Chapter 331

KING The hatred I feel for my father is so intense I have trouble breathing. It’s like I’m trapped down in that basement again. Chained up like a dog. Treated worse than a dog. Beaten and starved, all under the guise of curing me of my “sickness.” Until I finally got it. I understood. I was fourteen when I finally realized all I had to do was hide who I was, not change. Because I couldn’t change, no matter how hard I tried. I liked boys. So I fucked every girl who smiled at me, and though I got no satisfaction at all from it, it pleased my parents. It earned my father’s approval. And that was enough. Until I met Mason James. From the minute I saw him, it was fireworks—like staring into the center of a supernova and knowing you’ll get burned but sticking around anyway. And I thought I was still doing a good job of hiding it. I really did. But my father found us in the back of Mason’s Jeep parked in the middle of nowhere. Sneaky fuck had followed us. And he lost his shit worse than I’d e