The Outsiders Chapter 5 Audiobook Novels & Stories

The screams of my people grow louder in my mind, and suddenly I’m screaming with them, too, pounding my fists on the ground. Atwood tries to comfort me, but I shove him away. My nail makes contact with his cheek, scratching his flesh so hard that it draws blood, but I don’t even notice. All I can hear are screams, and all I can see are the flames that burnt down the meeting house with my people inside.

He said. Yves tapped his shoulder lightly, "Same here, kiddo. Anyways, let's watch netflix." "Okay." END OF CHAPTER 51

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.

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However, he had underestimated Elaine's assistant, who had wrapped up the investigation and headed back before he could even make the call. Elaine's assistant returned with far more than just answers; she also brought back a collection of deeply horrifying, graphic videos. Elaine's hand trembled as she took the flash drive and plugged it into her laptop. The footage that loaded on the screen made it almost impossible for her to breathe. The video showed Rowan in filthy rags, surrounded and ganged up on by the villagers. It was stomach-churning. His bone-thin body was curled up on the ground like a dying animal, whimpering in utter despair.

Chapter 11 ‎The footstep outside froze me where I stood. My breath snagged in my throat, a sharp, painful knot that refused to move. The silence stretched, broken only by the pounding of my heart. Another step followed, heavier this time, deliberate. Someone was right outside. ‎ ‎The knob turned. ‎

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!"

I replied, “Chloe hates me, the children are with Julian, Liam is busy with his mission, I only have the recordings and my anger left.” Elena touched my hand gently, “You are not alone,” she said, “We are fighting with you, keep your head down and stay safe, I will send updates on the hearing.” I hugged her quickly before we parted, her words gave me small hope but the pain stayed heavy, I returned to the motel and listened to the penthouse recording again, Mr. Havisham’s voice admitting he killed Sarah made me cry but it also made me stronger, I would use it when the time was right.

" In that instant, Heidi looked at me, her eyes brimming with pity and desperation. In my past life, I had trusted her inner voice. I had gone all the way to the mountain behind the school, only to realize too late that it had led me into a trap. This time, I had no intention of responding. I pretended as though I hadn't heard a single word. Noticing my silence, Heidi quickly adopted a wounded expression. "What should I do? They'll beat me to death tomorrow…" she whispered, her voice choked with tears. I kept my gaze fixed on my phone, pretending to ignore her. But just as I was about to return to my room, she suddenly grabbed the hem of my shirt. Feigning surprise, I asked, "What's wrong, H