A Deadly Education Novels & Stories

The good part was that he died a horrible death, but he would have loved to be there to see his pathetic face. He got up and looked at the other side of the bed. Shelby was still sleeping, so he decided to go to the kitchen and get some water. To his shock, he found his mother staring at the wall, deep in thought. "Mon, what's going on?" "Did Angel tell you about applying to universities in the USA or that Marcus was dead?" Frank hesitated a bit. "I will only warn you once; you have Charlotte now; think about that cute baby before you make a grave mistake from which no one will get you out," she warned.

I muttered, even though I knew I probably was. Rafael put his cup down and crossed his arms. “You were drunk, dancing with strangers, and causing attention. That is the definition of making a scene. Especially after everything that’s been happening with the media.” I clenched my jaw. “I just wanted one night to breathe. Is that so hard to understand?” “You don’t get to ‘breathe’ when someone tried to kill you a few weeks ago,” he said sharply. “You don’t get to act reckless when there are still people out there who want you dead. Grow up, Cassian.”