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Chapter One

Death rejected me. Not once, not twice.But what was an abomination like me expecting when I have a witch for a grandmother? I've tried my best to move on, but it's all becoming too much.BOOM!An exasperated sigh escaped my lips as I squinted my eyes open, feeling very disgruntled at this bleak weather that scrubbed all chances of me falling asleep again.Feeling sluggish, I got up from the bed, rubbed the sleep from my eyes to get a better look at where my legs were leading me.My fingers unknowingly brushed over the claw marks stretched on the corridor wall. It was like a ritual I had adopted when I turn thirteen.It was not like I wanted to do it, it just happened and broken flashbacks from the past invaded my mind. Memories I thought had long left me would come skiing pass, flickering weird images that made no sense before vanishing like I didn't detect anything at all..."Mom, you're up early." I yawned when I entred the kitchen. A whiff of my own bad breath stung my noise which

Chapter Two

"Can you tell me a little about your mother?" Detective Johnathan asked me. His voice came out calm and measured.A little, huh? How many? One? Two? How about none because I'm sure a few very 'nice' individuals already enlightened you. Maybe they even mentioned my beloved grandmother, Mabel, and the wonderful things she did to ruin my life.I aimlessly twisted and kneaded my moist, red fingers here and there, stalling for no reason while pretending to not hear a word.The detective sighed, and shook his head, maybe wishing to be anywhere else but here."Silent treatment, mmh?" He hummed, his deep, husky voice reverberating in the empty room. "Fine, I know an orphanage home that would give you a nice uniform to go with your attitude."He stood up and was about turning to use the door when I quickly changed my mind about being rude. "No, please. I'll talk.""Very well, then." The man exhaled, then pulled out his notepad from his jacket pocket and carelessly tossed it on the table dividi

Chapter Three

After a long refreshing bath, soft clean clothes and a cup of hot cocoa, I finally calmed down. I never thought I could cry for almost an hour.How much liquid do I have in me?Apart from yelling profanities and screaming when she couldn't find what she was looking for in the stacks of envelopes she was rummaging through, Aunt Courtney looked perfectly fine. Not even a single tear rolled down her contoured cheek.At least Ken was the normal one, because after showing me my room, I saw him wipe his cheek before leaving. But here I was in Aunt Courtney's study room, wondering when her perfect make up will get smudged."We need to bury her on Monday." Aunt Courtney announced.It was less of a suggestion and more of an order, but either way, my brain couldn't have processed the crap she just said any fast."What? We can't. We still need to inform everyone about her d-""NO!" The scary lady boomed, stopping me from saying the d-word. "We will not let anyone else know about this.""But... g

Chapter Four

Lunch was a bit awkward and quiet. It felt like I was the elephant in the room while everyone communicated with their eyes, excluding me in their weird conversation. If it wasn’t the exchange of glances it was the clearing of the throat that got me feeling like jumping out of my skin. I knew the peculiar looks were directed at me, but it did not register in my mind that they were doing all of that because of how much I was stuffing my face. I wasn’t eating like a hog or anything, I just kept dishing, and eating and dishing and eating. It was not my intention to make everybody uncomfortable by eating like I had been starved, but I couldn’t help it. It had been ages since I’d eaten food this good, and Ma only ever took us out to eat at a restaurant once a year; on my birthday. But here it felt like every day was Ken’s birthday. What a luxury. “We will bury your mother on Monday.” Aunt Courtney abruptly announced over the light clicking of cutlery and crockery. It was probably not a go

Chapter Five

I woke up with a throbbing migraine and almost fell off the bed for being so clumsy. The dreamless sleep I had after visiting the library drained all the energy I was supposed to gain. Struggling to keep my legs from falling, I walked to the bathroom and brushed my teeth before using the shower that washed away most of the sleep residues. I picked black skinny jeans and paired it with a neutral color, oversized, long sleeve shirt. I found white converse somewhere in the wardrobe and wore them before leaving my room. I was not in the mood to bump into Aunt Courtney this morning so I hurried down stairs to grab an apple placed in a basket on the empty dinner table before rushing to the front porch. I was going to wait for whoever was going to take me to school-preferably not Courtney-and get ready for my first day of my 1439th school this year. “I thought as much.” Ken snorted when he saw me carrying my back pack and pacing impatiently on the front porch. “You are avoiding her, aren’t y

