Reckless - S01 E41

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Reckless - S01 E41

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 41

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Gasps. Screams. Breathlessness.

Every existing shock-induced action played out in the faces of students.

Palms flew to cover mouths, legs stretched up to stand, and eyes popped they nearly neglected their sockets for the ground.

Especially Stacy.

She looks like someone told her to breathe through her mouth cus it’s crazily wide.

Cove’s lower lips is bleeding in the middle from the cut it got, but he still looks unaffected like the punch meant nothing as he stared at Dorian whose breaths are all-over the place.

Dorian is still planted in front of him, looking like a businessman who got cheated by his business partner on their returns.

The cameras recording all-over the cemetery right now means nothing. The watching eyes right now means nothing. His reputation and public figure Sh|t means nothing.

He just wants to….

Murder this bastard in front of him.

Thieving bastard.

“I should have known, that forcing myself on you to be friends would later bring me down this path.” Dorian muttered to Cove’s face, making sure he’s the only one hearing it. “I told you—not once, not twice, that I’m sure about my feelings for her, that I like her a lot, but you had to….”

He punched Cove again for the second time, and Cove staggered, leaning on the tombstone.

The second round of gasps tore from the throats of students.

Stacy’s phone nearly dropped from her. She had to hold tight.

From another angle, Kane frowned, the glass of mocktail with him feeling too light suddenly.

He wants to throw it.

“Why the hell is the Pyro not hitting back? Wonder what he’s planning,” he muttered.

“But you had to make that move!!” Dorian yelled, holding Cove by the front of his hoodie. “Do you have no human feelings at all? Is there a heart in your chest? No…are you even human at all? Now I get why you’ve always been friendless! Who the hell in their right senses would wanna befriend a sick guy like you!”

The silence in the cemetery is deafening. If this is a horror movie, this is when a blood-curdling jump-scare happens.

Dorian looked back, his eyes meeting with Stacy who looks like she’s the most affected by the show.

Her eyes are still popped, the goth makeup not hiding even a little bit of her beauty. If anything, she looks dangerously beautiful tonight.

Dorian’s head banged, and he immediately wants to leave Cove and go to her just to have a little sniff of her pink rose scent.

Cove finally made a move. He straightened up from the tombstone, and Dorian’s grip loosened from the front of his hoodie.

Now the cut on his lower lip is deeper cos of the second punch, and blood has spread over that same lip he looks like a vampire who just finished draining blood.

“The thing is… Wesley…” He smirked darkly. “Next time you chose a friend, run deeper researches and find out their quirks and innermost layers. Find out if they’re actually very sane or half sane or totally insane—if they feel attachments or shred it. Find out if they really wanna be friends.”

Dorian opened his mouth to talk, but Cove came closer, mouth to his ear slowly. “If a person is deaf and insane at the same time, it’s your sign to stay off his way, Wesley.”

He pushed Dorian out of his way and left that tombstone.

Dorian couldn’t move. He kept standing there like he has just been told a shameful history.

Cove came face-to-face with Stacy, though her eyes are now less wide, but her foot is still so sweaty inside her heels, and she could hear the thumping of her mind as their eyes locked, till he walked past her.

He walked out of the cemetery gate, and two people followed him.

Trinidad and Kane.

Students still look dumbfounded, still holding their cameras in place for the rest of the tea when Dorian moved closer to Stacy.

He tried to take her hand, but she shook her head, stepping back.

“Stace—”

She just stepped back again, and his eyes nearly turned teary.

“Oh my gawd! The internet! Is anyone else online? DIAMONDS are raging!” A student announced.

The cameras went down immediately, and everyone went online, then gasps multiplied.

Even Dorian pulled out his phone and went online, and his eyes came wide when he saw it.

DIAMONDS are on every platform, expressing their rate for Cove.

Curses. Death wishes. Dragging.

• I wonder who the hell he thinks he is, a god?

• The fact that he hurt the BIG Rian!

• Yunno since that night Rian introduced him as his best friend in the last concert, I’ve been keeping tabs on that guy!

• Looking for the most unattractive character existing? It’s him! He’s so Fuçkin ugly too! He’s a scholarship student of RIDE I’m telling you he’s so Fuçkin arrogant!

• Oh that’s weird! Scholarship and arrogant? And now hurting Riri’s feelings by kissing the girl Riri likes?

• Hope he burns to death with his whole family. No, someone needs to bludgeon him to death right now!

• His family already died in the Bronx, don’t worry.

• Family? You mean graveyard guard father and bathhouse maid mother?

• Gross! How did Rian even end up befriending such guy!

• I’m telling you my Rian is too kind and now he’s hurt!

• Long life is never yours, COVID!

• Hope you die in that garage with no hope of rising you sewage rat!

• Did anyone see the Cemetery fight already? Riri beat him and he couldn’t even lift a finger.

