×Griffin× 'Do you think she's okay? Maybe we should check on her, she seemed kind of upset.'For the thousandth time, I'm sure Anastasia doesn't need anything. She's probably having fun being pissed at Janet. Can I please focus on the content of this laptop?'But aren't you worried? She didn't even eat dinner. Just check on her please.'Dell, I swear to grim himself if you disturb me one more time, I will lock Anastasia in a box and push her into a lake.'HaHa, nice joke, you know I'll drown you with her.'So fucking annoying. Dell has been on my case for the past few hours. Anastasia didn't want to eat dinner so what, that's not enough reason for him to fuckin annoy me and yet he does it still. She's wearing his bracelet, he can just enter her mind but instead he's here bugging me when I'm trying to work. Anastasia's laptop is lathered with well, so many unnecessary things. I got the feeling she was trying to hide something in these pictures of her notes, her bedroom, herself, her
×Anastasia× Today is our last day in this creepy town. We've gone over as many footage and audio as we can. Griffin hasn't changed his attitude towards me, and I'm skeptical to return home. Theodore lied to me. It's difficult for me to believe that The Theodore Roosely would be involved in this type of shit. And I left him alone with my cousin. What if Alexis is sacrificed too? It's not like I can stop it. If I asked her about it, she wouldn't tell me. I won't get myself hurt because she's decided to stay mad at me forever. The audios revealed more information, but we couldn't get to everything. Griffin and I have to return to Grimsborrow tomorrow. There's one thing, the Anastasia in those videos said. The last tape I listened too, she told whoever was listening to burn the tapes, laptop, and videos. She said,"Everything you need is in the flashdrive. Find out where I hid it. Post the evidence online, and put a stop to this."The thing is, she never mentioned that flashdrive again.
×Anastasia× I don't know how it happened, but being in Sweet Haven relaxed both Griffin and I. We ended up getting wasted, and dancing in a fountain. Of course we weren't arrested, they cheered us on even more. A couple joined us, kicking and dancing. Dinner was fantastic. To die for type do delicious. After getting our clothes wet, we walked around the rest of the festival. Trying snacks, drinking some more and talking about-"There's no way you actually tattooed that." My laugh sounded annoying to my ears but I couldn't find it in my body to care, even in the slightest. My chest felt heavy and full of joy. It's been too long since I laughed without a care in the world. I'm not even watching my back. Griffin has an arm around my waist, we're balancing each other out. Keeping us on our toes or we might fall over. "I did. I don't know why I thought it would be badass, but I was rebelling-" he burped. "Ex- exussee mee."Okay, he's slurring his words. I think he meant excuse me. "And
×Anastasia× My head feels heavy, and my body feels weak. My hips move to side, and pain zaps through me. I let out a small resounding yelp, and the bed shifts next to me. Taking slow deep breaths, I reached for the lamp switch on the bed side table next to me. The room is full of light now, and I can see everything around me. There's no decent explanation as to why my body feels like crap, I wish I could just sleep it off, but I'm not tired. Fuck, what the hell happened?"You're awake?" Griffin grumbles next to me. He moves oddly in the bed as I try to understand why we're both sharing a bed. The sheets roll down and my eyes cast a look down to my bare skin. I'm naked. ….I am fucking naked! Oh my fucking god!I shot up, and yanked the sheets back over my chest area. I'm naked. I turned to Griffin who's rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. His torso is bare, and dragging my eyes down to where the duvet stops above his hips. I can see that he's nude there too. What the hell happene
×Griffin×Anastasia is freaking out. I can tell. I can feel it. As much as I want to stay with her, I turned the car away from her street and drove myself back to my hellhole. The place people expect me to call home. I've seen cemeteries and morgues with a more homey feeling than I get whenever I return home. There's a car I don't recognize outside in the driveway the very second my father's house comes into view. Who the fuck owns that?'Do we care?'No you're right. We don't.Once my car was secured in the parking spot, I headed out. Snatching the bags that I needed to hide for Anastasia. I'll take them to Dell's shed. As soon as I drop my things in my room. I feel like I'm fifty. My father makes me feel that old. I want to avoid him. I want to get as far as I can. But that would mean he won. He succeeded in making me look like the devil's spawn. He's had every control over my life. He's the major reason I'm broody. The reason I've gotten into trouble. If someone thinks you're ba
×Anastasia× My return to the house comes with a slight feeling of dread. The fact that the feeling is only small is what shocks me the most. Seeing my aunt with a knife, nearly drove me insane. Until she hugged me and explained that she was in the middle of preparing dinner, and I arrived just in time. I excused myself and went off to my bedroom. Tossed my bag on the bed, and crawled into it. Just laying there, I pulled my phone out and texted Griffin to tell him that I'm doing okay. I went to my gallery, clicking through a folder marked as memories. It had pictures of my family. Videos too. It's cute, and it tells me what I missed. What I can't remember. That little nightmare plagues me. When I see them, I see their splattered body next. And it hurts. A pang swells in my chest, I blow out some air to try and relieve the pain.Can't I just see them being Happy? There's a photo of me and Marion, laughing like a bunch of cooks. Our eyes look weird, and I'm sure we did that on purpose
×Alexis× You can say I'm a bitch, which is something I never wanted to be. Anastasia is the cousin I wanted to be close too. I thought that if we were together, as best buddies, I could get away from my horrible life. And it worked for a while, but not after she got to high school. Watching her ramble with Vanessa made me feel jealousy. Despite everything that had happened, Anastasia can still earn glances everywhere. She was still a social butterfly that people loved no matter what. That annoyed me. I wanted to be that social butterfly. I wanted attention like she gets but she's right, where the fuck are my morals? I should be a better person but instead, I'm a mindless sheep who spends her days feeling sorry for herself and envying her cousin. The thing about Anastasia that hits me hard, is how perfect she is. So I'm a year younger. A grade younger. I told myself things wouldn't be so different for me because we went to different schools. That all changed when she decided she wa
×Anastasia× |Two years ago|High proved to be a merry mess, after just a year of being there. I realized things weren't what they seemed. Everything was fucked up. The students, they were cooking us up for something big. Something none of the parents ever expected. It would crash the whole town once it happened but I am determined to make sure they fail in every way. There's a way that they select people. There are ways they choose their next victim. It's not by beauty. They're taking kids whose parents have neglected them. The suffering and pain of the kids makes them happy. Because when that kid is killed, they look to the sky and wonder why the world decided to be unjustly towards them. They'd think about their lives prior to their torturous death and think about how miserable, and unfulfilling it was. That was how they chose their kids. Mason was a star in the rising of football. He was a good friend of mine. His brother Joshua is one of the sweetest nerds I've met. People thin