Only 30 minutes to go.
I stared at the clock suppressing a yawn, just like I had been doing for the last ten minutes.
Chemistry was never my cup of tea and especially when I had to learn about it at the end of the day.
I looked around, everyone was busy in their own world, gossiping, doodling, taking notes, or staring at their books, I turned my gaze towards the sky, looking at the clouds how they were floating aimlessly in the wide blue sky.
It was until I heard a whisper, "Eleanor."
I turned my head towards the left to look at the source of the voice, "What?" I asked in a whisper.
"Are you coming to the party tonight?" my lab partner, Anna asked, her green eyes shining with excitement.
I was never a fan of parties, I enjoyed the silence and the company of my books. But Anna was a whole different story, ever since I got to know her, she was always talking about going to the party, the only problem was that she rarely got invited to one. I could understand the reason for her excitement but that's not how I planned to spend my weekend. I could not take the risk of getting bad grades, it was the final year and my chance of getting away from everyone. I had everything planned for my perfect life.
I gave her a small smile, "I am sorry, Anna. I can't, it is supposed to be family weekend."
She scoffed, "Your family weekend must mean spending time in some luxurious place," she whispered writing chemical reactions in her notebook.
Ignoring her comment, I looked towards my nearly empty notebook, making small animals on the corner to pass the remaining time.
I was not exactly popular in the school but I was not invisible as well. People knew me, or rather they knew my parents. My family was one of the oldest families in the town, they were known by everyone, they were respected by everyone.
I preferred being invisible.
Finally, the bell rang pulling me out of my thoughts, and I picked up my bag not wasting another minute. I could hear the footsteps of Anna behind me, but I increased my speed.
.
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Opening the door, I was welcomed by the silence. The silence and the emptiness were not new feelings for me, it was something I got used to with time.
"Eleanor, would you like to eat something?" asked Olivia with a smile on her face, wrinkles forming around the corner of her eyes as she smiled at me.
She stood in the living room, hair tucked neatly in a low bun.
"No thank you, I am not hungry," I gave her a smile and walked towards my room.
I plopped on the bed that was in the middle of my lavender room and closed my eyes, wind chimes ringing softly on the window. A faint tinge of purple spreading in the room from the light passing through the curtains.
I enjoyed the silence with the company of my thoughts, it was until the ringing of my phone pierced through the room.
It was Faith, my sister.
"Hey baby sis," came her loud voice from the other end.
"That's a surprise, getting a call from my lovely sister at weekend."
There was silence from her side for a while, "I am sorry, El. I know I was supposed to be there but you know..."
"Yeah, you got some work at the last time," I replied before she could complete her sentence.
"Mom and dad will come back next week," she tried to change the subject, which did not help at all.
Mom and dad were vising Faith, they wanted to see if she was doing okay at her new work.
"Okay, cool," I gave a curt reply, not in the mood to continue the conversation.
"El..."
"Faith, I am tired right now. I will talk to you later," with that I disconnected the call.
Faith was the perfect daughter my parents always wished for, she was smart, she was beautiful, she was the perfect lady my mother raised her to be. Everyone liked her, when she was around every eye would be on her, she had a charm, she knew how to talk to people in the proper way. I, on the other hand, always became a nervous mess whenever I was around too many people. It was one of the reasons I always avoided the fancy parties, Faith kept rambling about.
I opened my laptop and started working on the assignment that was due in 4 days.
Faith and I were close as kids, she was my best friend but everything changed once she turned fifteen, our parents one day announced she would live with our grandmother. It was not easy for either of us, but we knew better than to argue with our parents.
They had rules, the rules we had to follow, never talk back, always maintain the family's reputation, and do not bring friends in the house.
After working for almost two hours, the growling of my stomach reminded me that I hadn't eaten anything.
Making my way to the kitchen, I took the food out on the plate and walked to the dining room that had ten chairs around the table, I took a seat on the corner and started eating my food slowly.
With a sigh, I put the empty plate in the kitchen and instead of walking to my room made my way towards the front door.
