LOGINTeresa
I was still panting and relishing in my victory when the guards returned, but their hands weren’t bare as before.
This time, they held whips. I blinked as four of them advanced. Two grabbed me, adjusting the chains and forcing me to kneel, facing the wall.
Before I could say another word, a searing slash across my back accompanied a sharp slap of rubber against skin.
My heart sank as t
Kaela A growl that sounded further down the forest was the only thing that made us freeze. I was trying to pull Flynn away when it happened, but the sound was enough to terrify me, but not to make me regret my actions. In the woods, Flynn looked terrified, Shawn looked alert, and I wasa trying very hard not to panic before two boys. Especially Flynn. “Okay,” I muttered. “That was very creepy.” “Couldn’t have said it better myself,” Flynn said. Shawn looked between Flynn and me. “We should stay here long.” “Since when did you began agreeing with people,” I shot Flynn a frown. “Soince mysterious noises were enough to make you quake in your boots,” Flynn smirked at me, all traces of the fear on his face gone. My frown deepened. “Flynn—” “It wasn’t a lie,” he stopped me. With a sigh, I turned to Shawn when Flynn suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the side. I blinked at him. “What are you doing?” I huffed. “We need to talk,” his voice was urgent. I glared at him. “
Teresa It was dusk at the camp now, but that didn’t make it silent. In fact, it was the exact opposite. It was loud. Even after the marshmallows, the ghost stories, and Mr. Rick’s threat to send everyone hiking back to school if they didn’t shut up, they never did. When the fire died down, the teachers started sending everyone to their tents. “Alright, everyone,” I heard Mr. Rick shouting at some students at the edge of the woods. “To your tents, oh children of Israel.” Groans and complaints filled the air. “We’re not tired yet.” “Oh no! We were just getting started.” “Five more minutes, please?” I grabbed my bag, ignoring the chaos around me, and headed towards my assigned tent. When I walked in, I met two girls inside. As soon as they saw me, they shifted, moving awkwardly towards the far end and creating a huge gap between us. I didn’t care. For the first time, I felt happy in the space. With a smile, I threw my bag across the space and stretched out comfortably. Fr
Teresa “Shawn, Hera, stop!” Alora snapped at the children, then her voice lowered. “We have visitors.” The boy looked at her mother, the light threads between his hands fading to nothingness. Then he looked at me. I looked away, trying to shake away the strange feeling that Shawn’s look left in my chest. He stared at me as if he was trying to recognize me after seeing me somewhere before now. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice when Alora disappeared and reappeared with cups of tea. She offered Clara, who accepted hers with thanksgiving, and then to me. When she left again, I turned to the kids. “Mom says outsiders don’t come here anymore,” she announced proudly. “Hera,” Alora warned from where she was. When she joined us, Hera looked at her. “But mom—” “I said, no…” She sighed, her voice low. “It’s true.” “Children,” Alora sighed tiredly. I took another glance at the house. Things were really bad. The curtains had been sewn multiple times, and things appeare
Teresa With Kaela gone for her school trip, the house was too quiet. Keller was already gone on a quick trip with Bennett, with a promise to return the next day, and Lynch? The last time I saw him, he said he was visiting the mall and would be back shortly. Right now, it was just me. I stood in the kitchen, holding a mug of coffee I hadn’t touched in a while, when I noticed movement at the kitchen’s entrance. I turned to see Clara walking in, eyes narrowed at me. “Penny for your thoughts?” She asked. “I’m just… thinking. Nothing serious to bother yourself about,” I dismissed her. “I don’t believe you.” “Why?” I blinked. “Your face says otherwise,” Clara answered. I sighed. “Is it that obvious?” “You’ve opened that fridge four times,” she said. “And stared into it like it holds all of your answers. That’s difficult to miss.” “How long have you been standing there?” “Long enough to know you’re spiralling,” she replied and walked further into the kitchen. I leaned against t
Kaela Waiting for Friday felt like a slow, agonizing torture where every single hour drags long enough to make you question if you’re still sane or not. I knew the answer to that question. I was not. By Wednesday, I had replayed the plan in my head a hundred times. But that was not enough. When evening came, I was already poking for holes in it. When Thursday came, I didn’t care anymore. I was sitting in class like everyone else, and the only thing that bothered me was a plan that didn’t exist. A plan I had orchestrated myself. A plan for tomorrow. “What’s the answer, Kaela?” Mr. Rick’s voice broke through my consciousness. “What?” I blinked, looking at him. Snickers and chuckles rose around me. Of course, what was I expecting? “Exactly,” Mr. Rick sighed. “I’m sorry, but I’m conserving brain power for more important things,” I said. “Like failure, you mean?” He frowned. “Nah. Survival. I don’t expect you to get it,” I muttered. “Why don’t you do us justice and elaborate
KaelaI knew it was a bad plan, but that was how I knew it was going to work. Outside the classroom door, I stood, staring at the paper in my hand as if it might suddenly grow teeth, recalling how I got it. I had formulated the note and forced Lynch to sign it, convincing him that it was a school project. He didn’t ask too many questions, and that was why I loved him.“This had better work,” I muttered to myself and moved a step, then walked through the classroom door. Mr. Rick looked up as soon as I walked in. I plastered a natural smile, hoping I didn’t look odd.“Kaela, you’re early,” he muttered.“Yeah, I know,” I took a glance at the empty class. “I needed to talk to you.”“That serious, hmm?” He raised a brow.“I don’t know,” I shrugged as I approached. “Depends on how much you like field trips.”She leaned back in her chair.I placed the paper on her desk and slid it across to her as if I was presenting a certificate, holding his gaze. “My father wanted me to give you this.”
TeresaI didn’t know if it was just me or an aftereffect of the whole thing going on, but today came too fast. I blinked my eyes open, narrowing my gaze at the morning light creeping in through the curtains, like it were unsure it should come in. I was already wide awake a couple of hours before,
TERESA I couldn't stop thinking about the care Keller and Bennett showed me when I got back to my room. It was everything I desired and I prayed silently that it lasted for a long while. For hours after we came back from walking around the pack, I stood in one spot replaying Keller’s words, Be
TERESA I hated to see the light of another day and it was not because I was tired of living. Things were already getting out of control and I was involved in it. I already prepared with the brothers, and we planned to go on another journey to find the one Getta spoke about. But when we got ou
MILINDA I was supposed to be happy and having a good time because of the special treatment that Alpha Brock was showering me with. But…the reverse was the case. "Why does she still breathe the same air as me?" I muttered under my breath as I sat before the mirror. The reflection staring back







