Tisha X Scraps 소설 & 이야기

"Hell no! You aren't doing this. You are not going to sacrifice your happiness for your selfish twin."Maddie said, pointing an accusing finger my way. "You don't get to decide for me Maddie and don't you call my sister selfish. I know Emily has her reasons" I said that so unsure. Maddie only shook her head at the verge of tears. I felt terrible for lashing out on her. She isn't at fault nobody is at fault.

“Three eliminated. The more people out the better our chances of winning.” Before we could react, they had already disappeared between the trees. Silence settled heavily around us for a second before Tasha shrieked, looking down at herself. “My hair,” she breathed. Pink paint dripped from the ends of her carefully styled curls. Mia turned slowly, staring at the splattered blue streak across her jacket. “Are you kidding me?” she snapped. “I’m sorry,” I said quickly, pushing myself up from the ground. “I didn’t see the root—”

Unfortunately, there are very few as humane as Jon. Alpha Theodore is pretty ruthless himself. He must have really pissed off one of the other Alphas for that Alpha to do what he is doing. I just hope my mother doesn't get caught in the crossfire. Cassidy has promised that she will be okay. She says she has a strong feeling, and apparently, if her or Shirley have a strong feeling, it is just as reliable as seeing a vision or prophecy. I guess there is a way out that Tisha and her friends have been using to party for years now... it was created after my time. The spot is marked with a tiny scratch cut into the bottom of one of the fence links.

I need to stanch the flow before my legs completely refuse to carry me. I reach down, grabbing the hem of my expensive, tailored shirt—the one Theodore bought to make sure I looked like a cherished, perfect daughter. With a harsh, ragged tug, I use my teeth to tear into the fabric, pulling until a long, thick strip rips free. My manicured nails, now split and caked with black mud, dig into my skin as I clumsily reach behind myself. The friction of the dry cloth dragging across the raw, open lacerations makes my vision go completely white.

"Hey ugly bit**. Wanna try?' Someone's interrupts my count and I look up ,afraid at the intruder. To see the same girl who has been persistently being too friendly. With tattoos all the way down her arms. Piercings, almost everywhere on. Her lip, eyebrow... A cigarette in her between her fingers, as she offers it to me. I gulp and move my head in a no, ignoring her and lowering my head back in my arms. Continuing my count. 45000024.....45000025...... "Your loss. Anyways I have an inside information for you."

I said as I put it on the coffee table. I opened it and I saw a breakfast platter and when I say platter, I mean every breakfast food you can think of is here and I also saw a black envelope. "Oh wow, this is exactly what we need." Aaron said as he carried a sausage and he started eating. "How can you eat when we have no idea who sent it." I chastised. "Well then open the envelope, I am hungry." I opened the envelope and I saw two tickets and a note. "This is a ticket to classic vintage." I gave them to Aaron before I opened the note, I am even more curious as to who sent this.

I asked getting closer to them and Leo turned back to me and shook his head sideways. "Well you really want to die huh?" I asked bending down to his level and took his hair into mine and lifted his face. "Well looks like they did a good number on you" I said tracing his scars with my finger and taking a good time in pressing a little hard on his fresh cuts. His blood is dripping down my finger and I just flicked it on his face. "Now, are you yet ready to speak, or you need a little more push up?" I asked bending my head to a side and looking into his eyes and making a fresh cut on his thigh.

“You have thirty seconds; time starts now.” I watch as Lisha closes her eyes, there’s a slight ripple in the air surrounding her, and she opens her eyes and nods at Skyla. Skyla hurls half a dozen rocks at Lisha; each bounces off the barrier Lisha has created around her body. Lisha laughs, dropping the shield; Skyla smirks and throws another rock at Lisha; her mouth falls open, and she grunts in pain as the rock hits her shoulder. Lisha’s eyes glow purple; one minute, she is standing fifty feet away from Skyla; the next, she is sitting on top of Skyla with her hands pinning Skyla’s shoulders to the ground. Xavier hisses and runs toward them, only slowing down when Lisha giggles planting a ki

Jared's sharp gaze slowly swept across those in front of him, then settled on my colleagues in the back. They stood there like scolded children, eyes cast down as Jared asked, "Is that what the rest of you think too?" While everything was unfolding, Jared's secretary, Taylor Watson, hurried over with some ointment to soothe my sprained ankle. Amid the deafening silence, Susannah Williams, one of the two people who were allegedly sabotaged, finally spoke up. She said, "That's right, Dr. Harrison. My research had hit a dead end and, just when I was about to find a breakthrough, someone destroyed my data. All that progress was lost. Everyone had left early that night except for Victoria."

He finally had her. THE END