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ATTACK
I choke on my scream. His hands tightening around my throat so intensely only a wheeze comes out. He hisses at me, his face so close I feel the ghost of his fangs.
I bring my clenched forearms down onto his, managing to break his hold on me. As he unwillingly releases me I kick away from him. Scrambling along the forest floor. My move doesn't faze him for long, within seconds he's upon me again.
"You can't fight or outrun me." He says, a feral smile on his face. Yet I still scramble, my hands frantically searching the clutter of the forest floor. I stand hastily, a broken branch in hand.
He looks at my hand, laughing, "What are you going to do with a stick hmmm?" I knew he was mocking me, playing with me. But I'd be damned if I didn't go out without a fight. And I was ready
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ANDREA TEA.
I awake alone, and in the same spot I was left in. The large bed was comfortable enough. I had tossed and turned in it all night, despite how exhausted I was. The boys had finally left me yesterday when it was clear I was done talking to them.Vampires and now werewolves? My brain could only handle so much.I climb out of the bed, my neck aching aggressively at the movement. I was still dressed in yesterday's clothes. Bits of dirt and sticks peaking through my blonde hair. I hmph at my reflection; the large pad covering the side of my neck, long bruising curling around the crook of my neck.I walk out the room gingerly, the sun only just rising. The house is unnaturally quiet, which could be expected since nothing entirely natural lived here.
ANDREA CHAOS
"I think you made the right decision," Chris says from behind me, his hand grasping my shoulder. I shrug it off. Irritated by his existence. I hadn't figured out how to tell him that I know he's been manipulating me. With all the chaos I'd forgotten. But now, stuck in a car with him... I remembered.John eyeballs him in the rear view mirror. A warning maybe."I don't want to talk about it." Or the growing unease I feel in my chest the further away we get.Instead, I watch the trees zip by, the tree shape blurring into one consistent color the faster we drive. We had been driving for an hour. In complete silence.John remains in his usual brooding silence, occasionally glancing in the rear-view. I wasn't
ANDREA PAIN
Will's eyes hold a fury like I've never seen. His jaw clenched so stiffly I wonder if he's grinding his teeth to the root."How?" I stutter, finding the scraps of my voice."Don't talk," he says, his large arms holding my body to his. A car, we're in a car. I'm lying across the backseat, with him. I can't lift my head to see who else is here."Chris? John?"I rasp."Shh," he says, stroking my mattered hair, "we have them. They're a lot better than you." When I attempt to ask more he shuts me up with a piercing stare."Your ribs are broken. I think your cheek might have a fracture too," he looks angry, "I'm keeping you awake, but it's difficult." I want to ask ho
ANDREA BET
I awake to sunlight. The rays peeking through the slightly opened curtain. I blink at it, a dull ache immediately blossoming behind my eyes. Will's warm body doesn't stir as I lift my head off his arm. The movement is almost impossible.I settle back down with a sigh. I wouldn't be able to move it would seem. I lift a hand onto Will's chest, savouring the comfort of him. His eyes immediately flutter open. Awake and alert. They settle onto me."Are you okay?" Will asks me, slowly sitting up. He pulls me with him gently, careful to avoid touching my ribs."Everything hurts," I mumble, resting my head on his shoulder. I look at our bodies, "We're both covered in sweat," I say, my nose crinkling in disgust. He brings his hand to my face, placing it on my forehead
ANDREA MINE
The kiss sets me on fire. All the pain completely disappearing. It's just him. And his lips.The kiss is like an answer to a question I didn't know I was asking.We mold into each other. Our lips moving together so harmoniously it's as though we've done this a thousand times before.I hastily bring my fingers into his hair. Massaging his scalp as he kisses me. He moans into my mouth, bringing his hands down from my face to roam my body. Where his hand's touch I feel tingles blossom underneath, the feeling so good I can't help the moan that comes from me. He grips me harder at the sound. I feel him harden against my stomach. Immediately making me need more of him, to feel more of him.I reach down t
ANDREA AFTER
"Here, try to eat this," Dyl smiles, handing me a warm bowl. He had spent all morning making the soup Will tells me. I sip delicately at it, the pain in my ribs making it hard to drink and eat anything.They were all surrounding me; Dyl, Jarrod, Christophe, John and four other boys I didn't know the names of. Will sat beside me, a pillar to lean against when sitting by myself got hard. I still felt the weight of his lips against mine. The vamps look more or less fine. Not a single scratch on them, to add insult to injury. The light brown, wooden dining table was large enough to occupy such a company."So," I say between small mouthfuls, "are you going to finally explain to me what happened yesterday?"The boys shift un-comfortably. And I remember how well this conversati
ANDREA CLEAN
Christophe groans as I place him on the counter of the bathroom sink. John helped me walk him through the house, disappearing once Chris was settled. Something about recon, he said. He has a habit of disappearing.I wring the clothe I'm holding under the water. The blood on his face has dried somewhat, crusting in corners. I don't think about Will, and where he is. Or the giant wolf crushing me into the ground.I bring the clothe to Christophe's face, gently wiping the blood off. He hardly flinches when I go over his cuts. I don't mention how I can see the skin slowly stitching itself together. I think deep down, I still can't process it. The sheer magic of these people in my life.Christophe's eyes stay fixated on my face as I clean his. A hint of a smile on his lips. I
ANDREA NORM
The next day I collect the books out of my locker. It feels weird to be back at school, considering everything that happened in the last few days. My shoulder felt almost normal and my ribs were merely a dull ache. The reason for that was leaning against the locker next to mine. His hand firmly placed in my back jean pocket."Hurry up," Will wines, pouting his plump lips at me. I try my best not to think about those same lips... pressed against me."I am," I say mentally shaking my head, the image out of it, and slamming my locker door shut. He immediately takes my books from me, and my bag. And gives me this lopsided smile that tells me he knows exaclty where my mind went."You know I am capable of carrying my own things.""Doesn't mean you should," he says, putting an arm around my shoulder and pressing his lips to my temple. We walk that way into the classroom, Will pulls a table closer to his for me too sit in. I raise my eyebrows at him, a ghost of a
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