Vanessas Dread Assignment Novels & Stories

“Are you sure? Has it really come to this?” “Hunter was certain,” a pause, “….he’s scared, professor.” Her voice shakes as she adds, “He’s…he’s initiated Code Crimson.” Ms Katelyn Rose is one of the toughest people I’ve ever met. And yet, as she says this I can feel the fear behind her words, even through the phone. My spine stiffens in response. This isn’t the first time I’ve been called in a similar situation, sadly for the same girl. Poor Vanessa. I can’t believe I have to do this again.

That night, I couldn’t sleep,I kept thinking of the note. “I want him” Three words that echoed over and over until my chest tightened Until I couldn’t breathe. Adrian brought me tea and sat beside me on the edge of the bed. “She’s getting desperate”, he said That makes her sloppy.But I wasn’t so sure. Desperation made people dangerous, not sloppy It made them cunning. The next morning, Vanessa came over,she didn’t knock she just walked straight in. Something about her eyes made my stomach twist. “You need to see this”, she said, holding out her phone.

VANESSA’S POV I could feel a cold sweat forming on my forehead, and my trembling hands betrayed the fear that gripped me. I panicked, unable to think of an answer to give the alliance. What would I say anyway? I'm sorry but Tristan is not the father of my child, Declan is? No, no, no, I can't embarrass Tristan like this. He has been nothing but good to me, I can't make him a subject of ridicule. I struggled to breathe as everyone kept their gaze on me, patiently waiting for my response. My foot became weaker, and I suddenly needed something to lean on. It felt as if the air had been restricted from the room, and it felt like I was suffocating.

Her nerves were raw from Daniel's situation, from the threats, from everything spiraling out of control. Vanessa swept in fifteen minutes late, looking magazine-perfect. Blonde hair styled in loose waves, designer dress that probably cost more than Maya's monthly rent, expensive perfume announcing her arrival three steps before she reached the table. "Oh my God, Maya!" Vanessa's hug was suffocating. "You look... tired. Are you okay?" First strike. Vanessa always opened with compliments wrapped around insults. "Grad school is brutal," Maya said lightly. "I could never." Vanessa laughed, sliding into her seat. "But seriously, are you taking care of yourself? People are worried about you."

Amber is beside herself when she wakes up. She is dumfounded, she is in utter shock, she is confused, and she is dripping wet from the dreams. She crawls out of bed, that now she must change her sheets too. She goes to the shower and attempts another shower this morning. The images are etched in her brain, the feelings of last night are like needles on her skin, she is so sensitive all over that when the water run across her skin, it feels good and bad at the same time. She is only in the shower for maybe 10 minutes and towels off. She dresses in something lightweight and comfortable, her go to t-shirt and sweatpants. She can not even withstand putting on her bra because it feels like it is

I barely noticed when Roy opened the door for me or when Ryan joked about me falling asleep standing up. Later that night, after a long shower and a quiet dinner I barely touched, I found myself curled up in bed, staring at the ceiling. Sleep refused to come. My phone buzzed again on the bedside table. Vanessa' number. My heart skipped. She had a terrible aura that reeked of dread. I hesitated, then answered. “Hello?” “You didn’t hang up on me this time,” Vanessa said softly. Anger flared. “How did you get this number?”

Yaya Beth screamed, filled with terror, worry, and desperation. To be continued Oh. Em. Gee! Where could Vanessa be?! 😱💔

I sense I'm being overwhelmed, like I'm unable to breathe due to the burden of Alex's deceit. I simply desire for it to cease. I desire for the pain to cease. I desire for the fear to come to an end. I want to have my freedom. Vanessa experienced a cold sensation down her back while reading the final entry. What she was reading was too unbelievable for her to comprehend. Alex, the man who was once pleasant and affable, turned out to be a dreadful creature. Anger and hatred surged within her towards him, prompting her to take action to halt his behavior.

“Don’t start. It’s due by midnight and I haven’t even written my introduction.” Lydia kicked off her shoes and flopped onto her her bed. “You had all weekend.” “And you had all weekend to lose your virginity,” Vanessa shot back without missing a beat. “But I don’t see you judging yourself.” Lydia’s eyes widened. “Oh my God.” Vanessa finally looked up, grinning. “I’m joking.” Lydia rolled onto her side, growing into her pillow. “You’re literally the worst.” “You’re glowing.” “I’m tired. Go back to your panic essay.”