Clementine:
Seeing Yorick back and fine was really comforting. But what twisted the whole situation was when Ian spoke up. Like always, his version to Yorick was different. This time, he didn't mention Troy. He wanted Haiden to feel less important and Yorick to think I was prioritizing him over Haiden, as if there was no competition. I wanted to slap Ian, but I was afraid he'd slap me back. I could expect that from him, so I didn't. Then what Yorick did next froze me completely. I watched him sprint toward me at full speed. He only had a few steps left, but he took them so fast I couldn't react. Before I could even breathe, I felt his breath mixing with mine.
He crashed his lips against mine, his hands gripping my waist. His kiss was more aggressive than Troy's, and the moment his tongue pushed into my mouth, I felt him get pulled away. It was Haiden. He'd pulled Yorick off me and stepped between us.
"What the fuck, Yorick?" Haiden yelled, his body radiating heat and anger.
