*Tristian's POV*
"Viola what the fuck are you talking about?" I asked.
"Trevor had been drinking okay? He got drunk and was driving home even though I told him not to! He hit the car and was gonna stop but he kept going!" She was crying now.
"Were you in the car too?"
"No, I swear. But he told me what happened. We got the car fixed the next day. I-I didn't know what to do, I told him I wouldn't say anything, but I can't do it anymore. Haven doesn't deserve this."
"Fuck Viola, why would you tell me this?" I groaned.
"I'm trying to do the right thing!"
"But on the day of her dad's funeral? You couldn't wait one day?"
~Haven's POV~I think Tristian knew something happened between me and Logan.He was not answering any of my calls and texts even though I said I had to talk to him.It was making me anxious, so I decided to go to his house.His car was in the driveway, so that's a good sign. I knocked on the door and Viola answered."Hey Haven." She smiled. "Um, I was sorry to hear about your father. He was a very nice man."I was taken aback. Viola being nice to me was definitely out of character."Um, thank you. That means a lot, Viola. Can I come in?""Oh of course!"
*Tristian’s POV* Before Haven I didn’t consider myself one of those alpha male type of guys. I never felt the need to assert dominance over another guy to protect what felt like mine. I now felt like I had to do that with Logan. I was having dinner at the Campbell’s, and who should be there but Logan. He looked ridiculous in an apron leisurely dancing around the kitchen as he and Haven cooked. She was in a matching apron, so she probably didn’t think it looked ridiculous, which of course bothered me. I watched them work together in the kitchen. I hated how much of a couple they looked like. He reached around her to grab some spices. He whispered something in her ear. She giggled and responded with something that made him laugh in return. I hated this. “Aren’t they cute?” Grace chuckled next to me. “They’re so in sync.” “Yeah, they’re good friends.” I muttered. “Unlike you and Haven right? S
~Haven's POV~I pushed the door open. “You killed my father?!” I screamed.“Haven what are you doing here?” Tristian whispered walking over to me. “Baby, let me explain.”“Don’t touch me! How could you Tristian? You knew? The whole time?”“No, baby, no I-I didn’t I swear.”“So how long have you known?” I demanded.“I found out the night of the funeral.” He whispered.“I saw you the next day an-and I told you I was going to see the police and I didn’t think I’d get justice for my dad and you knew?”“Haven, I-I didn’t know how to tell you. B-but I was going to.”“What, after you helped your brother get away with it? Is that what your parents are in town for?”“Yes, but I didn’t want to help. But he’s my brot
*Tristian’s POV*This was worse than when I blew up the building.I thought people hated me then, but that was nothing compared to how much everyone hated Trevor after finding out what he did. And they hated me by association.Grandma didn’t even go to church that Sunday. She said the whispers were loud enough at the grocery store and she couldn’t take it.Everyone whispered about me at school and gave me dirty looks. No one talked to me in class at all.Even my friends were avoiding me. But I think that had more to do with them being pissed that I’d lied to Haven again. Aleecia and Logan didn’t speak to me at all. I could tell Cam wanted to, but never did if Logan was in the vicinity. Kent was the only one who openly and actively talked to me anymore.“So how’s Haven?” I asked.“Dude, you know she’s bad. Her dad is dead and her mom has cancer.” Kent s
~Haven's POV~“Shit. Fuck. Haven, I'm so sorry.” He rolled off of me pulling the covers up.“Why?” I asked.“I feel like I just completely took advantage of you just so I could finally fuck you. I was thinking with the wrong head.”“Well I wasn’t exactly protesting. You did nothing wrong.”“Yeah?” Logan whispered. “I’ve been trying to control myself with you and I just lost control.”“I’m glad you did. I was tired of waiting.” I smiled.“Was it good for you?” I nodded. “Good. It was amazing for me.”I pulled him to me. “Then we should keep doing it.”Logan smiled back and kissed me. “It doesn’t have to mean what I want it to mean.”“What do you want it to mean?”“That I’m your boyfriend.”“It could m
*Tristian’s POV* I was going to get Haven back. I had to. I couldn’t let Logan win. Haven was my girlfriend and I needed her. I just had to remind her that she missed me. That I was the hot bad boy that had made her want to change her life. She couldn’t resist me when we first met, so she shouldn’t be able to resist me now, right? The only problem about that was I needed to enlist Viola's help. I needed Haven to think that she and I were back together to make her jealous and realize how much she truly missed me. Easy enough right? “No.” “What do you mean no?” I demanded. “I am not going to help you trick a girl with a dead father and a dying mother!” Viola exclaimed. “Okay, but why not? You’ve never had morals Vi, what’s changed?” “All that I’ve done is fucking up my karma! This is gonna make it worse. Find another girl, Trissy.” “Another girl won’t bother her,” I groaned. “You will though. She’ll be foaming at the mouth.” “I’m not doing it.” She crossed her arms. “You
~Haven’s POV~ I wish I could have nothing to do with the trial. I just wanted Trevor to be punished for what he had done and leave it at that. I wanted this painful time in my life to be over so I could move on for real. I hadn’t spoken to Tristian since Kent’s party. I was disappointed by his behavior towards Logan. He made him out to be some devious guy that wormed his way into my bed. But Logan wasn’t like that. He was sweet and sensitive and absolutely perfect. I was glad I was with him. +++ Before our day in court I had to find a way to calm myself down. So of course Logan and I had sex. I loved the way Logan looked at me when I was on top of him. How he bit his lip as he watched me and would close his eyes when it felt extra good. He would grip my hips and make me go faster, the sound of his moans increasing. “Fuck Haven,” He gasped. Logan pulled me down to him and kissed me before rolling on top of me and thrusting into me quickly. “Right there baby.” I murmured.
~Haven’s POV~I couldn’t believe what Mr. Vera was suggesting.That Tristian could have something to do with my father’s death. He would never.Tristian was a lot of things. A liar, a manipulator, a bad boyfriend. But he was not a murderer. He wouldn’t hurt me just so I would get closer to him.The defense lawyer was really going out of his way to try to prove Trevor’s innocence. The crazy thing was that Trevor himself didn’t seem like he wanted this. I think he actually wanted to take responsibility for what had happened.“Haven Campbell, please come to the stand.”I was shaky as I was sworn in. My eyes found Logan and then I felt safe again. He was like my anchor.“So, Ms. Campbell, you were with Mr. Fletcher the night of the accident, correct?” Mr. Rush questioned.“Yes, I was.”“And was there a moment where Mr. Fletcher could ha