What’s going on, Kellan?” I said again, this time louder, my voice filled with frustration and anger. “You’re really acting like you can’t see me or hear me right now. What’s that supposed to mean?”I took a step closer to him, but he still didn’t look at me. He had his hand on the doorknob, like he was ready to leave, and that made me more livid. “And now you’re leaving,” I said, my arms still crossed tightly. “You’re walking out of the room without even saying a word to me. What’s the meaning of that? What’s happening between us? This doesn’t happen! This has never happened!”I shook my head, trying to hold back the tears that were building in my eyes. “Is this because of what happened downstairs? Is it because of Doris? Because if that’s why you’re acting like this, then I think I deserve to be asked what really happened.”I took another step toward him. “Why are you giving me the cold shoulder instead of asking me what happened? You’re supposed to talk to me, Kellan. You’re supp
Kellan walked into the room without saying a single word to me. The door slammed shut behind him, loudly, making me jump a little where I sat on the edge of the bed. He didn’t even glance in my direction. He just walked straight past me, like I wasn’t seated on the bed and headed into the bathroom.I heard the door to the bathroom close, not slammed this time, but hard enough for me to know that he was upset. Then the sound of running water filled the room. He had gone in to take a bath, and I sat up straight with my body stiff like I couldn’t move.My hands were shaking a little in my lap, and my mind was racing with different thoughts. I knew Kellan was angry and I didn’t need anyone to tell me that. I could feel it in the air. I could see it in his face when he walked in, the way his jaw was tight, the way he tightened his fists, his brows drawn together, and his eyes were cold. He didn’t even look at me and that was when I knew that he was very angry. Kellan had never treated me
He still hasn’t said a word and rightnow, he wasn’t looking at me. His eyes were now at Doris. I waited for him to ask questions but he didn’t. Instead, I watched as he walked slowly toward Doris, his face unreadable. My chest felt tight as he bent down beside her, gently looking over her arm where I had bitten her. Doris sniffled and wiped her tears, leaning into his touch as if she was so hurt and so scared.That girl was really a witch! He helped her up carefully, his arm wrapped around her as she leaned on him. They turned and walked back into the house, together and before the kitchen door closed, Kellan paused for a second. He looked up at the fridge, reached for the small first aid box that we always kept there, and took it with him as he continued walking upstairs. I let out a small scoff, then suddenly laughed. It wasn’t a happy laugh because nothing was funny but I still laughed anyway.I stood there, outside the house, laughing like someone who had lost her mind. The ki
“It’s even the way you talk to me with your stupid mouth like you’ve got guts? You need to be taught a lesson! Who the hell do you think you are, you useless bastard?”Her voice was full of anger and hate and I was still trying so hard to believe what I was hearing. I groaned as I struggled in her grip, my hands trying to reach hers, my body tensing with fear and anger.“Let me go, Doris! What’s wrong with you?!” I cried out, struggling harder.But all I could think was that she just confirmed it that she was the one in the forest and she was the one who tried to kill me. She wasn’t even trying to hide what she felt for me anymore. She didn’t care that I knew she was the one who attacked me in the forest. She didn’t try to deny it or make excuses. She looked at me like she hated me, like she really wanted me gone forever but why?Why would she want me dead? Was it because I used my powers on her yesterday? Was she still angry about that? Or was it because I was with Kellan? Did it h
I walked back to the house slowly. My legs felt sore and my back ached from all the running. I was breathing hard, and my heart was still beating fast from the fear and stress. Everything around me was quiet now, but I still felt nervous. I kept looking over my shoulder, checking behind me every few seconds just to be sure no one was following me.At one point, I paused because suddenly, the trees looked the same and the path I had followed didn’t look familiar anymore. For a minute, I was scared that I had lost my way or had gotten lost in the forest. I was about to start panicking but I talked to myself, trying to keep myself calm. Panicking won’t solve anything. I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths till I felt myself relax, then I looked around carefully, trying to remember the direction I came from.I noticed a small broken branch I had stepped on earlier and followed it. After that, I saw my footprint in the soft dirt and I continued to follow it. I was starting
My eyes went wide and I hurriedly dropped to the ground, sliding hard across the dirt and leaves. The stone missed me by inches, crashing into a tree behind me with a loud thud.I sat there on the ground, breathing heavily, completely shocked because that rock could’ve hit my head and I could’ve been seriously hurt or even passed out from the hit. I turned my head slowly toward the direction it had come from. My eyes scanned the trees and the tall bushes but I didn’t see anyone.“Who threw that at me?” I yelled, my voice shaking with anger and fear but I got no answer. I sat there for another second, then slowly got to my feet. My hands brushed off the dirt and dry leaves from my clothes. I couldn’t stand straight because my legs were a little shaky, but I didn’t want to stay there any longer. I turned and started walking away from the trees, heading back toward the house. My eyes kept glancing around nervously.Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a strong hand grabbed me from behind a