Romans & histoires Everyone Thought My Screams Were Fake

We are the prophecy! “NO!” I screamed, but the sound was swallowed by the roar of the crowd. “She’s the fake!” “She deceived us!” “Liar!” Someone threw something. A fruit. It hit me in the chest. I fell to my knees, stunned, breath knocked from my lungs. More things followed. Stones. Words sharper than blades. “Fake!” “Get out!” “You deceived the whole pack!” But then, something snapped. A cold rush swept over me, sharp and primal. My vision blurred. My lungs seized.

I stammered. “It’s okay,” he said, wiping his lips. “I didn’t know the almighty Zara was scared of a little thunder.” It was dark, but I could bet I saw his wicked smirk. “Oh, please. We all have something we are afraid of.” He was silent. I returned to my position and shut my eyes tightly again, hoping I’d sleep this time, but I couldn’t get the scene of my lips collapsing on his out of my head. And for a minute, an uninvited thought slid into my mind. I shut my eyes tight again to force it out. It was all fake. All of it. Right?

Heidi somehow turned even paler, her eyes darting around in panic while her lips trembled. "No…" she murmured. "It's fake! That video's fake!" Everyone shook their heads. The video resolution was so clear and sharp, and denial at this point was simply hilarious. Larry was stunned too, and he promptly hid his face from the cameras and certainly wasn't looking at me. As various expressions alternated over his face, that angelic husband pretense of his had long since faded away. Naturally, the families of the maimed and deceased were all shaking with rage—it was all Heidi and Larry's fault!

I was certainly not going to cry because a man who had nearly died in my arms had somehow convinced himself that I had saved him for the opportunity to sleep with him. And I absolutely refused to cry because he had looked so pleased when I finally stopped arguing. Instead, I grabbed the nearest pillow, buried my face in it, and screamed. It wasn’t a dignified scream. It wasn’t even a particularly loud one because the pillow muffled most of the sound, but it was enough to make me feel marginally better. I screamed again. Then I lifted my head, glared at absolutely nothing, and screamed a third time. “YOU ARE THE STUPIDEST MAN I HAVE EVER MET!”

Adrian leaned toward them and explained that I was exaggerating to steal Selena's moment. Then the third blade drove in. My hand emerged through the opening near the top. My fingertips were bloody from scraping the metal in the dark. Selena slammed the panel down and trapped my hand inside again. The audience thought it was part of the trick. They applauded. They laughed. Adrian sat alone in the interview room and watched the recording over and over. An Enforcer finally reached for the controls, but Adrian said hoarsely, "Play it again." The video restarted. My scream filled the room.

He pushed through the crowd, passed the stares, passing the flying fruit, until he reached her. “This is all fake, I didn't do any of that " Faith was just crying. “Believe me faith, I didn't do it " She looked up, eyes red and glassy — perfect, devastating — and let her voice crack right on cue. “Are you-u-u saying this is fake ,they can fabricate a photo but not a video, your voice was clear, I heard every word." “If I have done any of that may I die a miserable death" Then thunder roared across the sky.

The call disconnected while Chris stared at the screen as his hands trembled. For the first time all day, nobody laughed. Evelyn finally found her voice. “This is fake,” she pointed toward Seraphina, “It’s all fake. They hired people. They planned this.” Chris immediately nodded desperately. “Exactly. There’s no way—” He ignored both of them. Instead, he made another phone call. My phone rang at the same moment, my grandfather’s phone rang too. A strange feeling settled in my stomach. Slowly, I answered.

I replied in a resolute voice. "Very well then." He said, "We have a deal. Now scream." "Huh!?" For a second I couldn't comprehend what he meant and frowned in unreserved confusion. I think I saw a tinge of amusement there at the corner of his would-be sombre eyes, as he uttered in a dreary voice, "Scream for me, Fake Lizzy."

Cree asked wiggling her eyebrows at me, "Did you enjoy it? I heard you screaming last night." " yeah I heard it too!" Alicia confirmed, "she was like oh yes Kaden hit me hard and fast oh Kaden yes oh yes." My eyes widened in horror mixed with embarrassment and the whole gang burst into laughter again. I resulted into hiding my embarrassed heated face in Kaden's chest. Dang it! I didn't know everyone heard my scream! Oh gosh, this is so embarrassing. Now everyone was laughing and I felt like digging a hole in the ground but it was pointless.

Speechless after he said those words, I didn't even try to look at him, even though I could feel his glances while driving back to my unit. I don't know how to process it. It seemed unrealistic. Did he really say those words? Was I dreaming? I pinched my arm so hard to prove that I am awake. I groaned when pain hit me. Shit. It was real! "Aah!" I screamed so loud that I must have woken up the entire building! Damn it! I jumped into the daybed and pushed my face against a pillow, trying to muffle my screams against it. I'm losing my mind!