Semua Bab The Harvest Game: Bab 31 - Bab 40

  Beverly’s P.O.V ___________   It was like dawn came about all of a sudden and I found myself across Belle’s house again.   As usual, her mum hugged and kissed her goodbye and I waved with excitement. I wanted to tell her about what Laura had said yesterday.   “Blondie!”, I smiled before we began heading to school. “Guess what happened last night”   She looked toward me, still walking. “What?”   “Laura sent me that link, and it led to a …..”, I felt my lips freeze as my phone beeped. I picked it up to see a warning from the game.   Huh?   “It led to a what?”. Belle queried.   “A …”, my phone beeped again and I received a warning that I’d be killed the third time. I wasn’t really scared, just surprised. “Like, I almost got hacked after tapping it”. I tried to laugh it off.   S

Beverly's P.O.V _____________   It was funny how I ended up spending my whole Saturday in Belle’s house. Dad was out for work…   All that I could think about was Trevor and Laura. I wanted to tell Belle all about it and also rush to the nearest police station or asylum and narrate the whole incident.   But my lips won’t really work. “Game..”, I whispered to myself. “Game…”   “What game”, Belle turned to stare at me from the other edge of the couch. Her feet were on my laps and I expected her to be fully engrossed in her texting.   “Ohh….Nothing really”, I smiled.   “Hmm…. Is this about Laura?”   My heart skipped a little.   “I said we should forget about that link already, we’ve already deleted it. You should probably block her too”, I felt the annoyance in her tone.   Belle took little th

Beverly’s P.O.V ____________   It didn’t take up to fifteen minutes before I finally arrived at the warehouse area on Mills street. I slowed down on getting closer to the third one as not to make so much noise.   The sun was quickly setting but to me, time was frozen. I couldn’t lose Belle….   I parked beside the second and used foot to reach the third. I’d already made up my mind…. I was going to dispose of Laura then Trevor and find a way to end this stupid ass game!   She knew I was coming so i couldn’t sneak up on her inside the warehouse, and it was dead dark inside! I could barely even see anything apart from crates.   My phone ringed. “Hello!”, I literally screamed into it.   “Calm down Beverly”, it was Laura’s voice from inside the warehouse, she wasn’t speaking through the phone. “Just wanted to confirm if the bike I heard outside was you”

Beverly’s P.O.V_____________The anger in my heart somehow managed to drown out Laura’s cries. “I won’t kill your because we were all friends once, but if you get in my way!”, I shot her a threatening look.But her dad eyes almost melted my heart.‘Don’t worry, I’ll get rid of Trevor’, I made a promise to myself.After about twenty minutes on the speed bike, I managed to get to the cabin atop the hill. “Trevor!!!”, I screamed from afar knowing it was too dangerous to go any closer.The silence of the wind replied me.Holding the gun in front of me, I finally managed to get of the bike…. Taking slow steps to the cabin.I kicked it open but the insides were empty. “Answer me!”, my throat hurt so bad, the fear of something wrong having happened to my best friend was killing me.“Hello”.It was Trevor’s voice!I spun around but he wasn’t in my sight range. “Are you there Beverly?”. That’s when I realized the v

Beverly's P.O.V______________ 8 years ago___________ "Happyyyyy birthdayyyy to you....", Everyone sang as I finally blew out my candle. It was the twenty fourth of April. "So.... How does it feel to be nine already?", mum smiled kissing my cheek. "Well.... I don't really feel different". I looked down at myself to inspect. "No boobs yet". I tapped my flat chest. Everyone laughed.  "Manners, Beverly!", mum shushed me. I jumped down the stool I'd gotten on to blow out my candles. "But I hear dad talking about Mum's boobs all the time". I could see Mum's cheeks flush as dad lowered his face with embarrassment.  Aunty Chantel and her husband stayed till I started opening up my presents.