CLARAI froze, blinking at her in surprise at her outburst. Ruby had never yelled at me in this manner before. Yes, she had been angry most of the time, but at others, and never at me. Also, the fact that she was staring at me with those angry eyes somewhat frightened me.She stalked forward, yanked the box out of my hand, and set it on the ground. She then pulled Ivy inside the room, shutting the door. Briefly, she paced the room while Ivy and I stared at her. Then she stopped abruptly.“I'm sorry, Clara, I didn't mean that to you. I know it isn't my place to analyse anyone's relationship, but Elijah doesn't want you. He isn't your fated mate, not even a chosen mate. What is the need if you choose him and he doesn't do that in return? It makes you look silly and a toy meant to be used by him.” She muttered.“He didn't use me,” I scowled. “Of course, I went to him willingly.” But he did deceive me. Maybe not. If only I had asked questions and understood our interaction better, then it
CLARAI stared at the picture for a long time. It was a picture of Ruby, me, and Ivy. We had taken it on our first Halloween. Then, I wore a costume depicting a decaying werewolf with exposed bones and flesh, Ruby had on a bloody Mary costume. A white ripped dress, her face caked with make up, making her appear paler than normal, her lips painted red. She looked truly scary.While Ivy. She looked the most normal in all of us. She had dressed like cleopatra. She had stole the entire night and even won the best dressed. I guessed she deserved it as her beauty was truly enhanced by the costume.I let out a small laugh, remembering the ordeal the photographer had gone through before the picture came out as perfect as this. Back then, things were pretty simple between us; we had nothing to worry about, were open with each other, and most especially, no boy issues like now.I sighed, tossing the picture inside the brown packing box beside me, where other pictures and gifts given to me by Iv
ELIJAHI watched as Ivy stalked away, narrowing my eyes at the proximity she had with the professor. They were almost touching. It could be my imagination, but I didn't like the nearness. Also, maybe she wasn't wrong for giving me the cold shoulder and shouting at me in the presence of everyone. But what was I expecting?I had humiliated her. Not once. Not even twice! I groaned, kicking at a pebble, glaring as it skidded towards a larger stone. I shouldn't blame her for acting mad. I believed if I were in her shoes, I'd act the same way. But hey!She should have allowed me to speak to her. I wanted to apologise. She never even allowed me the chance to do so.It wasn't my fault. I wanted her. I wanted what we had last term. Yes, it was a bloody bet set up by Josh, the devil himself, to see who could get into the pants of the IT of the academy. He deemed her too proud and unreachable. I believed that was because he had tried and she had rejected him countless times. So, he assumed every
RACHEL“Clara,” I said, stepping closer to her. We were all made to sit in one bright room with five benches, barely enough for all of us to sit in. Some of the students were sitting on the floor, while others leaned on the wall, discussing.Others stood. I was a part of the others standing like Clara and Ruby, too.Clara didn't respond to me; instead, she looked ahead as if she didn't see me.“I know you're mad, but can you at least give me a chance to explain myself?”“Explain?” She sneered, turning to stare at me for the first time since a few hours ago she had told me off. Her eyes were filled with rage and pain.My heart ached. I tried to reach out to pull her into my embrace while telling her that she deserved better and Elijah was a douche, but I couldn't. Clara took a step backward as if she knew what I was thinking.“I want no explanation from you, Ivy.” She mumbled.“Please–” I swallowed, looking in the door’s direction as it opened.Two guards stepped in, carrying a baton i
RACHELImmediately, Elijah was in front of me, and everything happened so fast that I could barely keep up.Chaos erupted in the room. Snarls, growling, and the sound of bones breaking resounded. I grimaced, dodging bottles flying, pieces of broken furniture in my direction, at the same time trying not to get hit by the people fighting next to me. Clara and Ruby.Essentially, I was the only one in the room not engaging in any form of fistfight. I was even more confused as I watched everything unfolding.“You think she's going to give you more of her pussy? You're a fucking joke, Miller. She's using you and not even into you one bit!” Josh stated, blocking a blow from Elijah. He gripped his hand, twisting, but Elijah used his second hand, hitting his stomach with it.“Maybe you should focus more on the person in front of you!” Elijah retorted.Josh grunted, doubling over in pain. He gripped his stomach, his head raised a little, and his annoyed gaze found mine.“How can you hit your fr
RACHELIt always takes a lot to get me angry. I had lived with annoying foster siblings for a long time, and I believed I had effectively been able to push out things that could make me mad.But ever since I stepped into this Academy, it was one disaster after another, and every one of my emotions I seemed to have bottled up now seemed irrelevant and were now overflowing. I wasn't angry because he mentioned death. If anything, that was my favourite word because I had always done things that'd instantly kill me. Only that it never happened. I hated cocky boys.Elijah was one and now this stranger. I knew from his back view when he had blocked Ruby that I'd hate him from the depths of my heart, but I never knew the hatred would run deep in a short amount of time.“Your eyes, Ivy!”I nudged Clara aside as she peered at me. I didn't care about my eyes at this moment; all I cared about was Ruby not dying. I couldn't beat this boy in front of me. He was tall, muscular,, and seemed far more