A FAKE LIFE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"She ran through the forest, sneaking between the branches of the trees that tore her skin, but she did not stop. She moved her legs despite the pain and discomfort, despite the blood that fell from her body. She looked back looking for her hunter, but his vision was so blurred that he could do nothing but keep running begging for mercy. He would kill her, cut her to pieces, slit her jugular and drink her blood like the sweetest drink. Her destiny was marked and even if she insisted on to get away from him, she couldn't. He would destroy her in her entirety, her mind, her soul, her physique, all of her would be consumed by his enemy. She didn't want to accept it but the blood was already spilled on her hands. His blood. His life. Everything would end in the worst way. Running away would not serve him and so he would end up letting his enemy rip out his organs while he was alive,showing the moon that blood also shines..."“Aria!My sister's scream makes me jump on the sofa where she wa

Waking up to several knocks on the door, we both grumbled. I came back to reality after having a nice dream where nothing was wrong in our lives. But it was just that, a dream.I opened the door and was met by Thomas, a big smirk forming on his face as he saw me."How pretty you look just woke up," he says sarcastically. He runs a finger across his lip trying to hide the smile from him.— Die — I take off the clothes he was holding and close the door in his face."Come down for breakfast, we have to go now," he says from the other side.I looked at the time on my phone, 7:30. He is crazy. Who the hell gets up so early on vacation?I shook my sister to wake her up. Angie is the heaviest sleeper I've ever met in my entire life. We put on the clean, dry clothes we had the day before. Me, jean shorts and a t-shirt of a tongue icon, it's from a rock band: The Rolling Stones. And Angie in her floral skirt and pink short-sleeved shirt.We had waffles for breakfast that Martha made."Okay, we

Angie had fallen asleep. She had no battery on my phone and after another hour she was extremely bored. Until I realized that the murmurs stopped listening.— Angie, it's time — I woke her up and we left the room with our jackets on.When we got to the living room, we saw that the whole group was sleeping on chairs and spread out on the couches, including Thomas.I took the key carefully and gently opened the door, it was very difficult since it was a door that made an outrageous squeak. We got out successfully and crossed. When we got to the aluminum shutter we realized we had no idea where it opens.— A switch — Angie points at it and goes over to open it. She made a bit of noise so she stopped him instantly, leaving just a gap big enough for us to squeeze under.We start running street after street, and we remember our physical situation. Angie sat down on the sidewalk to get some air and I leaned on my knees.We begin to walk aimlessly, until we find a square and collapse on a ben

—Shh, Shh, be a good girl or I'll leave you there and I won't let your boyfriend take you out.Did you say sweetheart?-We are not..."I'll jump, I'll pass it to you and you'll take it out," he says to Thomas, completely ignoring me and treating me like a package that had to be passed from arm to arm.—It's almost three meters, you won't be able to climb it.“Don't doubt my magical powers, postman."It's a messenger!" she pushes him."Sorry, it seems that the little girl got angry," he laughs mockingly."Hey, assholes, I'm still here, get me out and then continue playing your Barbie fights!" They both looked at me amused.Ryder put down his phone and jumped down to where I was, careful not to crush me as he jumped. He must be used to it, it was three meters that he jumped as if it were a puddle in the rain.-You are well?-Not.He gave me his hand to stand up and my legs hurt like hell. I squeezed his hand hard but he didn't seem to feel it.“Shit, shit.He caught my elbows before I s

After breakfast, and if I could do it, we went to train with Nathan and Eddy. They made me do sit-ups and push-ups. I almost died trying.They did it with me and they were like new, they had made a hundred each, and more. But I barely reached twenty push-ups when I fell exhausted. They had fun with me and my suffering."You're a weakling, brunette," Eddy tells me.I would insult you, but you're right. Give me a little rest, Nate.” I lay down on the floor theatrically."You took eight breaks in one hour, Aria," she crosses her arms with a smile on her face.— Put yourself in my place, yes? It's difficult.— I did the same exercises as you.I gave him my middle finger and he smiled.Eddy held my knees to keep me going with the abs."I can't anymore," I said with the last breath I had left.- Rest - release my knees. I had done 30 sit-ups.We sat on the bean bags and Nathan brought out refreshments. — Tell me about you, since when are you here?"For as long as I can remember," Eddy says