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GRIPPED UPON SECRET. 16.
'Why her?'He's asked this question before and in seeking an answer, he's found himself near her. He should have stayed away but he couldn't, even today, he couldn't.She should have remained a stranger, a mere human that would be a distant memory but no, she became more than the answers he sought out. She's become a missing piece to an almost invincible puzzle. He's been restless ever since the dream he had. A dream about her, no, a dream that involved her.What did she mean to him that he lost his senses at the mere thought of her life lost?Everything changed because of that dream. Or was it a vision?All he knows is that he is no longer the same.Ending her didn't make sense anymore but keeping her breathing did. This knowledge without reason, frustrated parts of him that should stay focused and he hated it more than regret. All this time, he's been settled with being the villain in someone else's story. And now to be the he-----'No.' He shook his head, refusing to finish the
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"So, what do you think? " My mom asks, waving her hand around.Giving the kitchen, which is where we are right now, a double take, I scroll through my brain for memories of every inch of our new home, so I can have something to say."It's very nice," I finally say, looking at her.Her face falls for a second before her lips curve up into a small smile.She's trying to hide her disappointment, but she is failing miserably." I thought you were fine with us moving, " she says.There is resignation to her tone, as if she has concluded my every thought until now." I am," I respond, moving away from her to take a seat on the barstool." You don't sound like it." She complains.She now leans by the cupboards, with her arms crossed." How else do you want me to express it? Would you like me to run around the neighbourhood naked, shouting out loud about how much I love our new, much bigger, and brighter house? " I ask in amusement." You're not funny." She grumbles while shaking her head, ma
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The smell of bacon and eggs probably would have been the first thing to wake me up this morning, unfortunately it wasn't. It was more of a supposed dream I had and my reason for saying this, is because I can't really remember the dream, but all I can tell is that it woke me up in a sweaty state and since then , I haven't been able to sleep.I believe it has something to do with last night's thoughts about that fateful night, now it transferred to my dreams and has been affecting them ever since.I can definitely say that my body is exhausted, due to a lack of sleep. Not that I would ever tell my mom that, because she would totally freak out and hover over me. She worries a lot.Not wanting to dwell on my lack of sleep nor my dreams, I exit my room, tying my curly hair in a ponytail while making my way to the kitchen, where my mom is undoubtedly making breakfast.You see, my mom and I are a little different, we aren't really related. Elena Davis is my adoptive mother, I had lost both m
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I shouldn't have ran, I know I shouldn't have, but I did. I didn't want to stick around and face my possible killer. I couldn't find it in me to try and copy any of those female book characters, who were curious enough to look and interact with a stranger, in the dark. In a blink of an eye , a tall figure comes into view. I'm too stunned by how fast he appears in front of me , to really take him in. " Oh, not even staying for a chat? Ooh, so disappointing." I don't even get a chance to digest his words when suddenly, I'm picked up by my neck and slammed hard against the wall.I gasp in shock, my air supply being cut short, with the tightening of his hand around my neck. Dark hair, hazel cold eyes and a deep scar on the side of his face, with a sickening smirk, this is who this stranger is. A crazed look comes across his face, convincing me to give in and let him finish me off, no doubt he's intending to.Suddenly he's shoved away from me, where I land on the ground. A touch around
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Heading down the stairs on the Monday morning, I'm led by the trail of my mom's voice that's coming from downstairs. During my morning routine, I had enough time for some pep talk in preparation for the day ahead, and now I come face to face with my mom who's busy on the phone.Not wanting to interrupt her conversation, I kiss her cheek before making myself a bowl of cereal. By her tone, I can already tell whom she is speaking to."She's fine..." My head picks up at that."Yes, I'll say hi. Okay, I have to go, bye." She quickly says before hanging up and turning to me." Morning Sweetheart." A smile breaks out on her face." You know, you could have just carried on with your conversation, I know how much you enjoy hearing from him," and by him, I mean Josh.Uncle Josh is like a father to me. He is the one who saved me so many times, the first time we'd met, was during a time I had tried running away, because the foster home I had been at, was somewhere I never wanted to return to. I
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A rough first day I'd initially thought it would be, but the day has gone by rather okay. Well from the first four lessons that flew by and now it's break. Ethan and I only got two classes together in the morning and one after, so we won't get to see much of each other as we thought. Anyway, school hasn't been my top priority today like I believed I would make it, the mystery of this town, that grey eyed stranger and the attack have been what have got my mind wrapped up in deep thoughts.I haven't paid a lot of attention in class, not that I'll miss anything important because everything that has been taught today, is more like revision. I am quite glad that I am far ahead in terms of the topics that are meant to be covered. Walking out of class and entering into the hallway, I try my best to not get shoved and pushed by the many students. I almost do not hear my name being called, with how noisy people around me are. So when I do finally hear and detect the direction of where I'm be
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I'm staring at her. I'm watching her with a very careful eye, arm propped up on my leg and palm against my cheek while I sit on the hospital bed. I can't look away, it's impossible to do so when I'm worried. I mean, it's not every day you find your mother laying unconscious on the living room floor." Your eyes are going to pop out if you keep on staring," my mom teases, but I can't return her humour." Stop. I'm fine, I'm okay," she says, the warning clearer in her tone though her features soften at the sight of my worry." Until I hear it from the doctor, I won't take any chances," this causes her to sigh and slump in the bed.Right when I'm about to ask mom about what happened, the doctor enters, holding his doctor's board and file. " Mrs Davies?" " Miss Davies," my mom corrects, a blush on her cheeks. Ooh I think someone is finding a certain blue eyed, dark haired and tall doctor attractive." Right, sorry......" He says, moving around and checking in his file, the machine and
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It's dark. It's late out.And I can't sleep. I can't sleep knowing that my mother might have ran into some trouble and that same trouble, landed her in hospital. It worries me more to think that it might be the same kind of trouble that I ran into, not so long ago.The more I think about it though, the more I find myself arguing with myself. The mere thought of being suspicious of my own mother makes me feel bad. Besides, she hasn't even said anything, let alone mention anything to do with the bruise she has. I can't determine that my thoughts are the truth of what happened to her.It's only been a couple of days since we moved to this town and already a lot has taken place. I have encountered warnings and threats from a stranger, who seems like the coldest and intimidating person to meet and have had me witness, the last things I want to witness. Being here hasn't been smooth sailing, when all I needed was a fresh new start, no, a quiet start.I don't want to be paranoid but I thin
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