All Chapters of HIDDEN EDGES : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I stare at him intently, hoping he'd feel it and finally look away from his phone and at me. A few seconds pass and he's not budging. He's so impossible."Dylan, aren't you even going to look at me?!""No," he says in a monotone."But why," I ask sadly, in hopes that it will work this time. "We've been over this for days now. It wouldn't hurt to just accept, you know."He stays silent this time, putting all his attention on his phone. Now he's getting me angry." I can't believe you're going to ignore me, your wife, over an issue as petty as this one. You're just being very selfish, you know. You-","If I say we're not going, then we're not going," he cuts me off, looking me dead in the eye, "end of discussion."With that voice, I know it's truly the end. I just really love travels and new memories and the idea of going on a three-day trip with Dylan and his parents isn't bad at all. His mom has been asking me to convince him, but I've had enough. Dylan isn't the type of person to con

"She was-", "My aunt," Dylan cut Jake off before he could say anything, "We came here together a few years back." I knew something was off, but I decided to stay silent. It's been a really long morning, and I'm exhausted. Little chit-chats come up between Betty, Jake and me but Dylan stays silent only with a few 'be carefuls' and 'watch your steps' addressed to me and in ten minutes, just like Jake predicted, the most beautiful cabin I've ever seen in my life comes into view in the middle of a clearing. "Here we are," Jake says "The Connor's cabin. It's been standing for hundreds of years. From generation to generation, we come here yearly for a family vacation. No one is allowed to demolish it. You can only renovate to your taste when you're in power.""In power?" I ask without taking my eyes off the large, spacious cabin with beautiful brown wood I've seen only in TV shows."You see, this cabin was my great-grandfather's before he passed on, and it automatically became my grandfa

What did she mean by that? She probably meant there's more fun ahead. I can't wait honestly. She actually made me forget about all that happened today. I'm sure it was all just in my head. Quickly, I go into the room and find Dylan lying down, going through his phone. He doesn't hear me coming in, so I walk as quietly as I possibly could, jumping on him and shouting. Startled, he pushes me off and falls to the ground, hitting his butt hard. Not being able to control it, I laugh as hard as I have not in weeks. I've My eyes tearing up and my ribs aching. The shocked expression on his face playing in my head making me laugh even harder."Oh," he says, laughing too,"You want to play, right?" He gets up, and I scurry back into bed, holding my sides knowing exactly what he wants to do. Not disappointing me, he comes at me, removing my hands and tickling me, making me laugh, kicking my legs and begging him to stop. Finally, he gives in and lies on my chest, both of us trying to catch our br

"We're fine," Dylan says, quickly cleaning his face, still holding my hand. "I accidentally broke a glass, but we're fine," I say, smiling. "I'll clean it up now, and we'll head back upstairs.""Are you sure?" Betty says, doubt and concern oozing out of her voice."Yeah, we'll be fine." I try my best possible to sound normal, "just go back to bed. Sorry we disturbed.""It's fine dear, call me if you need anything." With that, they both head back upstairs and Dylan and I follow suit right after clearing the shards of glass on the floor.Tossing and turning till dawn, my eyes feel heavy, begging me to close it for a few minutes, but I can't even blink without hearing that voice. Dylan hasn't had any sleep either, but I pretend not to know. He's curled up on his side of the bed in silence and I stare at him, only moving to put off the alarm that went off at six o'clock around thirty minutes ago. Soon enough, sunlight seeps through the curtains and I sit up on the bed, not having the wi

Coming to a stop in the middle of the stairs, I look back and see nothing, no sound except that of the clock ticking and my heart beating. Releasing a sigh of relief, I put my arms on my knees and try to steady my ragged breaths so no one suspects I went in there or saw anything.No matter how hard I try, I can't shake the fright off my body. I feel like I'm back in that room with an image behind my reflection in the mirror. I can hear Betty's laugh from the kitchen. I have to be calm. Breathe in. Hold. Breathe out. After three tries, I'm surprisingly calmer. Watching yoga shows actually really paid off."Hey," I say to no one in particular, trying my hardest to smile as I enter the kitchen filling my nose with the salivating aroma encompassing the entire kitchen. Jake smiles widely at me, sitting opposite to Dylan while Betty sets the table. "You're just in time for breakfast sweetie. Sit down quickly, I'll finish setting up the table," Betty says, smiling gleefully at me, filled wi