knowing that I should resist his advances, his kisses are so irresistible, making it impossible for me to keep my guard up.Whenever he moves closer, my heart starts to race, and my resolve crumbles with each passing moment. It's as if he has some kind of mysterious power over me that I cannot resist.“Steve…” I try to protest, to tell him to stop, but my voice fails me every time. His lips on my neck make me lose myself, and I find myself entangled in his hair, surrendering to his touch. It's a constant battle between my head and my heart, and at this moment, my heart is winning the war.As I uttered his name, "Steve...", the air around us seemed to crackle with electrifying energy. Standing before me, Steve was the epitome of temptation, his every touch, every caress of his lips on my skin, held me captive in a way that was both thrilling
Jeremy pov:The next few days felt like an endless cycle of sadness and confusion. Every moment seemed to weigh me down with the heaviness of what had happened. The images of betrayal kept playing over and over in my mind, like a broken record that refused to stop. My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, and I didn't know if I could ever put it back together again.Just as I was lost in my thoughts, I heard a knock on my door. I got up to answer it and found Luca and Maggie standing outside, looking concerned. I tried to put on a brave face and gave them a fake smile, but I knew they could see through it."Yeah, what do you want, guys?" I asked, not really sure who was on the other side."We want to talk to you about Steve," Luca said, his voice sounding tense."I don't know who he is," I replied, feeling a little irritated."Don't talk like that, jer. Please listen to what he has to say. There's been a misunderstanding," Maggie interjected, trying to calm the
Jeremy pov:"Hey, what video are you talking about, Maggie?" I asked, curious about what she wanted to show me."Come here," she said, motioning me to sit beside her on the sofa.As she connected her phone to the TV, I watched the blank screen, wondering what could be so important. But then, Oliver's face appeared, and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe my eyes, Oliver was supposed to be dead!Despite what Steve and everyone else had told me, I was now seeing him right in front of me, alive and well. It was a moment of pure shock and disbelief, one that I'll never forget.As soon as Oliver's voice echoed through the speakers, my heart skipped a beat. I could feel my skin crawl as his words sank in."I've missed you so much, Jer. I wish I could hold you right now," he said, his tone filled with longing.My mind raced with fear as I heard his words. My hands trembled uncontrollably until Maggie took hold of my hand, calming me down."Jer, I've missed our daily talks. I wish we