“Grip!” A girl was running in our direction. She immediately linked her arm with his and leaned her head on his side.
Seeing them together crumpled my hand and squeezed it into bits. The girl looked at me and smirked cockily. She got paper-white skin and reddish and delicate lips. She looked like a bright and lively sunflower on her yellow dress. They looked good together.
“Let’s go!” She tugged the guy named Grip and turned around.
My lips contorted. An axe was dug deep in her back. Her blood trickled down her dress turning the sunflower into a crimson red rose. She turned around and widened a smile at me showing her perfect white teeth. Blood oozed down her chin. Her eyes turned charcoal black and her teeth elongated into razor-sharp fangs. A demon-like her was powerful enough to suppress the darkness within her. She even fooled a reaper. Her claws stretched around his neck without him knowing.
“Why isn’t he healing?” I looked at Grip while his wound is being sutured. My wound was sutured first before his.We were in a place of reapers specifically the infirmary. I could feel that I’ve been here before I just don’t remember when.“He’ll heal if you will,” she answered without leaving his eyes on Grip.Her name was Sham. She got wavy long hair, an oval face, fair skin, sparkling round eyes, turned-up nose, and heart-shaped lips. Her cloak was embroidered with silver. I discovered that the rank of the reapers was determined by the color of their cloak’s embroidery and it indicates the years of them being a reaper. Grip got the highest rank and he was the first-ever reaper and he was followed by Sham.I furrowed my brows at her. “What do you mean?”“The marking was complete. It’s a secret every reaper should keep. Marking someone makes a reaper vulnerable. We heal
“Grip?” I looked around and found myself lying on my bed in our room. I sat in the corner of my bed. I glanced at the digital clock and it’s passed for in the afternoon. I napped the rest of the day. The bed next to me was empty and it has been empty for days. Amanda was busy these past few days and the rest of the girls too. Gugu isn’t showing up either. I don’t know what she’s up to these days. “What happened?!” I was brought back to bed due to shock when Grip appeared in front of me. I tapped my chest to steady my heartbeat. I glared at him. “Are you going to kill me?” He was standing at the end of my bed while looking down at me. He slowly traveled his sight down my body before locking my eyes with his. He bit his lower lip smiling and put his fingers on his lips as if he was thinking something. “What?” I gave him my bored look. “I love the view,” he huskily whispered lip-biting. I raised a brow at him but he just s
The car stopped. Mr. Garzon glanced at us and nodded once. It was our cue to go out. Beatrice went out first confidently and the girls followed. I sat next to the open door waiting until they emptied the car. A hand sticking out from the open door for me to hold. I grabbed the hand and get off the limo easily. My ears were applauded with confusing comments and the camera’s clicks as soon as I got out. I distantly put my hand in front of my face as flashes verge to blind my orbs. “She’s the shampoo rookie model right?” “The moment I saw her pictures, Sierra flashed in my mind first.” “She looked like her!” “I can’t believe this!” “Miss look here please!” “Look a little bit to the side.” I tried following all their instructions and I felt like a lost deer in the city. I couldn’t fulfill all the paparazzi’s demands. “Don’t mind them and just do your thing.” He let go of my hand and put on his arm instead. I
“I’m Serra, not Sierra,” I corrected and looked at his hand on my wrist. He immediately let go of my hand but his eyes continued to caress my face. It’s making me feel unconscious. The hall was eaten by silence. “I’m sure that you’re not Sierra. If your face doesn’t age your body should. You wore your debutant gown as perfect as twenty-eight years ago,” the old lady said. The look on her was a bit the same. Only this time, there was amusement. “Where did you get that gown, child?” She reached my hand and held it right while looking at me dearly. “Did your mother happen to gift it to you? If she did, are you with her? Where is she?” he asked with words made of nothing but syllables of excitement. “Does your mother’s name happen to be Sierra?” This time they were made of pure longing. I shook my head. “I’m sorry I don’t know what you’re talking about, ma’am, governor.” I looked at the old lady first then the governor. “This gown was given to me by Amand
Jann Gregson went out of the venue so I followed him. He was heading somewhere in the mansion’s garden. I looked here and there to make sure that no one saw me. I wasn’t sure if I’m even allowed here. The guards might chase me out of the place once I get caught.I paused when he entered a hedge maze. I lifted my sight brushing it over a giant wall made of evergreen herbs. The labyrinth’s wall was about three meters tall, as tall as a single storey building or twice my height. I stepped back and forth in hesitation whether to enter the maze or not. I swallowed a mouthful lump stuck in my throat and entered the place. The alley was about a meter wide. Here and there was no difference.I saw him turn right at the second intersection. I tailgated Jann so that I won’t get lost. I pursed my lips when I realized that he was walking the maze like a living on purpose. He’s a ghost he should have just passed through the vertical hedges i
SERRA“We have over twenty students with initials CM,” I disclosed after checking my list.“How on earth are we going to find out which of them is the next victim?” Gugu queried not taking her eyes off my list.I am wondering on how to do that as well and we only got a few more days before the next thirteenth day. A lot were going on in my life lately and I got a lot of questions. I never really got any answer, instead, my questions just piled up higher and higher. Some questions are still spinning in my head up to now. Like, what is my relationship with the Silverio, was the ghost in the Silverio’s mansion Gugu, who is Sierra, what is Grandma Harrison up to, who the hell is CM, and a lot more.I wasn’t convinced of Jann’s death either. The setup with a handgun wasn’t realistic. A handgun is ineligible in exploding any creature’s head that way, a shotgun could do the job. Besides, Jann sh
“What was it, Serra?” Grip questioned.“It was Mandy...” I mumbled while looking at the direction Mandy took when she left.“The murderer?” Gugu gasped.I smacked my forehead lightly and shook my head. “No, Mandy was the blurry girl I saw in my vision when I held Engr. Murray’s hand.”I don’t know what to do. I couldn’t just confront Engr. Murray about it without any evidence. He’s a cunning serpent, he knows how to turn the table around, he’ll just accuse me of libel.Another vision threw me away from my thoughts. I don’t feel a pang on my chest. Is this the upgrade Grip was talking about?My brows creased realizing that I was kneeling on the ground in front of George’s painting. I grabbed the painting and brought it on my chest hugging them tightly.“I’ll die with you,” I whispered.“Serra?” George voice was
A black scroll unfolded in the air from nowhere. It seemed to appear every time Grip and I were close. Conor Murray, George Smith, and Beatrice Rendon’s names were engraved on a piece of black paper.“Why is it written in red?” I poked the scroll but my finger just got through it.“The heavens is making you choose.” He swayed his hand and the scroll disappeared. “Who will you save, Serra?” He faced me wearing his stern face.I lifted my chin and firmly replied, “all of them.”“It’s decided, Serra. You’ll only get to save one.” He turned his back at me. “I got to go reap someone.” His scythe showed up in his hand. “Not everyone deserves to be saved, Serra,” he added before disappearing in my sight.Do I really need to weigh them? Their intensions, actions, and the circumstances?“Gugu, what do you think?” I glanced at her th