Chapter Eighteen

"I can't believe them. They're basically treating us like animals at the slaughterhouse."

I nodded solemnly at her words, the fuming brunette was pacing the length of the room, her short dark hair bouncing up and down with each movement."They're just so cruel!" She hissed, the word sounding more like a curse than anything else. She stopped pacing abruptly to take one of her pillows off the sofa and slammed it against the wall. The loud thud resonated in my ears.

"Stop overreacting Bree, everyone is shocked about this too." The strawberry-blonde said soothingly, sitting on one of the armchairs, and reaching out to pat her hand comfortingly.

I looked at Paige who had her head resting on my shoulder, her eyes trained on the scene in front. The news had shocked everyone to the core, some taking it harder than most, one of the girls had fainted the moment we stepped into the courtyard leading to our residence.

"Overreacting? Didn't you hear the same thing I heard!?" Bree turned to fa