Chapter 23

Nicolette's POV

I sat on top of tree watching the bright day turn into night. The sky was painted with shades of orange, purple, blue, and yellow.

I could feel that my cheeks were stained with tears that I had cried earlier. I lift my head off of the trunk of the tree and pull the loose strands of hair that got stuck in the cracks of the tree.

"Nicolette?" I hear from the bottom of trees. My eyes widened as I hear the familiar voice, Malcom's voice. Why couldn't it be anyone else. The soft crunch of leaves he stepped on was like an echo through the quiet forest.

"Nicolette is you can hear me, I'm sorry about whatever Darius said too you. He's a blundering idiot," he yelled into the forest. His voice echoed through the forest causing me to loose where he walking.

I stand up on branch and balance myself up on it, holding onto the trunk for balance.

"Shit," I mumble as my foot sips off the branch and breaks a small twit off of it. I watch it as falls and before I throughly to stop it wit