• Y’all go to twitter! h@tërs are calling Riri a violent problematic artist!

• They’re mad! I’m on my way to twitter! Even if COVID dies by Riri’s hands, it’s worth it! That betrayer is wasting air by breathing!

• May you die nine hundred times over and over, COVID!

The comments are horrendously horrible, and while most of the students are laughing and reading the curses especially the COVID name, Dorian is shaking his head.

DIAMONDS even created betrayer stickers with Cove’s blurry pictures from the garage.

They’re all-over the platforms. They’re more than running wild.

Dorian ran out of the cemetery, and the DIAMONDS among the students rushed after him since he’s not with guards, but he was fast enough to get into his car and speed off.

Outside the cemetery gates, Cove is on top of his bike, Trinidad by his left and Kane by the right.

“Why the hell would you allow him to hit you without retaliating?” Trinidad questioned.

“He has a plan, I just can’t prove it,” Kane muttered.

“You shut up,” Trinidad faced him. “Aren’t you a first year student? When did juniors start interacting freely with seniors?”

Kane just nodded, wordless.

“You kissed the girl he likes?” Trinidad continued. “It’s not who I’m thinking, is it?”

Cove took that bottom lip into his mouth, licking off the blood.

“The internet has been too peaceful lately, think of it as a way to make flames rise,” he muttered.

“To spice up the internet, you messed with Dorian and his deranged fanbase?” Trinidad muttered. “Ice prince, are you insane? No…that’s not supposed to be a question cos you’re actually insane. You kissed Stacy? If you know he likes her then you shouldn’t have done th—”

“Didn’t only kiss her,” Cove smiled. “I touched the flesh on her chest, what’s it called again? Brë@št?”

“Ah…” Kane nodded.

“What the….” Trinidad muttered.

“And who says I can’t kiss her cos Wesley likes her? I go for what I want no matter the position. Who made rules of selfcontrol? He should be incarcerated.” He continued.

Then, DIAMONDS in the cemetery sighted them and started running towards them.

Cove started his bike, intentionally speeding towards them too.

They ran out of his path fearfully, and as the bike sped off, some of them still ran after it.

“Who the fûck is ice prince and why is he like this?” Trinidad muttered.

“I’ll give you a hint,” Kane replied behind him, and Trinidad turned.

“Once a fire starts, it won’t stop till it conquers anything it’s burning—he’s just like that. Once he starts, he doesn’t care about who’s in his way even if it’s a blood relative, he’d get what he wants. Even if what he wants is something as insignificant as a needle, he’d go extra length to get it without minding who gets hurt, now think about if what he wants is a human?” Kane sighed, nodding.

“Stacy is in trouble, literally.”

“What are you? A shrink?” Trinidad frowned deeply.

“Oh more than a shrink,” Kane smiled. “Go read extensively about pyromaniacs, and you might understand what I’m tryna say.”

He went back into the cemetery, and Trinidad just stood there, frowning.

“Pyro?”

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Back inside, Stacy is seated on a grave, cup of water in hand cos she needed water to digest what’s currently happening.

But even the water isn’t helping.

Dorian punched Cove cos he kissed the girl he likes?

The girl he likes…is her?

Why? How? When?

Why would Dorian like her????

Fine, she’s pretty and sèxy and stylish as fûck enough to pull him, but still…

She drank from the water in her cup again, but she choked on it so she had to spit it out.

The only luck she has right now is that the girl wasn’t revealed to be her, but she’s sure that’d be revealed later.

Now she can’t even think straight. She came to this party with the intention of dragging Elmira to hell, but she’s not even thinking about that anymore as it is.

She has always been a girl’s girl, so why is it turning around?

What would Zendaya think?

She looked up, and when she saw Zendaya so focused on her phone, she gulped slowly.

Zendaya is almost Sh|ting in her pants right now. She has used the mobile toilet two times since they got here, and now she needs to use it for the third time, but she’s not doing that.

She needs to see the face of the girl Cove kissed with his lips.

She needs to see the face of whoever it is and tear it down.

Same guy she’s on a weight loss journey for?

Sh|t, she can’t feel her head.

After searching for her name on posts and comments without finding anything, she threw her phone.

“Who the fûck is she?” She muttered.

Tasha and Tania are currently with Trinidad, in the middle of somewhere, and though the air around them is electric, Trinidad knew it’s important they talk.

“I’m gonna do all that I can to make you play on Friday,” she told Tania.

“A pity vote? Aw, I’m touched.” Tania meowed cynically.

“You’re not in the list of people I can pity, Tania Delgado, but you not being on the field with me on Friday would be bullSh|t cos my dream is to outplay you this semester.” Trinidad muttered, the animal bloodstains on her giving her a serial killer aesthetic.

“You’re trying to be fair?” Tasha spoke up, arms folded.

