I stood with excruciating pain, my bones groaning as I righted myself, mentally searching my body for any signs of bruises. Grunting in pain as I flexed my hips, trying to hold back my tears as I moved one leg in front of the other testily. I walked on, the empty streets and chill late October air as my only company. I spotted the food mart, its billboard light shining out like a beacon as I noted that I was on my street. He had thrown me out on my street. I braced myself, putting one foot in front of the other, willing my body to move and trying not to assess what had just happened until I was in the comfort of my home and my bed.But my thoughts got the better of meI was done for, I was totally done for. Jacob won. My dad won. I was now Jacob's to deal with as he pleases and I knew the disaster brimming at the end would be far greater than I was encompassing right now.I had no other way out.In all context, I was the one that had stolen the money, with all the documents sign

Sydney's killer body clad in all black leather garb and a black faux coat, leaned into the desk where Conan was seated behind, a perplexed look on his face."The case has been transferred to the vampire force", Sydney said slowly and I watched, transfixed as Conan nodded after her, my eyes going wide and in awe of the power a vampire holds."Good, we're clear", Sydney said chirpily, standing up straight as she beamed down at me, her silver eyes gleaming with mischief."Woah", Sacha exclaimed, her words somehow snapping me out of my reverie as I realized that she was still there with me and that I was still holding her hand."And who's this?", Sydney smiled, perching atop Conan's desk. My eyes went to his before returning back to hers, my eyebrows scrunched up in confusion."He can't see me", Sydney explained. "He can't see us", she corrected, raising her hand and grabbing at something in the air. My eyes widened as her hand came up to my face, clutching something. She opened up her

I chewed on my lip as I worked all afternoon, thinking about the text message that I had gotten this morning, wondering what it meant.Secret information on the bots? Who was Angie?What did she know?And was I really thinking of going?I couldn't believe I was actually thinking of going.I took out my phone again, opening up the text again'I have secret information on the bots. Meet me at the amusement park by 8~Angie'.I stared at the phone, trying to decipher who Angie was, and how had she gotten my number?How had she known of my relation with the bots?I was most definitely going to find out all these things, I sealed the thought in my head as I slid my phone back into my apron pocket and attended to a customer that had just walked in.I hoped I could drag Sacha with me. Sacha didn't know anything about the bots. Lanie did, I was going to call her after my shift.I threw myself into work, mixing drinks, wiping down tables and glasses, taking tips and smiling flirtatiously with t

I sat alone for a while, unaware of the time or of what was going on in the outside world. I stood, paced, and sat back down, repeating the cycle every time I felt energized to start it up again.I thought and thought and the more I did the more nothing seemed to make sense.Nothing about everything made sense, if you caught my drift.Questions jumped into my head one after another, piling up as answers were only given to one or two.For example, the question that still thought I would have a normal life.Yeah, that one was answered quickly as Jacob's head replayed in my head.So far, he had called me a property and an asset, I wondered what was going to be up next.Fuck, I was envisioning the questions in my head as living things now.I searched around the room on my second round of the stand, pace and sit cycle, looking for signs of my phone or any phone at all. I needed to know what was going.And I'm sure you're wondering why I was pacing instead of trying to leave, I had tried t

The click of silverware against plates was the only autonomous sound enveloping the room as we ate, I couldn't even hear their breaths, and I know because I had paused mine to make sure they were breathing."Are you enjoying the food?", Jacob asks, the question propelling me to look up at him.I nodded, "Yes".It's the company I don't fancy, I silently added in my head and went back to my food.In truth my stomach was all shades of full, but I didn't want to stop eating.Sydney and Claude began a conversation in low tone, and I had been left to my thoughts once more.I looked down at the food in my plate, turning green at the idea of forcing another spoon into my mouth.Now that I had eaten dinner, I guess it was time to go home.I looked up abruptly, hardening my eyes and I glanced at Jacob's lazy and laxed ones, "It's time I go home".All whispers of conversation stopped at the small table and Jacob smirked at him."You're done eating?", He asked, more of a statement than a questio