Tasting All My Mates by Alexis Dee

350-They Play Too Much 

 “I promise I didn’t hide the diary. Somebody stole it from me.” I started talking the instant Maynard showed up with Christina. 

“But why didn’t you tell me it was your mother who ruined my childhood?” He yelled at me, and I took a few steps back from him nervously. 

“How could I? I was ashamed of the shit my mother had done. I didn’t want you all to see me in that light.” I whispered in guilt, “I wanted to read the whole thing first. And then I thought you would want to hear it from your mom when you confront her.” | bet whatever I said sounded like a bunch of excuses to them. 

“I don’t know what to say anymore, Enya. I wanted to read about what they did to me just so my mother is unable to lie to me about anything, but you took away that chance from me,” Maynard said, finally turning his gaze away from my face. 

“I didn’t want to. I didn’t know the diary was wi—,” before | could even finish, Maynard sprinted away and I was left alone with Christina and Lazio. Christina passed me a sad glance, ex cusing herself because she had to go check on Maynard. 

“I will go be with him for now,” Lazlo said as he hastened away from me as if he couldn’t stand near me. At that mo ment, I felt like I had lost everything. 

stare at the star rysky,

you. Would you have hated me too?” | asked the sky,

never even made us feel responsible for anything. Thiago was and is the only mate of ours who has never judged us.’ She sounded so down that my heart ached for her. But she was right. Thiago would have never done

my mother. Maybe he was expecting me to not hide the truth from him.’ I excused Maynard’s be havior. He was hurt and had every right to be upset with me for hiding my mother’s sin from him. However, I

in haste and al most sneakily. She was looking around when she

into my sight. He left the academy after her in the same manner. He wasn’t the type to hide from anyone, so where

up to something,’ | whispered, turning around and rushing downstairs to follow them. I understand my life is

deep inside, I felt like I needed to fix things. Since everybody had been look ing at me like I was a big culprit, I found my brain wanting to prove to them that I

were not walking to gether. She was a few steps ahead of him, and he was follow ing her. After about an hour-long walk, I found them getting marched inside an abandoned

were here for a reason.’ It was a good way to be helpful and solve an issue instead of causing one,

walked inside with my heart beating inside my chest. I had prepared myself for any thing worse. The house looked like it had been abandoned in sheer panic. There was furniture all over the place, and even the dirty dishes were resting on the floor. There was a living room upon entrance, and attached to it was a kitchen. Then there were stairs that led to the second floor, where I believe