Sally's POVAllen nodded one last time with a hopeful smile on his face.I chuckled. "Good, now, let's eat."And that's my final mission for today. Find the guy named Ryan and confront him.If I'm not mistaken, I think I saw him - mainly his champagne-stained head, but I never spoke to him, not even a 'hello'. The only thing I knew about Ryan was that he was also a senior and we were in the same art class.This is the last year we will spend in this hell hole and we have never started a conversation because we are so different. I'm not saying I hate school, but sometimes the school responsibilities are as much as my work at home.So, who gave this guy the right to keep an eye on me? We're not friends and I think I've made that point clear. We don't even acknowledge each other's presence.Plus, he doesn't look like one of those guys who stalk girls as a hobby because I think it's the other way around. Girls stalk him. I saw a few girls on campus following him around. And he has a girlf
Sally's POVFast forward to a few days later, Athena and I were out shopping, mostly her. I just followed around out of boredom."You hear that?" Athena linked her arm with mine as we walked along the colorful shopping stores.I was going to spend the weekend locked in my room but my grandfather had other plans for me. So, I decided to leave him and his plans behind and deal with the consequences later."Hear what?" I unconsciously walked into Macy's when Athena tagged along. Her left arm is lined with a different brand of shopping bag."One of the seniors at our school got into a fight." She huffed and said.The hand casually searching for my outfit stopped as my eyes glanced to the left corner where Athena was standing, trying to act as if I didn't care while I was trying to find out if she knew who the culprit was. anyone at the same time or not."What's his name?" She tapped her chin. "Brian? No. Okay." Snap your fingers a few times when you remember his name. "Ryan is his name. H
Sally's POVThe darkness is comforting. The gentle breeze blowing through my sadness felt so good on my cold and wounded body. The only source of light that accompanies me is the half-moon hanging in the sparkling night sky.I wiped the dried blood with my sweater with tears in my eyes. "Mom, Dad. How are you two?" I asked, trying not to sob like a little girl. "I'm sorry I haven't visited you for a long time because I was busy with school and my grandfather,"I grumbled the last words.My eyes were glued to their names engraved on the tombstones. "I miss you guys so much, and I feel like I'll die if I keep feeling like this." Sitting on my knees, I cried out. "Please help me.""I don't know what else to do, or where else to go." I was going to drop out of school to move back in with my grandparents from my mom's side but I was in my senior year and I wanted to remember something I did for myself and all the hard work I did to good use."Please, give me the strength to get through all
Sally's POV"Why did you help him? Is this not what you want?" Grandma said, her voice was shaking.One of the many men came back with the big red first aid kit and put it right next to me."Leave." I opened the lid. I disinfected my hands before wearing rubber gloves. I correctly identified the bullet first and asked my grandmother to put her hand under the bullet, preventing it from moving further.Quickly put the yellow liquid on his skin and I continued to stab the scalpel into his flesh as I dug the bullet out of his chest. When the bullet was out, I sewed the wound I created and disinfected it. The bullet wound, too, I wiped the blood, stitched it, put a little more alcohol against the infection on top, and covered it with palm-sized gauze.I walked away to check my work, not bad. However, my expression was still serene, to answer my grandmother. "I just helped because you said he was your soul mate." Taking off my gloves, I threw them away before going straight to my room."Sa
Sally's POVI woke up still tired and at the same time, I felt terrible, not sure why but I thought it was because of what happened yesterday. And recalling the way Athena looked at me, she was afraid of me, maybe she realized why I was and would start to distance myself. I guess it is better that way.Moaning when I woke up and started the day with a cold shower, just to let myself be a little awake. "Good morning, Miss. Sally," One of the house's many maids welcomed me, and I responded with a slight smile.I was expecting to see everyone in the dining room but what surprised me was the number of luggage lined up in the room. "Uh, what is this?"Grandma stepped in just in time to answer my question. "We will fly to Paris for a while." She smiled slightly. "You're on a two-week vacation anyway?"I squinted at her, suspicious. I never told her or anyone in this house about my two weeks off school, in addition, it was just getting started."Who told you?"The woman turned to face me an
Sally's POVThe neighborhood also looks as friendly as the people here. Not that I'm saying my town is scary and full of cold people, no. Only when you were born and raised there, everything you see becomes dull.My grandparents here are an important person. The houses here are also quite large, with two floors. I am not saying that I am a rich child, but both sides of my grandparents are well-off. I can see people coming in and out of their homes.I put the cloth bag back on my shoulder and walked in to see the couple smiling at their guests. But, shortly after, the smile widened when they found out I was standing at the entrance."Hey!" I smiled brightly before they pulled me into a hug. Both seemed surprised at the visit they even mentioned it."I'm surprised they let you come here without anyone following you." My grandmother mocked.I shrugged and giggled. "They are going to Paris and they need more servants. Plus, I can take care of myself.""I was once again surprised. I think
Sally's POVDuring the first week and a half of my stay in town, my grandparents showed me around town. Although I vaguely remembered a few places from when I was a child, they still made an effort to show the area. Now, I only have a few days to spend with them before returning to my cold, harsh life.Along with our stops at coffee shops, and bookstores... people never missed bowing in respect and gratitude to my grandparents, which completely amazed me.My grandparents must have been the healers here at that time, for everyone to appreciate them. Yes, they have the respect of the townspeople but at the same time, people fear them, not that they care. I can also say that not many people know who I lived with after my parents passed away.“Sally,” my grandmother called, standing next to the oranges she was about to buy. I hummed in response."We'll take you out tonight. We have a gathering to attend." She said excitedly. "Wear something nice."My eyebrows rose in surprise. "The gather
Sally's POVThat doesn't make any sense. My eyebrows raised in suspicion as my eyes glanced down at the red cup in their hands. Now, that makes sense, they're drunk.The girls followed where I was looking, holding their cups. They laugh. "Oh, no. We're not drunk. I promise." Nila said, raising one hand next to her head. And they both started laughing again. They are drunk."Okay, maybe, a little." She grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Come with us. We're having our little secret party in the woods. Plus, your grandparents are still talking to the town's Mayor, and it won't end until the next sunrise."I glanced at the crowd. I discovered my grandparents were still talking. I guess she's right, it's better to go than rot in boredom.“We will take good care of you, and I promise to take you home.” She smiled. I doubt my safety in her hands or anyone's for a real matter, except my grandparents, of course. But, what could go wrong? I'm drunk, I like the sound of it. I need to relax for once i