ELLEN There were different phases in life, and this was one them. This phase was ruled by confusion, questions, and questions again, with no sign of answers. The whole school was in a state of uproar over my return, as students and teachers like myself, crowded the hallway, windows, and doors, with each of them clamouring for a glimpse of me. If only they knew the kind of mess I was in at that moment they wouldn't want to stare. Eyes were pinned on me as I made my way through the throng of students, in a bid to get to my office. I was perturbed about my mental state. My mind was clouded by thoughts and emotions that didn't seem to be mine at all. It was beginning to seem like I had lost myself in the few days I had been gone. I walked into my office, and was met with a disorganised workspace. The students had probably done this out of spite. I bent over and began cleaning around without hesitation, when I heard a knock on the door. I turned around with dus
DEVAN It was a few weeks before the first term came to an end. School hadn't been better than it was already. Sam and his crew had become trusted friends overtime. But in reality, I was actually closer to Sam than I was to the rest of the group. Well, obviously because he had introduced me to the rest of the group. The bullyings had finally ended now, and although I hadn't found Sam's mother yet. It wasn't much of a concern to him as it had been in the previous days. Well, I had introduced Sam to Robb, and they had gotten along so well that I feared they had known each other before the introduction. Robb had introduced Sam into his world of shitty craps, and Sam had taken the bait. He took drugs after drugs, booze, and the likes, and most times he was always wasted. You couldn't blame me anyways. I needed to put an end to the bullyings and maltreatment I had suffered in his hands for so long, that any option was an option, as long as it helped put an end to t
ELLEN The heavy downpour that shook the rooftop, and almost the foundation didn't seem to have an effect on Zach's mood. He had always loved the rain, and the smell of it, as it hit the ground, but not tonight. He was visibly angry, and I was shaken with the cold. "You can't leave." He repeated for the umpteenth time that night. I wasn't perturbed by his little show of authority. However, my mind was made up already, and there was nothing he could do to change it. I was leaving. "You can't stop me, you do know that, right?" I informed. I could see his eyes almost spitting out matching flames with his countenance. I was ready to defy him on this matter. "I'm not going to let you leave, Ellen." He insisted. I didn't argue anymore, as I dug my head into my work; selecting clothes to go along with on my trip. I could see him seething from the corners of my eyes. I wish I could stay though, but I couldn't stay anymore. There wasn't much of a choice.
DEVAN There were two sides to this story. It was either I had lost my senses, or I had gone crazy; which was basically two of the same thing. Mum was all around the whole house that evening, and there I was in the bathroom stroking myself delightfully, and relishing the thoughts of Ms. Ellen that never seemed to leave. I had to get finished as quickly as I could, before Mum noticed that I had been gone for too long. I turned on the shower, to deter anyone from coming in without knocking properly. I hadn't done this in a long while, and I wasn't meant to be doing it. However, Ms. Ellen had managed to turn me on, in a way that no one else could. Simply put, I had taken leave of my senses! "What's up, bro?" Robb screamed behind me, loud enough for me to hear him. I stumbled briefly in fright, and caught myself just in time. What in hell's name was wrong with Robb‽ "Get the hell out." I screamed, shying away. "I thought you were the saint, and I was
ELLEN It was a perfect night for a stroll. I was in high spirits, as I strode beside Cullen listening to him recount his stories. He was a good storyteller, I had to give him that. This wasn't meant to be a date, however, Cullen had insisted on calling it that. He had been excited when I had called him to enquire if he was free at the moment. He hadn't taken a moment to even consider, before he had said that he wasn't. As we strolled side by side, I could barely keep my eyes off his. Those mesmerising eyes of his. Bloody Heavens! I had imagined looking into them, and screaming at the top of my lungs. It was a welcoming sight to imagine. I couldn't wait, but yet I had to wait. "Want to grab a bite?" He cut into my thoughts, with his eyebrows raised in concern. "Oh! Yea sure." I replied. He wasn't just sexily handsome, he was caring as well. I could only hope it was going to last. Zach hadn't been able to keep up, and so I had had to get away with wi
DEVAN Envy, hate, and rage gnawed at the insides of my visceral. I doubted if I was capable of containing it any longer than I had already done. Seating there in the cold street that night, I felt my heart thudding as I watched the couple that stood just outside the door of Sweet Raymond's store. I felt hurt, broken and betrayed. Cullen had found a way to win her heart when I couldn't. A sad love story it was. I dug my hand into Robb's jacket that I had on, and I felt something. I pulled it out, and sighed. It was a cigarette stick. Robb always knew his way around things, even in his absence he always knew how to lure me into things I had no interest in. I watched Cullen wrap his arm around Miss Ellen, and I knew I couldn't pretend no more. I dug my hand into the pocket on the other side of the jacket. There had to be a lighter somewhere. I was right. I pulled the lighter out, and lit the end of the cigarette. Without stopping to consider what I was about
DEVAN The news of the fire incident had circulated around the whole school by the next day. I was terrified to my bones, after hearing that Mr. Cullen had been a victim of the fire. He hadn't been in the car when Sam had set the car ablaze. So, how had he managed to end up in the car? Only Sam could provide answers, but just when he was needed, he was absent. The whole school was rowdy as always, but today was different. Everyone had one news of the fire incident or the other. Some said Mr. Cullen hadn't survived the incident, and others refuted that argument. I was cold inside. I dreaded seeing Miss Ellen that day. How could I face her when I had done that to her? I could only hope Mr. Cullen had survived the incident. He had to. If perchance he didn't make it out alive, investigations were going to kick in, and soon enough Sam was going to be found out. I didn't want Sam to get caught yet. I had great plans for him. He was still of much use to me. Now, wi
ELLEN The scent of flowers, and the stench of antiseptics weren't an excellent combo. However, here I was with a bouquet of flowers, a get well card, and the smell of antiseptics choking life out of me. I glanced at my wrist watch, and coincidentally he walked through the door. He glanced around briefly in search of me, but I didn't wave or call out to him, I just watched and waited until he found me. "What took you so long?" I asked upon his arrival. He was dashing as always, with dark shades on, which I deemed totally unnecessary as regards to this kind of event. He was sexier than I had cared to notice. "I'm sorry, Ellen." He mumbled, and brushed his head slightly. The gods be damned! He had even made the extra effort to style his hair. Little wonder he hadn't cared about how long I had been seated on that damned hospital seat, expecting his arrival. "Did you bring flowers?" I quizzed, expecting a negative reply. "Well, yes I did." He rep