“I... killed you,” I repeated looking at him. He hissed with eyes unbelievably staring at me. “Are you really going that far just to drive me away?” I shook my head shutting my eyes firmly and yelled. “I... I killed you!” He stretched his arm to hold both of my shoulders. “Okay... calm down, Serra–” “Don’t touch me!” I shove his hand away. What I did made the both of us froze. Seeing his eyes that were in pain pinched my heart. I want to grab unto him to make up with what I did, but I couldn’t bring myself to do so. I lifted my hand multiple times to reach for him but those times ended the same way, I hesitated and lowered my hand. I curled my fingers into fists and hid them behind me. I tightened my fist. I was still shivering. I lowered my face, closed my eyes and gritted my teeth. I’m afraid. I am more frightened right now than the times I risked my life. I might end up doing the same thing in my vision. I am scared of the possibility of hurting him, putting an end to his exis
A long creak whispered in my ears. I groaned and covered my ears with a pillow. I turned to the edge of the bed facing the cabinet. The creak kept on slipping through the pillow and annoyed my ears. I slightly opened my eyes. Half awake, I witnessed the wardrobe’s door slowly cracked open on its own until it swung wide to the sides. A pair of hand stretched out from the inside and was followed by a long messy hair touching the floor. My throat ran dry. My fear awakened me. Slowly, a lady in red crawled out with her face covered with her messy hair. She finally got out of the furniture on her knees and with palms pressed against the tile floor. I cautiously covered my mouth with both hands not making any noise. I gasped when she snappily tilted her head in my direction. She crawled fast in my direction. I got up on my butt and kicked on my bed squeezing myself against the headboard. I clutched my chest and chased after my breath. I hesitantly peeked over the bed and saw nothing. I too
“She’s the self proclaimed medius, right?” “She threatened Dorothy, the popular UTube sensation.” “I really have a hunch that she is behind the killings in the university.” “SU will never be in peace if she’s around.” “She’s being bashed in the comment section on Dorothy’s latest video.” I just continued walking, passing the dorm’s lobby. I wasn’t born dumbed not to realize that they were talking about me. I lifted my chin high despite the rumors going around. When I got out of the dorm building, I flinched, something cracked on my head and a slimy and sticky substance dripped down my face. “Murderer!” A student shouted after throwing raw egg at me. They all laughed with my misery. The group of students waited for me. They were here for me. They gathered in front of the dorm just for me and their population is approximately half of the university’s population. They have banners with them with the picture of my face painted with huge red X. A huge tarpaulin of me was even display
“Where is Gugu?” Amara asked out of the blue that caught me off guard. We are currently having a break here in the cafeteria with Mandy. Everyone’s glaring eyes in the cafeteria were directed to us. We just comfortably ate. After what Amanda did to the students in front of the dorm, they hated us more but couldn’t touch even a strand of our hair. The entire school has no match for the governor’s daughter. “Serra...” Amara reached for my hand that was on the table. “Did she cross over? Tell me.” Her eyes watered. I nodded as a response. “She was latching on you because she knew that the baby in your womb will be in danger. She didn’t want to happen the same thing to you that caused her death. She offered her soul to protect the life in your womb. The process weakened her vitality so she had to cross over,” I explained further. Her eyes teared up more. “I haven’t even get to say goodbye.” She placed her hand on her womb cherishing the fruit of her love and Bruce’s. “What happened to
“Lulu, where are you?” I asked over the phone. “Dorm and I’m with Kate. Don’t worry about me, Serra,” she answered from the other line. After being contented with her answer, I ended the call. Amara and Mandy looked at me waiting for an update. They are both as worried as me. “She’s in the dorm,” I told them and they both sighed in relief. The thirteenth day after Zack’s death is almost here and it’s driving me insane. I saw Dorothy and Lulu’s death. I felt like I have to choose again and up to now I haven’t saved Beatrice’s and Engr. Murray’s soul. They are nowhere to be found. The image of the six headed demon popped in my mind. It was three heads to that of a male and three to that of a female. They were Mark, Jann, Engr. Murray, Suzy, Victoria, and Beatrice’s heads. Its victims head. When it transformed into a serpent, I only heard two voices. Beatrice’s and Engr. Murray’s. It was possible that their souls were trapped inside the demon. Just like what it almost did to Zack’s s
“W-What?” I mumbled. I heard a creak from behind. I halted and turned my head. I swiftly turned around and ran in his direction. “Xyrus!” I yelled and pushed him hard. He stumbled and rolled on the grass grunting. The creaking continued and then I heard a snap. I looked up and saw a huge branch of the big tree hustling down at me. I raised my arm above my head and tilted my face to the side. I shut my eyes and waited for my demise. Everything went so fast. Someone bravely stood behind me and pushed me down on the ground. A pair of tough arms covered my head. Darkness towered over me as a toned body squeezed and sheilded me. I could feel his heart beating frantically against my back. Grip... A huge crash was followed by his grunt and screams from other students. “Serra!” Amara, Mandy, and Xyrus called altogether. “I-I’m fine–” My eyes widened when he coughed blood on the ground over my shoulder. His breath was heavy and fast. His sweet scent was mixed with metallic scent of blo
SERRA “Serra...” someone grabbed my hand. I stood frozen. The corners of my lips curled a smile. I excitedly turned my head and faced him. My lips contracted erasing my smile seeing Xyrus. I was expecting someone else, someone else I don’t even know. “I just want to say thank you for saving me the other day despite how bad I treated you.” He stared at my eyes with a smile curved on his lips. I gave him a sturdy look. “Worst.” I corrected him. He looked away and said he was sorry in a soft voice. “Go out with me, Serra.” That was an out of the blue remark that took me by surprise. He looked away again. Red crept his cheeks. He ran his fingers through his hair. That gesture of him replayed in my mind nonstop. The short strands of his hair covering his forehead ran smoothly upward up to the back of his head. His long brown mapple hair bounced above his shoulder. “Serra?” Xyrus called. His black hair leaned to his right. Sadness fell over me. I was seeing someone else. My heart sud
“Grey Preston...” I lifted my head to see who mumbled my lover’s name. It was Amara. I removed my piled books from the space beside me and placed them on the table. I tapped the bench motioning her to seat beside me. “That mysterious guy again?” She shook her head. “Is he even real?” She put her bag on the table and handed me a bag of snacks. “So, how’s the baby?” I ran my hand over her bulging tummy and talked to the life inside. “The baby’s fine and if you’d ask, I’m fine as well.” She rolled her eyes to the back of her head. “How about Lulu?” I grabbed a different colored pen and started scribbling random stuffs around Grip’s name that I doodled. “Can I see his face again?” Amara pointed at Grip’s name using her lips. I flipped my sketchpad and showed her my artworks. I drew his face in every scene I could remember. I first showed her my art work of Grip when we met each other for the first time, on the pathwalk, under the mapple tree. “Is he some kind of fictional character