Outsiders Chapter 2 Audio Novels & Stories

My bones nearly cracked from the impact as it slammed against the hard floor. I glared at the crowd of people who'd been my family for the first 20 years of my life, now threatening and beating me up all for the sake of an outsider, and felt my heart turn to stone. I wiped the blood from the corner of my lips and glared daggers at them. "I'm going to call the police! Not a single one of you is getting out alive!" Isaac was even more enraged by this. He kicked me hard in the back and thundered, "The police! To hell with that, you stubborn old bitch! I'm going to fucking beat you black and blue!"

He was about to hurl more insults when Francesca suddenly shrieked, "Oh no! My precious Pico seems to be coughing!" Papa's and Mamma's expressions instantly changed, panic flaring. "Quick! Call the doctor immediately!" They hurriedly brushed past me. The heavy wooden door slammed shut in my face with a bang. I stood quietly in place for two seconds, then turned around and went back to my cold and gloomy room. I stuffed the few clothes I had into my bag. It was well below freezing outside. Bracing against the biting wind, I dragged my peeling suitcase and walked resolutely into the depths of winter without looking back.

The ancient floorboards protest under our combined weight for a moment, then they give way with a terrible crash, and I find myself falling through the air, riding the Outsider down to the ground floor. We land with a thud as dust and debris rain down on us. The impact knocks the breath out of my lungs, and the Outsider is in a better position, rolling over and holding my throat in his hands. In the light streaming in through the open front door, I see his face red with fury and his eyes bloodshot. “Die,” he growls through clenched teeth. I hear another sound. Tiny feet clap-knock-knock down the stairs. A pause as she leaps down the remaining steps, and then more steps as she sprints down.

Their stink was very fresh, and still leading up the mountain. Was it possible they’d already made it inside? We were walking up on a bloodbath? Had we been too late? Please, God, no. ***** Soundtrack for the next chapter is “Pandora” by 2WEI and Edda Hayes.

"Deal?" "Okay." I had said with a nod. Cyrus walked around me and toward the door, he paused and looked back at me. "Keep in mind that there could be others like us out there." He warned but his tone was calm like he knew what he was talking about. I gave another nod and waved goodbye. Ch 7

My chest felt like it was caving in. Outside, I could still hear Michael banging on the door, shouting my name over and over. “Scarlett! Let me in! Talk to me, please, Scarlett!” Despite his desperate pleas, I still didn’t move. I just buried my face in my arms and let the storm inside me spill out. I didn’t know how long I lay there. Five minutes? Ten? It could have been a lifetime. The world felt distant, fuzzy, like I was underwater. Suddenly, I heard fast, heavy footsteps approaching from outside. They were not Michael's. These footsteps were different. They were quieter, sharper, and… measured.

I close my eyes, trying to piece together a plan for the morning's interrogation. A soft rustling outside our door makes me freeze. I hold my breath, straining to hear. There it is again - the unmistakable sound of hushed voices. Our guards, I realize, are talking amongst themselves. Silently, I creep closer to the door, pressing my ear against the rough bark. Their voices are muffled, but I can just make out snippets of their conversation. "...don't trust them," one guard whispers, his tone harsh. "Outsiders have never brought anything but trouble."

Still, as I sat there, the echo of his voice haunted me. “You’re mine. Every inch of you. Every sound. Every drop.” And God help me, my body didn’t argue. END OF CHAPTER 20

What a lucky girl! Were those... comments? As my brain worked to process the information, the door was kicked once more, with a loud bang. A man's trembling roar came from outside the door, "Hyde, you scumbag! Get out here right now!" I opened my eyes in daze, panting. The men gently pecked me all over with kisses, then instructed softly, "Be good and stay in the room. Don't come out." - The moment the door was shut, the sound of a fist hitting flesh rang out violently.