Pushing Hakeem and the test far from my mind, I grabbed my bag and left for school. This was the first time I’d driven on my own, and while it wasn’t technically legal, Jada and Hakeem had gotten held up talking to their parents. The two of them must’ve texted me at least a dozen times warning me n
I couldn’t focus on his words even if I tried. The server made his way to my glass and leaned over my shoulder to fill it. Adrenaline seeped into my veins, spurring me into action. “Hey, you.” I whispered, capturing the man’s attention. He watched me from the corner of his eye, still pouring my wi
Lilac’s P.O.V. That night I dreamt of eyes watching me through the shadows, a cell with bars that sparkled like liquid moonlight, and of a laugh that felt both familiar but foreign. It wasn’t the Whisperer; I knew that much. Before I had the chance to identify the cold, cunning laugh, the sound of
I barely registered the pain of her retaliating above the sheer adrenaline pumping in my veins. The blood-thirsty rage was pure euphoria, drawing my attention to my hammering heartbeat and the thoughts that raced through my head. This was what it meant to be alive. Call me fucked up, but I loved it
“Why are you here?” He shrugged, “I have nothing better to do. Besides, you’re one of my whisper’s now.” I grabbed the first aid kit from beneath the sink and lowered myself onto the ledge of the tub. A few minutes later I had everything I needed sitting on the sink. The bottle of alcohol sloshed
Lilac’s P.O.V. I walked into school that morning covered in fading bruises. Hakeem had gotten all protective when I told him what happened, while Jada wanted a complete run-down of the fight. She grinned savagely with every mark I left on Riley’s body, wincing at the parts where I was hurt. It was
He rolled his lip between his teeth, his pale eyes bright with anger. Such a small action shouldn’t have affected me, yet it sucked the very air from my lungs. Sparks licked their way down my jaw and neck, culminating at the peak of my shoulder. Their musical hum filled my head with static. I was no
Lilac’s P.O.V. There was a storm brewing in my chest. It’s lightning coursed through my veins while its thunder exploded in my ears. I shoved Nox away and ripped open the closet door. Ignoring my name as it fell from his lips, I bolted. Those eyes of his remained on my back, and somehow I knew tha