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  Make You

  Boys of Trinity Hall Duet 2 | Boys of Trinity Hall 5

  MV Ellis

  Make You

  Published by The Other Shoe Productions

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  Make You © 2020 By MV Ellis

  First published September 2020

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  Make You Playlist

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  Mako - Breathe

  Troye Sivan - WILD

  Michl - Kill Our Way to Heaven

  Mia Rodriguez - BEAUTIFUL & BITTERSWEET

  Alice Ivy - Ticket To Heaven

  MASN - Hate Me!

  Dennis Lloyd - Snow White

  Jacob Banks - Chainsmoking

  JP Cooper - Too Close

  Ellie Goulding - Love I’m Given

  Kllo - Ironhand

  JARNA - No Mo

  Mothica - No One - Kayge Calypso & DUNN Remix

  MARSHES - D.U.M.B.

  Honors - Over

  Lianne La Havas - Please Don't Make Me Cry

  Anna of the North - Lovers - Home Made

  PVRIS - Use Me (feat. 070 Shake)

  Robert Glasper - Better Than I Imagined (Feat. H.E.R. & Meshell Ndegeocello)

  Mansionair - Easier

  R3HAB - Exhale - Acoustic

  Tate McRae - that way

  Kasbo - Show You

  Lennon Stella - Fear Of Being Alone - Alternate Version

  Janine - Laugh Now Cry Later

  Liam Ferrari - King Size Bed

  Ukiyo - The Middle

  Janine - Best Thing

  Deacon - Long Run (feat. Nina Nesbitt)

  Washington - Kiss Me Like We're Gonna Die

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  Contents

  1. Chapter 1

  2. Chapter 2

  3. Chapter 3

  4. Chapter 4

  5. Chapter 5

  6. Chapter 6

  7. Chapter 7

  8. Chapter 8

  9. Chapter 9

  10. Chapter 10

  11. Chapter 11

  12. Chapter 12

  13. Chapter 13

  14. Chapter 14

  15. Chapter 15

  16. Chapter 16

  17. Chapter 17

  18. Chapter 18

  19. Chapter 19

  20. Chapter 20

  21. Chapter 21

  22. Chapter 22

  23. Chapter 23

  24. Chapter 24

  25. Chapter 25

  26. Chapter 26

  27. Chapter 27

  Epilogue

  Break You - Boys of Trinity Hall 1

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  Acknowledgments

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  ABOUT MV ELLIS

  Chapter 1

  Rose

  “Hi there. Welcome back. I’m Doctor McKellan, and I’ll be looking after you for the next few days while we monitor your condition. How do you feel?”

  “Umm... I feel... like I was hit by a truck. Or two.”

  “Well, that’s not ideal, but it’s totally normal for someone who’s suffered the type of head trauma you have. Don’t worry, we’ll have you feeling like a brand new you in no time at all. In the meantime, we’re going to need to ask you some questions and run some more tests, mostly of your cognitive function—short and long-term memory, that kind of thing—just to get a better handle on your condition. Is that all right?”

  I wondered what other option I had, since I was clearly in a hospital. “Uh... okay, sure. Of course.”

  “Good. That’s the spirit. Let’s start with something easy. Can you tell me your name, please?”

  That was easy. “Rose Arden.”

  The doctor frowned, looking down at his clipboard. “Ah... that’s not quite what we have here.”

  “Oh. Well it’s really Tabitha Rose Arden, but nobody has called me Tabitha since… Ah… for years.”

  “Oh, okay. That makes sense. Well, you aced that one. What about your date of birth, and address?” I reeled them off without skipping a beat. “Great. Well done. How about the date and the year?”

  “Umm... Thursday, October third.”

  “Actually, it’s Friday fourth now, but you were admitted yesterday, so I’ll give you that one.

  “It’s Friday?”

  “Yup. All day till twelve midnight.” He chuckled lightly.

  “Huh?”

  “Nothing. Sorry, just a lame joke my Grandpa Arnold used to make.”

  “Oh right. Okay. What time is it?”

  He looked at his watch. “A quarter after midday.”

  Shit. It had been almost twenty-four hours since Kane and Fox had grabbed me from the deserted alley I used as a cut through to get home from classes, and bundled me into the back of their van. The most bizarre day of my life, which was saying something, given the life I’d lived.

