I unfortunately didn't hit her hard enough but she did fall on the floor. She got back up straight away and tried to hit me back with a yell. Her nose was bleeding and her hair was a mess. I heard teachers screaming and getting to their feet. Someone put his arms around me, pulling me away from Kylee. ''Beatrice, stop.'' I heard Mr. Jackson say, who tried to pull me away but couldn't. Kylee tried to step closer but another teacher intervened, trying to hold her back. I stepped on Mr. Jackson his shoe and elbowed him in the stomach, making sure he released me. Once I was out of his hold, I took a step towards Kylee. Very strong arms grabbed me from behind, too strong for me to fight back. I tried though. I elbowed the person behind me but it was like hitting a rock. I knocked my head back, trying to hit the person behind me in the face. ''Tris.'' I heard Damon say in my ear. His voice and smell calmed me down a little bit. I fell still, still feeling murderous. Damon put his arm around
I wanted to walk in but Kylee grabbed the sleeve of my dress. ''Stay away from him. He's mine.'' Kylee whispered to me while looking at Damon. That really didn't sat right with me. He wasn't hers. Even thinking about him touching her had my blood boiling again. I was never a possessive or jealous person at all but there was no way she was going to ever touch him. I felt this pull towards him and I don't know where it came from. And it was definitely the wrong thing to say to me while I was in this state mentally. After she shared a half nude pic of me on the internet. What was wrong with this chick. ''Watch me.'' I said and I walked in.As I walked in, his smell invaded my nostrils. The smell of cinnamon was everywhere and boy did it smell good. I realized I have never been in his office before and took a good look around. It was pretty bare, no personal items on the wall or his desk apart from an old picture of a dog. It piqued my interest and I picked it up. There was a very happy b
‘‘Miss Madden, Mr. Bell, we finished the investigation into the fire. This is a standard procedure with all incidents like this.” The first police officer said. He opened the file, showing me the details of the evening. ‘‘Okay...” I said, waiting for more information. I looked at the file and saw different times, the time that the fire started, the time that different people got out of the building and what time the fire was extinguished. ‘‘This is a list of the times of the evening. Normally, the time that the fire alarm goes on will be added. Was it not for the fact that the fire alarm was disabled. And not just disabled, completely torn off the wall.” The second officer said. I looked at them with shock. ‘‘What are you saying? Did someone do this?” I asked, feeling panicked. ‘‘We looked into the camera tapes. Most of them were destroyed but the camera images were automatically backed up by the system. Luckily there was some footage left.” The police officer said. He hesitantly look
I was in the most boring meeting of my life. I looked at the teachers who were discussing the students and the upcoming school trip. My phone burned a hole in my pants. She drove me crazy. She hadn't texted me back after this morning and my fingers were itching to send another text. I didn't though, instead giving her some space. Kylee was in the corner, f*ck knows why. She had to arrange some stuff and had to use the printer for that. For some reason I felt really angry. I almost snapped at the teachers to shut the f*ck up but I contained myself with some effort. The door opened and I immediately smelled Tris. My head snapped up, excited to see her. I couldn't see her yet, she was in the doorway. Her heart was beating wildly and I frowned, wondering what was up. She walked into the teachers' lounge, a cruel smile on her face and her eyes set on Kylee. She briskly took five steps and out of nowhere, her fist impacted Kylee's face. Some teachers screamed and everybody scrambled out of
“That's why we decided to come to you first. We should have a clear way tonight.” Nikolas added. It didn't take me long to answer. “Let's go. We need to get ready.” I said to the guys. I looked forward again, eager to get out of here. All of a sudden I saw a car almost driving into our car. I saw Tris in the car, next to her boss who had a panicked look on his face. Keddrick honked and the car started up again and with squeaking tires drove around us. I tried not to have any reaction to it but inside I was wondering where Tris was going with her boss. After a quick detour by the houses of Kylee and Hailee, Keddrick drove to the edge of the forest where the safe house was. We built it here in case of emergencies and it was the place where we stored all of our equipment and weaponry. It was hidden from prying eyes and only the most trusted in the circle knew about it. We got out of the car and ran the rest of the way. It felt good using my speed again. Keddrick ran beside me, complet
I looked at my heels and still couldn't move. Everything was eerily silent. I was standing in the doorframe of my bedroom, basked in the light. What do I do? I realised I left my phone downstairs. I contemplated the course of action, whether I should go downstairs and grab my phone, shout Moose for safety, scream and hope someone was outside, lock myself in the bathroom and climb out the window or jump out my bedroom window. All these thoughts ran through my head but before I could make a decision, I heard a sound. My head snapped to the closet where I heard a knock from the inside. A muffled sound was heard and it sounded eerily close to my name. I was still frozen on the spot, shock taking over my body and mind. Suddenly a foot shot through the closet, creating a loud crash. I didn't even move but my head screamed in panic. Then it registered what happened and I realised it was Jane her shoe I was looking at. “Jane!” I screamed and I moved, opening my closet. Jane sat in my dresse
The knife hit me in my leg. I fell backwards and I couldn't breathe anymore. Blood was gushing out my leg, my neck was black and blue because of Ryan his hand and my spine got hit so many times, I don't know if I had broken my back. I wanted to drift off and forget the pain. I didn't want to be here anymore. But then I heard Tris scream. I tilted my heavy head and saw Ryan between her legs. Her dress had ridden up and he pushed her down with his entire body. She was fighting, beating around her with frantic movements but it didn't help. It was like he didn't even feel it. He was saying things but I didn't hear it, a loud peep resounding in my head. Then suddenly he brought his face down to her neck and she screamed. A scream full of pain and hopelessness. A sort of strength came over me. My last momentum of being clear. He was going to kill Tris and I couldn't let that happen. I stood up, my body protesting but my mind clearer than ever. I removed the knife from my leg, blood rushing
“Jane. Thank you. You saved her life. I owe you more than anything I could ever give you.” He said with a serious expression. I could see rage was still going through his entire being and that he was trying to calm down. I looked back at my best friend, a peaceful expression on her face. “No, I think you saved her life. I'm pretty sure she was dying.” I softly said. “I felt pain. I thought it was my own, but it was hers. I should've known.” Damon responded with a guilty voice. “Look, I have no idea what that means. You are not human, that's all I know at this point. And Ryan or Alexander or whatever his name is, is also not. And right now I'm too fucked up to even care.” I said back. He steered the car right into a long driveway. A beautiful house came into view. There was greenery everywhere and the house itself was massive. A small mansion. “You live here!?” I said with a gasp. “Yup. Welcome in.” Damon said and he parked up the car. “Will you be alright walking in?” He asked me. I