“Yeah. Like I said, I’m gonna talk to Scott, then Scott and I are gonna go talk to the Chancellor. Your punishment will be changed, and you’ll be on field on Friday, and I’ll beat your arse!” Trinidad slammed.

Tasha reached for Trinidad’s hair to pull, but Tania stopped her.

“No, don’t do it. I knocked a guy to coma already. You can’t knock her too, we’ll get rusticated,” she said.

With a glare, Trinidad left them, and Tasha threw her arms.

“She’s so d@mn arrogant I wanna pumell her to the mud!”

“She moves with Cove, you don’t expect her to not share his attributes,” Tania replied.

Kehlani is by the banquet table, and her eyes are on Max.

Max and Remo and Frank are shirtless, and for this party, they drew neon skulls on their skin.

Under the red lanterns, it glows.

Scott is the only clothed one among them, and he looks better tonight than he looked in the afternoon.

Kehlani’s drink is already pouring away from her without her knowing.

Now she’s shedding real tears.

On that side, they’re discussing about the scents of puxxies, and of course Remo is the ringleader of the discussion, naming scents like he studied it in school.

“Have you Fuçked strawberry coochie before? You wouldn’t wanna stop!” Frank laughed.

“You can’t compare that to pineapple,” Remo grinned. “A girl who eats pineapple daily is always sweetly soaked down there.”

“I prefer apple, actually.” Max raised his hand.

“Why? Cos Elmira scents like that?” Frank rolled eyes.

Max laughed.

Scott isn’t in the mood to discuss about females with them since he knows nothing about coochies anyways.

“So no one is ready to go online and follow up DIAMONDS and COVID news?” He said suddenly.

“I’m still waiting for the fight to marinate, guy.” Remo said.

“What does that even mean?” Scott laughed shortly.

“You can’t be happier than me, gee. Those two were acting like inseparables, but look…pvxxy separated them! The power of pvxxy!” Max laughed.

“Respectfully, stop talking about female organ that way,” Scott cringed.

“Shut up!” Remo and Frank chorused, and Scott rolled eyes.

“So who do you think the girl Cove kissed is?” Max asked.

“S” Remo said.

“T” Frank added.

“You know the last three letters!” Remo grinned.

“Y’all are sick,” Max laughed.

“And this is only the beginning of the fight. Wait till I fûck Kaylee, wait till I gouge out Trevor’s eyes, wait till I find Kane’s weakness… The fight can then marinate completely,” Remo grinned, taking a long puff from his tobacco pipe.

“This Fuçkin Kaylee stuff is becoming overly serious,” Scott said.

“What do you think?” Remo chuckled, and then a crash came from behind them.

Another crash came from beside them.

Fight in both angles.

Behind, it’s an ex girlfriend and the current girlfriend fighting.

Beside them, it’s two guys fighting from the skating team.

“This night is really a night of violence,” Frank nodded, blowing his tobacco pipe too.

Max is smoking weed.

“Look at them!” Remo pointed at a couple Fuçkin’ on top of one of the last graves in the cemetery.

He got his phone and snapped them, then several other couple Fuçkin’ under the cemetery trees and beside the mausoleum.

“After tonight, I’m gonna buy Elmira a Wraith to thank her for blessing my eyes. This is sickly good!” Remo sighed, turning his camera around.

Scott sighted Kane, and he immediately left the guys to go meet Kane in his angle.

Remo lowered his phone, noticing Scott’s eagerness to get to Kane.

His eyes shifted, and a silly smile parted his lips before he turned around like he didn’t see them.

Getting to Kane, Scott leaned on the tall tombstone beside them and raised his leg, then he rolled his trousers to show his skin.

It’s hairless.

“Satisfied? I got it shaved, but just so you know, I’m hairy, so give it a week to grow back,” he said.

Kane placed his two hands on his Scott’s shoulders, smiling as he squeezed lightly.

“You’re cute when you’re obedient, freckled sin.”

“And you’re always so cruel it’s a signature at this point.” Scott frowned.

Kane’s smile broadened, then he leaned in and placed a kiss on Scott’s freckles…

On his nose bridge.

“Notice we haven’t been taking the fake dating stuff serious. It starts tomorrow.” He whispered.

“And Cove goalkeeping? The match is Friday,” Scott blinked.

“Trust me to keep to my promise. Cove will be in the stadium on Friday, just get his sports regalia ready.” Kane assured.

He picked a cup of alcoholic wine and gave it to him.

Scott took it, having a small sip.

Kane’s phone buzzed.

He took it out with an hand.

His second hand stayed on Scott’s shoulder, caressing it as he read the text on his phone screen.

After the incident in the footies bathroom, he started another investigation.

And this one is about Silas. He’s looking for any sign that he’s an abuser, so he’s interrogating the mansion guards one by one.