Chapter Six

Ken pulled over in front of a gray shack. The roof looked like it was about falling off after that dreadful storm hit it and the front porch had so much dirt. Giving Ken directions to this embarrassment of a house should’ve been a crime, especially considering the kind of place he was used to. I got out of the car and the bewildered look he was giving the house made my cheeks flush. I maneuvered my way passed the pieces of destroyed plants and broken tree branches before getting to the front door. I used the house keys I brought with me to open the front door and that lingering jasmine scent in the air splashed on me. It was as if she was still in there somewhere. Probably reading a book in the lounge or preparing dinner for the both of us. My eyes stung with unshed tears and my chest tightened. She was gone so soon. And she said her goodbye, but how was I supposed to know that that would be the last time I would see my mother? She knew I would never let her leave if I knew she would

Chapter Seven

I had the same nightmare again, but this one was intense. Worse than the first. That wolf eventually caught me and attacked me. I struggled and fought but it was too strong, it bit my leg… then I woke up panting and gasping. It was just a bad dream Hermione. Just a bad dream. I dragged myself out of bed, the minute my right leg joined the other on the floor I collapsed. My leg was throbbing with so much pain. It felt like the flesh around that area was bitten out, but when I looked down at my leg, it was fine. I couldn’t understand how this was possible. I was bitten in my dreams, not in reality… why was I feeling the effects of that attack? This couldn’t be real… but then again, my body was harboring a wolf, so that shouldn’t be real either. Nothing in my life was making sense at this point and I did not understand how I was supposed to face all of this. I dragged myself up and proceeded to limp to the bathroom. I had a difficult time bathing, however, I tried my best and got dres

Chapter Eight

“I still think this is a bad idea.” Derrick voices out. We were walking back to the lounge when a lady burst in from the front door. She gave me a perplexed look before her eyes darted to the individual behind me. “Derrick.” She blurted but it sounded more like a question. “Hey mother. You back.” He said as if just realizing it. He walked over and stood between his mother and I. Not as if to completely block me from view, but to be able to introduce us. “Mother, this is Hermione. Hermione, my mother. Mrs Johnathan.” Derrick mentioned. I was internally hoping she would not ask me about Mabel because it already seemed that everyone I came across knew who I was and could see the resemblance. “Hermione, welcome.” Cheerfully, she offered her hand out to me and I smiled, taking it.“Thank you, Mrs. Johnathan.” “Derrick hardly brings friends over, talk less of girlfriends-”“Mom!” Derrick’s eyes were wide open in shock and my cheeks instantly roasted. “Hermione and I are just friends.”

Chapter Nine

“I got you this.” Ken said, after waking me up from my sleep in his car. We were parked in the yard of his mansion. He handed me a small box and I looked at him with my brows furrowed. “What’s in it?” I asked him.“Open it.” I tilted the box and opened it to reveal a phone. A smartphone. The shiny black object looked like it was worth a fortune. “Ken. It’s a phone.” I said like he didn’t already know. “It must’ve cost a lot.” “Not really.” Of course, he would say that. I bet he could buy anything he wanted and not feel a dent in his pocket. “Thank you. It’s really beautiful.” I switched on the device and admired the different pictures that flashed before settling on one image. The image of a landscape. It looked plain, but the colors caught my attention. “I saved my number in there. Mom’s and dad’s is in there as well.” He said and I nodded. I walked into the house still admiring my new gadget when I noticed there were people around the compound. About four people were busy eit

Chapter Ten

The rest of the week was quiet, but I knew something was brewing behind the scenes. That toxic, peculiar stench of humiliation was lingering in the air, alerting me. I did not know when I would face that disaster but I knew it was coming… I was accustomed to this familiar feeling in my gut. Last night I sent Derrick a message asking him to give me Eugene’s address. He was a little reluctant however, gave it to me anyways after saying something about us going together. I wasn’t willing to put anyone else’s life at risk. I had to find Eugene myself since this was my call. Early on a Saturday morning, around 7am, I left a note on my bed for Ken to find before sneaking out of the house. The only clumsy thing I did was leave the big gates open since I did not own the remote of it. I managed to order a cab on my phone after many pathetic fails. The person behind the wheel was a lady. She looked around her mid-twenties with a piecing on the side of her nose, close to her upper lip. The litt

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