The moon was shining brightly in the dark, illuminating everything with its light, there was a faint glow everywhere.
My feet started moving in a random direction, I kept walking for almost 15 minutes, enjoying the feeling of the light breeze on my face.
I stopped walking when I realized I was standing in front of a park, it was the same park where I used to play as a child. Walking towards the swing I sat there, gazing at the moon with a smile playing on my lips.
I sat there without the knowledge of time, that was until I heard shuffling from the dark corner.
Some bushes of rose were visible under the faint light of the moon, but there was something or rather someone else there. A silhouette of a man was there beside the bushes.
My heart started beating like a hummingbird's heart when my eyes fell on the sharp glowing blue eyes of the man.
Unable to move I froze in my position, he stood there watching, without blinking his eyes. Finally, I gathered my courage and ran, I ran with everything I had until I saw my home.
Quickly I locked the door, closed all the windows while still gasping for air. When I was sure everything was locked I sat on the couch of the living room taking deep breaths to calm my nerves.
"Are you okay?"
With a scream, I looked at Olivia. she was looking at me with concern on her face.
I shook my head giving her a small smile, "Yes, I was just outside and saw a cat."
She nodded and passed me a glass of water, I took it mumbling a thank you.
"You should not go out at this hour," she said sternly, "especially today, it is a special moon."
I put the glass back on the table and stared at her with a frown, "What are you talking about grandma?"
Olivia took care of Faith and me ever since we were born, we started calling her grandma after that.
"It is the blue moon, El. Creatures of the night roam freely tonight, it is their night. Some worship moon tonight, while others look for finding their missing pieces."
I sat there listening to her words carefully, grandma always used to tell us stories. As kids we loved listening to her stories, we would finish our homework to hear those stories she used to tell.
Then as we grew older we started realizing those were just stories, like the fairytales where the princess meets her prince charming in the end, but the real-life was far away from a fairytale.
"Go to sleep, it is late," she chuckled.
"Good night, grandma."
I shut the curtains tightly, giving one last look to the moon. It was just another story of grandma, I repeated in my head.
Maybe I imagined everything, I closed my eyes with a sigh.
It must be the light playing tricks with my brain, I tried to reassure myself.
"A blaring sound woke me up from my peaceful sleep.With a groan, I covered my head with the pillow hoping it would block some of the noise. After a while, there was silence in the room, the silence I was waiting for.But once again my peace got interrupted with the ringing of my phone. Without opening my eyes, I started searching for my phone and answered it, not bothering to check who was calling me at that ungodly hour."Hey, Eleanor. I know it is quite early and I really hope you are not busy or anything, but I was hoping...."I dozed off before I could process the words completely."Hello? Are you there?""Yes!""Is it okay?"I frowned not understanding the words, I checked the name, it was Anna, "What is okay?""Were you not listening to me? I was saying something.""Anna it's 7 am for crying out loud, I can hardly manage to open my eyes."I heard the sigh from her side, "I am almost at yo
"Hey," I turned towards the voice, Anna was sitting on the left desk, with a smile on her face. "I think this belongs to you," I passed her the dress. She muttered thanks and turned her gaze towards the teacher, "Do you know we are going on a trip today?" she whispered. "Everyone knows it," I replied, making sure my voice was low. She rolled her eyes, "Okay then, do you know we are going to see the exhibition?" The thought of visiting a museum was far away from my liking, looking at the old things, knowing more about their history never really fascinated me. "Is it compulsory to go?" Anna stared at me as if I asked her something she was not expecting, "Would you rather stay in the school and study all day?" I pressed my lips in a thin line, not answering her question. I turned my eyes from the teacher towards the window, it was a clear day, the sun was shining brightly, the birds were chirping loudly outsi
What happened two days ago never left my mind, a part of my brain was itching to find out more about that man and his work but another part of me knew better than to get mixed up in the mess, especially if he was doing something illegal.I tried to ask grandma about him but got nothing, the whole town knew almost nothing about him, it was like he mysteriously appeared one day out of nowhere.Anna was the only person who seemed to know something about him from all the people around me.I just needed to find Anna. It was a free period and I knew exactly where Anna would be, I made my way towards the last corridor of the ground floor.The smell of old books welcomed me as soon as I crossed the door, the library was nearly empty with a boy sitting on one of the tables, scribbling something furiously on his notebook. Then my eyes fell on the pin straight dark blonde hair of the girl sitting on the corner of the table with her head buried in the lar
