Just then, James returned with his dad. I peeled my eyes from the woman, focusing on the reason I'd come."Sheriff Smith, good afternoon.""Eva, how you doin', James here told me you needed some news articles for a uh, an essay?""Yes, sir.""Okay, you can check our old records, James will take ya,""Come on," James nudged me, and I followed him down the corridor and into a small office by the left. The room was filled with shelves. Stacked on each shelf were books and old news articles. The room wasn't dusty, a sign of regular cleaning. The only furniture in the room was a desk and two chairs on opposite ends of the table. They still looked brand new. Perhaps no one was actually posted in the office. "This is the storage room. Well, one of them. This place is accessible to the public under the right circumstances. The main storage room for sensitive information is elsewhere." I looked at all the work before me. As I advanced further into the room, I saw that the files were properl
Just then, James returned with his dad. I peeled my eyes from the woman, focusing on the reason I'd come."Sheriff Smith, good afternoon.""Eva, how you doin', James here told me you needed some news articles for a uh, an essay?""Yes, sir.""Okay, you can check our old records, James will take ya,""Come on," James nudged me, and I followed him down the corridor and into a small office by the left. The room was filled with shelves. Stacked on each shelf were books and old news articles. The room wasn't dusty, a sign of regular cleaning. The only furniture in the room was a desk and two chairs on opposite ends of the table. They still looked brand new. Perhaps no one was actually posted in the office. "This is the storage room. Well, one of them. This place is accessible to the public under the right circumstances. The main storage room for sensitive information is elsewhere." I looked at all the work before me. As I advanced further into the room, I saw that the files were properl
I looked out the window, It was still raining.The downpour had ensued in the early hours of the morning. It wasn't as heavy as it had been initially, but the clouds were still dark and gloomy. At this rate, I was going to be late for school, again. I took out my phone to call Esme. The school bus must have been long gone. Maybe, just maybe I'd be able to hitch a ride with my bestie. "Eva, hey, what's up?""I'm stuck at home. Is there any chance you haven't left yet?"She paused briefly, and I heard some mumbling before she spoke again."Yeah, I'll come get you. Be outside your house in 15 minutes.""Okay." Once I heard the sound of a car pulling up in front of my house, I made my way outside. My cheeks went red as soon as I entered the car and saw who was driving. The car had tinted windows, and I had just assumed Esme would be in the driver's seat. I was terribly wrong and presently sat next to someone I could only describe as a Greek god. I turned to the back to see Esme sitting
I didn't see Kieran the next day, even when I went to his house to help Esme set up. It was hard trying to find out what had happened when I had such little to go with. I had spent the night before researching on rear conditions that caused changes in the eyes. Of course, I'd found nothing. I'd known Esme and Kieran for almost 2 years. In fact, I'd met Kierian first. They had just moved into town. It was a small town where everyone knew everyone's business. They stayed a few minutes away, and I'd heard all about the new family with the pretty sister and hot brother, but I had no friends or social life so, it wasn't till a month after that I met them. Something had happened that day when i first saw Kierian that I'd completely ignored until now. Esme had come to enrol at my school. Keiran brought her since their parents were out of town. They travelled a lot and I'd only met their mother once. I was walking out of the library when I saw him. I was smitten. You could call it love at
I was staring at Kieran, my eyes wide with shock. His back was turned to me as one hand covered his face. What was happening to him? My first instinct was to run in fear, but something else was pushing for me to stay with him. "Kieran? Are... are you okay?" I reached out to touch him."Don't touch me," he said icily. The coldness in his voice pierced my heart like thorns. He barely ever spoke to me, and when he did, it was never nice. Even then, his words seemed to be laced with a strong emotion directed at me.Was it anger?Why would he be angry at me? I hadn't done anything. Coming into his room was a mistake, but it was no reason for him to treat me so coldly.With a renewed sense of boldness, I went around him and placed my hand on his arm. "Did I do anything wrong?"He shrugged off my hand and walked to the other end of the room, still refusing to face me."Get out." His words stung."What?""Leave. Now!"His voice boomed at me, and I had no choice but to leave with nothing but
Home... it was a funny word. My house wasn't a home. It was just a building with four walls, from which I took shelter. It wasn't a large apartment. We weren't rich, but mum basically worked her butt off, and being an only child meant I could basically have whatever I wanted. Laying on my bed, I felt like a piece of decoration in my own house. Esme called later that evening to tell me she had my clothes from last night and she'd cleaned them up for me."Oh, thank you, I'll come get them myself tomorrow,""I don't think you need to stress yourself, I'll just bring them with me on monday,""Oh no, it's fine, I'll actually be passing through there tomorrow. I... have a date.""How am I just hearing about this? Who's the guy?" Esme bubbled over the phone"Yeah, this is why I didn't tell you. It's not a big deal. He just had an extra ticket and happened to bump into me in town." "Who is it?""James""Ooh, he's not too bad on the eyes,""Oh my God, goodbye, Esme." I heard her giggle as I h
There was a stillness in the atmosphere. The silence was deafening, and I could hear my heart beating fast despite my efforts to calm it. James had returned to the car, leaving me outside as my mind was spinning over multiple possibilities but never really focusing on one.We were close to the forests. Too close.I was suddenly overcome by an unnerving feeling. Were we being watched? I looked around, breaking my self-induced trance. The trees on either side of us stood tall and strong. There was a familiar sensation as I focused, deep between those trees, I saw eyes staring at me through menacing red slits. They weren't human.There was a loud howl before James jeered me to get into the car. My mind wasn't fully itself yet, but my body responded quickly. In one second, the car was in motion. We were speeding along the quiet road."Are you okay?" His voice startled me. I was scared and I didn't know why.I willed myself to speak, but I couldn't get the words out, so I gave him a little
Just then, James returned with his dad. I peeled my eyes from the woman, focusing on the reason I'd come."sheriff Smith, good afternoon.""Eva, how you doin', James here told me you needed some news articles for a uh, an essay?""Yes, sir.""Okay, you can check our old records, James will take ya,""Come on," James nudged me, and I followed him down the corridor and into a small office by the left. The room was filled with shelves. Stacked on each shelf were books and old news articles. The room wasn't dusty, a sign of regular cleaning. The only furniture in the room was a desk and two chairs on opposite ends of the table. They still looked brand new. Perhaps no one was actually posted in the office. "This is the storage room. Well, one of them. This place is accessible to the public under the right circumstances. The main storage room for sensitive information is elsewhere." I looked at all the work before me. As I advanced further into the room, I saw that the files were properl