  “How about the year?” Dr. McKellan pressed on. “Can you tell me what year it is?”

  I wrinkled my nose, the way I always did when I was deep in concentration. “Umm... Nineteen... ninety… nine?”

  The doctor frowned and st
arted writing on the clipboard again. “No sweetheart, I’m sorry, that’s not it. Do you want to have another try?”

  “No. I’m sorry, I was just messing with you. I totally know what year it is.” I supplied him with the full, correct date.

  “Oh, hahaha. Well you score one point for knowing the year, and another for your sense of humor. I like it.”

  “Thank you.” I’d learned over the years that it was either laugh or cry when shit went bad, but if I could help it at all, I’d far rather laugh.

  “One last question. Can you remember what you had for breakfast yesterday? The day you were admitted?”

  “Ah, that’s easy. A jelly donut.” I remembered, as I’d treated myself on the way to the Dean’s office, knowing I was about to receive some form of bad news, and there would be no celebrating afterwards.

  “Well, as a doctor, I won’t say it meets recommended nutritional guidelines, but as a fellow donut lover, I both approve of, and am somewhat jealous of your breakfast choices. Oh, to be your age again, with the metabolism of a racehorse. Now, I only have to look at something fried, and I gain ten pounds.” He grinned ruefully. “All right, so tell me what you recall of the events leading up to you being brought in.”

  This time it was more than my nose that was wrinkled. I screwed up my entire face, frowning hard. “I can’t remember anything. I mean, I remember grabbing a donut on the way into college, like I told you. I remember having a meeting with the Dean, and leaving his office pretty shaken up, but after that...” I shook my head. “I’ve got nothing.”

  That wasn’t strictly true. Yes, there were gaps in my memory—I genuinely had no recollection of how I’d gotten to the hospital, or the events directly preceding that—but what I did remember, I wasn’t about to share with the jovial medic, or anyone else for that matter, before I knew what the fuck was going on.

  “Okay, don’t worry or tax yourself trying to remember. Short-term memory loss is an extremely common side effect of severe concussion, and if you’re lucky it will be temporary.”

  “Concussion?”

  “Hmm... you were found unconscious and vomiting on one of the benches out front, which is another very typical symptom.”

  “So, I’m not shot?”

  “Shot? No.” He scrutinized his notes. “What makes you think that? At first we thought you were suffering from some sort of overdose, or maybe a seizure of some kind, but it quickly became apparent that it was likely to have been a concussion caused by blunt force trauma to the head.” They were words I’d heard before on TV cop shows, but I’d never imagined they would be associated with injuries I’d sustained.

  “The egg you’re sporting on your skull and your scan results seem to fit that hypothesis, as does the memory loss, though that can also be caused by other factors, such as shock. Speaking of which, are you sure you have no idea how you banged your head, or how you came to be slumped outside the hospital?” The doctor narrowed his dark-gray eyes as he questioned me.

  I made a big show of ‘thinking’ again, though I had no need to rack my brain. I could remember a scuffle, then pulling the trigger of the gun, the force of the kickback, the seemingly deafening sound of gunshot, and the smell of burning flesh. I must have passed out at that point.

  “Well, all right. Like I said, if you’re lucky, the memory loss won’t be total or permanent, and little fragments will start to shift into place over the coming days, weeks, or months even. In the meantime, try to get some rest. Hopefully by the time your mom and sister get here, you’ll have remembered a little more, and can fill them in on what’s going on.

  “My sister?” Tears welled in my eyes instantly.

  “Yes.” He frowned down at the clipboard. “Leah, is it?”

  “Almost. It’s Rhea, rhymes with Leah.”

  “Oh. Sorry, my bad. Anyway, your mother said she was organizing flights for the two of them and would be here as soon as she could.”

  “Oh great. Thank you. Thank you so much!”

  “No need to thank me. The admin team contacted your next of kin from your insurance details. It’s standard procedure.”

  “Oh I know, but still... I appreciate it. I really appreciate it. Thank you so much.” I was aware that I had a goofy grin on my face as I gushed.

  “It’s our pleasure. I’m glad we can make you feel better in more ways than just the medical fix. Oh, actually speaking of next of kin, I’m guessing your boyfriend has ducked out for some air, or to grab something to eat or drink.”

