CROSSSomething hard slams into my sides and I'm jolting up at the continuous kick. I hear murmurs but it takes a while to fully wake up and process their words. The hallway is bright and my spine hurts from how I crouched to get some sleep."Wake the fuck up!" Bryan's voice reaches me first, followed by his kick again."Hey, be nice to him, okay? You've been a total douche since you two came in." That's Ace and for once, he sounds like he has a soul. He's usually quiet and doesn't talk much. Doesn't look like he even wants to talk at all. I lifted my eyes to his direction and held a gaze with the pissed off kid.He's older than me by a year but kinda like a kid with his slimmer build. He has a snatched waist and an impressive figure– not like I stare but it's fascinating and somehow pretty."What the fuck? That's what he told you? Stay out of our business!"Great! I start to pick myself up before this can get any worse.The others have noticed the tense air between Bryan and I. He do
CROSSMe: It happened again.I sent the text to Sofia, chest heaving as I slid down the wall next to my room. The moans and grunts of a woman inside was enough signal not to go in.My eyes watered as I drew my knees up and hugged it, looking back and forth in the dark hallway. Anything could be hiding in the darkness just waiting to pounce on me.Someone was there tonight. I could feel it. The way the demons reacted, the fear I felt from them and how quickly they dispersed.Whoever showed up must've been really powerful.The sharp blaring of my phone made me jerk and my heart pounded from the scare. I quickly answered the call and pressed it to my ear as her worried voice filled the air."Holy freaking shit, Damian!" She cursed heavily. I could hear her pacing back and forth in her room, hands ruffling her hair as she licked her lips."You said it hasn't happened in a long time! I thought-""Every week," I whispered. "For six months, Sofia. Six whole fucking months." I hissed, annoyan
CROSSI could never get used to this. Ever since Cyrus left, it's been one strange thing after the other. First, it was the strange feeling of being watched. It didn't matter where I was or what I was doing. I could feel it. It woke me up sometimes in the middle of the night and I soon realized that it was a signal.Whenever that happened, this followed.This chase. I didn't even know what was chasing me. I just knew to run.My guts told me to run- as fast I could. I couldn't get caught. I didn't know what would happen but judging by the look of things, I couldn't wait to find out.Whatever was after me wasn't up for a friendly conversation, believe me, I've tried.I've screamed and begged for audience, anywhere I can plead my case, but nothing.What do they want for me?Cyrus wasn't even here anymore.Has the time of grace elapsed? That night he ripped out his wings, it was supposed to buy us time to figure something out. Did he go in search of his father alone?If he left for my own
CROSSThe first time I felt the unfamiliar presence, I thought it was him. I thought he had returned. It's been six months since I last laid eyes on Cyrus. Six months of wondering where he disappeared to. He just poofed into thin air and I've been questioning his existence ever since.His disappearance broke me. It shattered me beyond measure. I didn’t realise how in love with him I've been until I had no means to contact him.I stopped by his house the first week he went missing and nothing. I found no trace of him. His house was just as I'd left it when I stormed off that morning.Three weeks later and it was sold.I wasn't the only one asking questions, his teammates were worried until they said something about a letter of transfer. He transferred schools and still no word.They were affected by his silence and sudden decision to disappear with no communication, but not as affected as I was.I never forgave my parents for their pranks that night. I wasn't sure it had anything to do
CROSSOh God, no! I fell asleep, didn't I? The thought tore a groan from my lips as I forced my heavy eyelids open. Ah shit- I was right. I did fall asleep. Worse, it was on my stupid diary, now with dried tears on them.When did I even bring this out? I thought I promised myself I was never going to-- ah there I go again! Thinking about it first thing in the morning.Quickly, I tucked the diary away in my drawer and moved to stand up when my eyes landed on the clock."Shit!" I'm fucking late. "Fuck! Fuck!" I scanned the room quickly, heart tightening when I saw no Bryan in sight. Worse, his bed was a mess. Used condoms here and there– fuck! He was seriously making me regret my life choices and curse you-know-who.No time to pick up after him. I grabbed my towel from my side of the bed and dashed out of the room, almost bumping into Harry on my way to the bathroom down the hall."Hey, slow down, man. What's going on?" he flashed me his best seller grin with his hands on his waist. My
CROSSI stepped into the room, watching them jolt and step away from each other to wear back their ‘serious’ look; mom flipped her hair and folded her arms, dad was torn between placing his hands on the cabinet, or posing for the next superman.“Can someone explain what the heck is going on?” I felt like I was losing my mind.They exchanged a look before they both sighed, giving it up and I saw their tough act shatter.“Your mom suspected a while ago,” dad confessed, pushing mom as the culprit.My heart ceased. “Suspected what?”“You and your boyfriend,” he rolled his eyes and my gaze shifted to her.“It was just wild guessing,” she shrugged, her eyes darting around suspiciously. “A mother's instincts, I guess.”I blinked at them, my head blank as I was unsure of what to feel. Whatever anxiety I was having earlier was suddenly gone, replaced with a swirl of emotions I couldn't even recognize.There was no way I made it obvious. I didn't even realize my feelings for Cyrus until… when?