I gulped thinking about the correct way to approach the topic. Will they be mad or angry? Right now, they looked peaceful, happy, and calm so I decide not to ruin the mood and the vibe and just ask them both in the evening. Yeah, that'd be perfect.
Before I knew I was yawning and it was getting hard to close my eyes and I leaned my head on Elijah's shoulder and dozed off.
I wasn't completely asleep but I wasn't completely in my senses either. It was a hazy state that I wasn't unfamiliar with. It often happened when I got nightmares because they make me exhausted. I know they were talking to each other but I was too out of it to comprehend what.
Gulping, I sighed tiredly wishing I'd suddenly feel refreshed and active. I hate being like this. My hands and eyes twitched and I felt someone lower me down to their lap and caress my
I wiped my eyes and without any moment of hesitancy, I leaped forward engulfing Elijah in a hug. He took deep breaths clenching his jaw and his fiat as he placed his chin on ny shoulder. I rubbed his back and neck feeling absolutely horrible.How could someone do that to a child, a child himself?He dug his face in my neck and I cradled it with my hand combing through his hair.We were so engrossed in our feelings that we didn't even notice the door open up."I wasn't aware we were having a family reunion", Nate's teasing voice snapped us out and we look at him making him frown."Why so... miserable?" He asked confusedly making me giggle while Elijah shook his head.Nate jumped on t
I tried my hardest not to scoff as she didn't even remember my name. Pulling my lip between my teeth, I bit down hard looking down on the floor as my hands started to shake. She gave me a smirk and Elijah who noticed the obvious change in my appearance and body language, glared angrily at her.Her eyes widened the slightest as she took notice of him behind me, but she quickly composed herself and glared back at me making me shrink in my feet. I observed her face closely, covered with layers of makeup and my eyes widen slightly when I noticed she was covering her black eye with layers of makeup and she also had black and blue handprints on her throat covered by her scarf."Alara, your mother has come to meet you, why don't you go with her and have a nice chat?" Mr. Zachary gave me a polite smile, if only he knew.She stood up roughly grabbing my wrist tightly and I held my whimper as her nails dug in my wrist
"I have a girlfriend", Nate blurted out making our jaw drop as we stared at him with wide eyes.Even Elijah looked at him with a look of betrayal and in a flash, he tackled Nate to the floor punching his shoulder who shouted in pain and struggled to get him off.It was finally weekend now, and Nate thought it'd be a perfect opportunity to drop the bomb on us."You fucker! So that's where you've been going in the lame excuse of 'meeting your other friends that I had no clue 'bout?", My eyes went wide and I gasped as I looked at Nate with a shocked expression who in return pouted at me, begging me to help him with his eyes.Crossing my arms, " Nuh-uh, your cute expression isn't gonna work this time, you stinky pineapple", I said to him with a glare who merely chuckled.WHY DOES NO ONE TAKE ME SERIOUSLY? Am I not scary enough?"Eli, my du
Oh. My. Gosh! This was so frickin cool! I looked at the entire place with an open mouth, my eyes twinkling in happiness as I glanced at the different rides and so many different kinds of vendors and stalls.Elijah gave me a soft smile before my hand was held by Evie and she started to drag me everywhere. She gave me a calming smile and dragged me towards a cotton candy stall."Make it two", she ordered pulling out her money from her purse, and I dig in my pocket pulling out mine."So Lara, how old are you, Nate has told me so many things about you, well he certainly didn't tell me right about one thing", Evie gushed and my heart thudded in happiness, was I about to make my first ever female friend?!"I just turned 17, and what thing?" I asked curiously and she chuckled pulling my cheeks."You're much more adorable than what he told me", She winked making me blush as I give
* means thirds person pov and ** means back to first-person pov. Enjoy.---"Knock knock", Elijah finally asked after I Literally begged him to do something because I was super bored. It was Thursday evening and we were doing our homework and then I finished mine and got bored so I decided to bother him."Cow says", I said biting my lip to control my laughter as I look at him with fun-filled eyes, and he threw me an amused look, his lips twitching upwards in a smile as well." Cow says who?", He asked and I nearly burst out laughing."No, a cow says mooooo", I burst out laughing clapping my hands together and banging the floor with the heels of my foot as I cackled loudly. He chuckled as well more on me laughing than the actual joke. I
Trigger Warning | Mentions of Abuse and Assault---I was back at my old house. Back at my old routine. Tears heavily fell from my eyes as my mom chased after me with a belt in her hand, eyes bloodshot, and nose bleeding with the continuous and non-stop use of drugs.Science says you have 70 percent water in your body. She had 100 percent drugs in hers. She still chased after me with a crazed look on her face as she yelled at me to stop running. I wiped my tears with my arm, hurriedly climbing the stairs leading towards the attic.A hand shot out of nowhere grabbing my ankle pulling me down and I let out a shrill scream as I fell down onto the floor with a loud thud. I sobbed as she grabbed a handful of my hair and I screamed again as she started to drag me out in the living room.
The paintbrush glided smoothly on the canvas, leaving a streak along the lines I previously made with a pencil. I stepped back and smiled in satisfaction as I admire the piece before me. Today our art teacher taught us about abstract art and then told us to just draw with a free hand and see where it lead us. Needless to say, I was pretty pleased with how my piece turned out. I felt calm and happy. Painting always brought me peace and made me feel alive. I don't remember much about my father but I inherited this talent from him. He always had a paintbrush tucked behind his ear, his clothes covered in paint strikes and blotches that used to displease my mother and she'd always scowl at him and complain about the mess he'd make, and he'd always ignore her and hand a brush in my tiny hands. He was a great father, too late he left me with that vile woman too soon. "Ooh, damn, nice job bunny", I jumped, startled at the sudden presence of Clade, and gulped. Ever since I was made aware of
My lip quivered and I pulled it under my sharp teeth just as my eyes well over with unshed tears, my fists clenched and shook with anger and intimidation and I looked at Clade who casually sat on his chair smoking with a blank face as I tried to get all my emotions and feelings in check. "Open this door", My voice came out surprisingly strong and I tried not to let him see any vulnerability no matter how much I was right now. He looked at me with fake surprise putting a hand over his heart." My God, the bunny speaks", He chuckled to himself and I continued to stare at him blankly. I hid my hands shaking with fear behind my back clenching them into tight fists. I failed to understand what was there to laugh about.You'll never escape this. You are pathetic and will always be.My mother taunted me in my head and I closed my eyes as my breath hitched and imaginary hands clutched my shoulders, tightening their grip by each increasing second. I found it getting harder to breathe as the g