Wasn't I a fool to have called Tristan instead of my dad that was the chief of police? I shook my head, remembering he had texted me that he was going to use a sniper to put a bullet in my head. I crawled to my bed and rested my back on the frame.What if they fired multiple bullets in the house the moment my dad pulls his car in the driveway?I shook, my heart threatened to leap out of my chest and roll bloodily on the darn hard floor. I hated the mess I had gotten myself into. Half my mind was telling me the stalker was Bellamy, the other half was suggesting Sheryl. But how was the voice that of a male? Perhaps she was doing some special effect to it.I rummaged my thoughts for who I might have hurt that'd want to end my life. What if it was Cameron torturing me for breaking his game pad? No way. He wouldn't use this kind of approach.The banging and ringing of my door bell jolted me out of my thoughts.

Andre looked confused and crimson. What did he mean by the expression he was putting on or wasn't I attractive? "Why are you acting like she's a plaque you're trying to avoid?" Lola asked, resting her hand on her waist.  "No, I'm not doing that." Andre frowned at her and averted his gaze to my still face.  "Jade, you should just go to prom with him. At least, y'all wouldn't be lonely that day." She shrugged, batting her lashes as usual.  "I'm not sure-" Lola cut Andre off. "I asked Jade and she said right twice." Oh, so that was what she asked. I internally face palmed and wished I was paying attention to what she was sa

I ran to the bed and shook his body with fear coursing through my veins. My heart pounded against the walls of my chest violently as tears blurred my vision. "What did you do, Cam?" I stammered, confused about what to do. "Oh, I said-said you weren't fine."  There were two long red bruises on his wrist, where the blood was sliding out from. I opened my mouth to scream, but couldn't. My breathing intensified and I threw my bag on the floor. "Mom!" I screamed, finally finding my voice. "Mother, help!"  I picked up the yellow pill container and read what was written on the body. The name of the drug was te–I couldn't even pronounce it, so I kept it back on the bed and went to check his pulse. &n

The phone sat inbetween my ear and shoulder as I took a cookie out of the plate miss Gina had brought out of the kitchen.  "Hi, Lola." I spoke into the phone and held it with my hand again.  "Hey, it's been a little while since we saw." She sounded cheery as usual.  I thought about my next reply. If I told her it had been long, she might suggest coming over and I didn't want to see Tristan around me. It seemed like he was always giving her a ride. He ignored me most of the time with a grumpy look on his face and I usually felt it to the core.  "Jade?" She brought back my attention to her.  "I'm here. I'm currently babysitting so I can't really come out today." I gave a

My chest heaved when I saw Tristan and Lola exchanging DNA, locking their darn lips together. His hands were on her waist, while she pulled him in like a hungry wolf that hadn't seen food to eat for the past one week.  "Tristan!" I yelled, shaking with a clenched fist.  The reason I had yelled his name that way was unknown to me. They pulled out of the kiss and turned to look at me with a confused expression.  "What's your problem?" Lola asked, approaching my small figure.  "How could you?" I asked the both of them, glancing from Tristan's face to hers.  "Who is that question directed to, I don't understand." Lola tittered with scrunched up brows.