~Brielle Ren looks reluctant. Who knows what Chase will do to me if he takes over Ren. There is no one in this place that would be able to help me if he decided to attack me. After what he did to Charlie, it is not out of the realm of possibility that he would do that to me. However, I have the feeling he wouldn’t do anything. I’m not sure why, I just do. “I’m not so sure that is a good idea,” Ren says skeptically, raising his eyebrows at me. He shifts uncomfortably on the couch, but I don’t pay attention to his defiance. I know why he is anxious about it, but I have to speak to Chase. I breathe in slowly. “Let me talk to him, please. Maybe I can find out why he is coming out more now that I’m here. Who better to speak to him when you can’t?”Ren loosens a sigh. “He can hurt you. I don’t know his motive and neither do you,” Ren reminds. He might be right, but I’m feeling foolish enough to take the risk. I don’t want the girls back on the island to continue living in fear of Chase
~Brielle Ren came back right in front of me. My shoulders slump as I realise my one chance to get to Chase is gone. He managed to trick me, and with his last words, have left me dumbfounded. He has a motive for suddenly appearing so often, and now I’m going to lose sleep over it. That’s what he wanted, of course. He’s the cunning version of Ren. Ren blinks a few times, the colour seeping out of his blue eye into the green. He’s back, and there’s no hope Chase is going to come out to play again. Not when he knows what I want with him. Immediately Ren looks over me for any injuries. Naturally he sees nothing but my bothered expression. That did not go how I planned. “Is everything okay?” Ren asks, looking over me for any hints Chase attacked me. He won’t find anything, considering Chase wasn’t aggressive in the slightest, like I assumed he would. He was calm and calculated, knowing how to get into my head without revealing anything about himself.“I’m fine. He didn’t reveal anythi
~Brielle I’m not sure what made me head to bed so late. I had to be honest and tell myself how much I enjoyed last night talking to Nick and the rest of the landscapers. It felt good to not worry about all that is going on with Ren and Chase. I could relax and have normal discussion with normal people. Turns out that despite being a hopeless flirt, Nick is a genuine person who has many interesting stories. He’s excited about working here too on the Alpha’s island. After everyone dispersed by midnight, we all headed to bed. It didn’t take long for the entire group of girls to fall asleep, dreaming about charming contractors. They didn’t even stay up to gossip like I thought they would. I waited for everyone to sleep, which didn’t take too long, before everyone was passed out. And it didn’t take me too long to join them. That was before I was abruptly woken. My shoulders were grabbed first so tightly it ruptured my sleep, forcing me awake. Before I could gasp or help, something co
~Brielle Exhaustion swept me into sleep around midday.The sound of the door opening and shutting startled me awake again. Disorientated, I catch the eyes of Chase as he wanders through the door. Any hope Ren has taken control of his body again is dashed once I realise the vibrance of that Blue eye. It’s like some kind of magical cue that Chase’s personality has been triggered. Night have definitely arrived, leaving my body disoriented and confused. Shadows play on the bed covers in front of me as evening shifts into dusk. It’s a strange feeling to wake when night is just beginning. Chase even looks different. In the time he has been gone, he has acquired a leather jacket that dries all the moisture from my mouth. What has he been doing?He doesn’t say anything as he approaches the side of the bed, reaching for the binds that have tied me here all day. They have surely left marks, the burn never never ceasing all day. I doubt Chase would care very much if I complained anyway. He’s
~Brielle My heartrate never slowed. Rushing outside, I slide into Chase’s car, looking over my shoulder at every opportunity. As I shove the key into the ignition, I pray Chase won’t wake up and come out here to drag me back inside to punish me. Who knows what he would do if he woke up to see that I was gone. Turning the key, the car hisses and roars, however, fails to turn on. I try again, harder this time, but nothing seems to be working. “Shit,” I curse under my breath, looking back toward the cabin. No movement comes from inside, although that doesn’t stop me from assuming Chase might have woken at the sound of the car attempting to start. Suddenly, the car sputters a few times before starting up, the engine purring. Relief consumes me, but I don’t dwell on it too long. Putting the car into reverse, I back down the driveway quickly before I reach the road. Then, I put my foot down, wanting to put as much distance between that house and Chase and me. I can’t let him catch m
~Brielle The Gaze Reader women didn’t let me stick around. Quickly, she ushered me out of her tent, pulling the flap back behind me. When I turn around, the market had moved on, people having pulled down their stalls to return back to their homes. How much time has passed? The sky above me has gotten darker too, ominous clouds rolling over, casting shadows over the littered grounds. It might rain any moment now. Just as I was about to find shelter elsewhere, I notice someone looking at me, standing on the porch of a nearby house. It’s a girl, not looking too old, but definitely a few years older than me. When she notices me looking back at her, she turns around, but doesn’t walk inside her house. Then, she looks over her shoulder at me again. I decide I need to see why she is so interested in staring at me. As I approach, the girl doesn’t move, but she looks away, trying to pretend she wasn’t scrutinizing me. Maybe it’s because I’m not from here, and it’s obvious. Regardless, I’
~Brielle My heart completely stops for a moment. I somehow knew he was going to find me. I’m not sure how he managed to, but I sensed him coming, I just didn’t want to admit it to myself. Now he stands outside the car door, knocking his fists against the window rapidly. Pushing away from the window he stands by, I curl up on the other side of the back car seat. “It’s okay, it’s me,” they shout through the window, voice muffled. He points to his left eyes, which blazes bright green. Placing my hand on my chest, I try to calm my breathing, searching him for other clues that it is Ren and not Chase trying to gain my trust. “Prove it,” I shout again through the window. From his eye alone I can’t be so sure it’s him. Maybe Chase found out a way to manipulate that too like he does to all things. I can’t risk anything. “How? Come on Brielle let me in. We can talk about this,” he says honestly, trying the handle again. I eye him suspiciously, although I know it has to be him. The way he
~Brielle The next day, I’m on high alert. Chase just made everything much harder, making him further ahead of the game than me by a mile. I need to know what he is planning, which means I need to get inside his head before he gets inside mine. I’m not sure how to do that exactly, when I can hardly tell the difference between Ren and Chase at the best of times. I decided to spend most of my time outside, since the landscapers had finished while I was taken, and the entire place is looking beautiful. The gardens are blooming, the grounds safe enough now so I could stand right on the edge of the cliff to look around. As I look to the coast of the mainland, I feel a slight pull in my chest. I wonder how my family are doing. Do they care about where I am now?I doubt it. The lake around Ren’s isolated island looks stunning this morning, the warm, beautiful day leaving the surface smooth and glassy. The colour is more of a rich emerald green then blue too, which I can tell many will en