All Chapters of When the lights go out : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Prologue Hello, my name is Freya Myers. I'm currently in my senior year at MeadowCreek High School, and I have maintained a 4.00 GPA throughout my time there. I'm also involved in afterschool programs and events if I were chosen for the Georgia Fostering for the Youth scholarship I would further my education to get my degree in librarianship and business so that one day I’m able to open up my very own bookstore because growing up into the foster system since I was ten when I was taken from my mother due the fact that she could not provide a stable environment the only thing that ever kept me standing was books. They were my escape, my safe space — the one place no one could hurt me. One day, I hope I can be that safe space for another child. Somewhere they can breathe, dream, and feel seen. Feeling the air leaving my lungs trying to grasp onto anything that will keep me grounded while my vision is becoming blurry my skin hot to the touch feeling myself cumming fast and hard but then

Chapter 3FreyaMaking my way downstairs I started to notice things that didn't stand out before like there were no family pictures on the walls or even trophies as if no one lived here. I want to peek around but I'm scared that I'll get in trouble. There's not much color here; if any there's only neutral colors like browns, whites, and greys even though I may not know what it's like to have a real family you can tell that no good memories were made here. That's a lot coming from me when my mother didn't want me. Things seem way too clean here yeah they're rich but this is entirely way too clean.Finally getting to the kitchen I'm met with a beautiful woman with brown hair. She can't be any taller than five-eight. You can tell that she keeps up with her maintenance weighing no more than one-thirty at the least. The deep red pencil dress that falls perfectly onto her shoulders next to her fair skin and blue eyes

Chapter 5 FreyaThat MorningA knock jars me awake. Sharp, rhythmic, too intentional to be Lilith.I blink against the morning light seeping through the curtains. The knocking comes again—faster this time."Freya!" Nixon's voice was smooth and too awake for this hour. "We're going school shopping today. Let's go, sleeping beauty."Half-asleep, I stumble to the door, yanking it open without thinking. Wearing nothing but a tank top and underwear, and my hair is a total mess."What—?" I mumble, rubbing my eyes. "What time is it?"There's a pause.A long one.Then Nixon blinks, mouth slightly open, eyes immediately shooting up to the ceiling like it's the most interesting thing in the world."Okay," he says slowly. "First, you might want to invest in a robe. Second... bold look for a first impression."I glance down."Oh my god."I slam the door in his face so hard the wall rattles. From the other side, his laugh echoe