  “My boyfriend?”

  “Hmm... Seems like a nice guy. He’s barely left your side since he got here yesterday.” He referred to the documentation in his hand again. “Let me see, so that I don’t get this one wrong, also... It’s Kane, I think?”

  I tried my best to mask the relief on my face and in my voice as I spoke, and no doubt failed. “Yeah, Kane. He is a lovely guy.”

  Chapter 2

  Kane

  As the door to Rose’s room slid open, both she and her doctor turned toward me, looking like they’d been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.

  “What? Were you just talking about me?” The doctor’s face reddened and he looked at his shoes.

  “Not really. Doctor McKellan was just telling me what a nice guy my boyfriend is and I was agreeing.” I couldn’t read her tone, and definitely couldn’t tell if she was going to play along with the charade, or was about to blow the whistle on everything that had happened, and have me carted away in orange overalls.

  “Oh, cool. I’m happy to see you’re awake, and talking. How are you feeling, sweets?”

  “Okay, I guess. But, my head hurts like someone blew a hole in it, you know?”

  I tried my best to act normal. “My poor baby, that sounds horrible.” I headed gingerly toward the bed—slow and steady was the only way I could move at that point—not taking my eyes off her the whole time. “What happened?”

  “I don’t remember. It’s almost as though someone kidnapped me and completely erased a day of my life from my mind.” She narrowed her eyes, looking at me pointedly.

  “Wow. I can’t even imagine how terrifying that must feel. I mean, I’ve been going out of my mind with worry, myself. I missed you all day yesterday, and then started getting a little freaked out when you weren’t answering my calls, or responding to my texts or voice messages. In the end, I remembered you had Locate My Device on your laptop, and that’s how I traced you here. I just about died a death when the hospital came up on the geo locator. It was such a relief to find that you were alive and not too badly hurt.”

  “Well, aren’t you smart and resourceful? I’m so lucky to have someone in my life to take care of me the way you do.”

  “I’ll always have your back, baby. I’d take a bullet for you. You know that.” I shot her a look as loaded as the one she’d given me earlier.

  She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. The lull in conversation seemed to reawaken the doctor, who’d been looking between the two of us like he was at the movies.

  “Well, I’ll uh...” He stared down at the clipboard he was holding, then looked across to Rose before letting his gaze drift back to mine. “Let the two of you catch up. I think I’ve covered everything I need to, for now. Oh, and you should maybe have someone look at your side. I notice that you seem to be in some pain there.” He jerked his head in the general direction of the left side of my body.

  “Oh, this?” I grimaced, miming patting my ribcage. “It’s nothing. A fresh football injury, is all. It’s only a couple of cracked ribs. You know how it is... they get worse before they get better. Am I right?” The doctor nodded, but didn’t look completely convinced about what I was saying. “I’ll just have to push on through the discomfort, and lay off playing for a little while. Right now, the real pain is when I laugh or cough, so as long as I can skip doing both of those for a few weeks”—I grinned at the absurdity of the concept—“I’ll be fine.” I winked and smiled, going for a bright and breezy vibe,
when in reality, my side hurt like holy hell, and I was popping codeine like Tic Tacs just to be able to function.

  “Well, still, if you need someone to look over it...” The rest of his sentence hung clumsily in the air, as he looked away hastily.

  Doctor McKellan was young—not much older than us, really—and judging by the color rising from his neck up to his face for a second time, as he spoke, maybe crushing on me a little. I filed the information away for future reference. I never knew when having someone sympathetic on staff might come in useful.

  “Thanks Doc. I’ll bear that in mind.” I gave him a casual two-fingered salute.

  “Okay. Now Tabitha. Uh... Rose. A nurse will be in a little later to check you over again, but in the meantime, like I said before, try to get some rest.” He looked between the two of us pointedly. Fucking cockblocker. Not that I was up to much with my injury burning like the seventh circle of hell, but that wasn’t the point.

  “Okay, I will. Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome. I won’t likely see you again now until tomorrow, when we’ll reassess your situation. Goodbye.”

  We waited in silence as he hurried out of the room, practically falling over his feet on the way. Neither one of us even looked at the other, until we heard the door click shut behind him.