I stared deep into those blue eyes, they reminded me of the blue sea during the winters. A faint rumbling of clouds over our heads pulled me back into the real world. Clearing my throat I took a step back immediately, "What are you doing here?" He arched his right eyebrow, "I can ask you the same question." "I live here." Another rumbling of cloud made me startle, it was louder than the last one. I slowly looked at the sky that was getting darker with every passing minute. "The weather is getting worse. It is about to start raining." I looked at the man standing in front of me, watching me with a look I failed to recognize on his face, "Thanks for the weather update, I should leave now." "Let me walk you home." The unhappy face of my mother immediately appeared in front of my eyes, "I think I can manage to find my home without the help of a stranger," I smiled at him. He gazed into my dark eyes, making my heart
My eyes wandered around the room searching for the man with hair like charcoal and eyes like an ocean. I was thinking the dinner was just for him but the room had around five people present already. I recognized a couple, my father usually did his business with them. The woman was tall and slim with a fake smile plastered on her burgundy lips chatting with my mother who had a similar smile playing on her lips. Her husband was a buff man with a frown always glued to his face. He was chatting with two men I failed to identify. A tall man with sharp grey eyes, curly brown hair joined them with a glass of white wine in his hand. He passed a brief look in my direction with a soft smile, I gave a smile to my dad in return as well. I stood near the stairs awkwardly not knowing what to do when someone came in my direction. A guy slightly taller than me was standing with a shy smile, "Hi. I am Adam." I smiled at Adam, "I am
Damien was near the place where they found blood. Sleep was long gone from my eyes and the possibilities of Damien being behind the murder started running in my head. After what I heard in his house that day and the possible murder of an innocent, I was left with two choices. One, tell someone everything about him but no one would believe my word without proof. Second, find proof against him and show everyone his real face but if he got suspicious he might add my name to the list of his victims. With a sigh, I closed my eyes listening to the faint chorus of the insects outside. . . . An annoying blaring sound woke me up from my sleep the next morning. I did not realize when I fell asleep thinking about everything but it was late. I was feeling sleep-deprived and annoyed the minute rays of the sun fell on my face. Grumbling curses under my breath I made my way to take a shower. As soon as the
I stared at the bright moon hiding behind the curtains of cloud at night, illuminating every cloud around it and giving it a distinct shape. With a smile forming on my lips, I tried to connect the outline of clouds with my finger resembling a rabbit. I never felt alone surrounded by nature. I was too engrossed in my own world that the shuffling of leaves brought me back into the real world. Thinking it was only in my head after what happened in school earlier I ignored the sound. Not even a minute later there was another sound but it sounded like heavy footsteps. Carefully I stood up and tried to get a better look without getting any closer. If it was an animal I did not want to become its dinner. A gasp left my mouth as my eyes made contact with the shining blue eyes staring directly at me through the distance. There was something about those eyes that was making me want to stay. A low rumbling sound foll
"Who told you that?" I put the mug of steaming hot chocolate back on the table, ready to answer Adam's question, "Anna, we are in the same class." "There are four people actually and it is no longer a secret. People know about it." The soft sound of the raindrops falling on the ground echoed in the cafe. There weren't many people there and it was good for us, considering almost everyone knew each other in the town. "Who is the fourth person?" I asked curiously, it was not every day people went missing in our town. "A woman in her late thirties." Adam's eyes were glued to the screen of his phone probably waiting for any other update about the situation. While my brain was showing me the memory of those two men talking to each other in Damien's house. What if they were talking about one of the missing people? We sat in comfortable silence. Taking a small bite from the slice of chocolate cake I debated intern