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Iris’s POVThe sound of the knife hitting the cutting board filled the kitchen, steady and slow. I wasn’t in a rush. Cooking had always been one of the few things that calmed my mind, and tonight wasn’t any different. The sky outside had already darkened, rain had started falling not too long ago, and the cold breeze slipping through the window kept brushing against my skin.I could hear the soft sounds of gunfire and explosions coming from the sitting room. Zayne was buried deep in another one of his video games. His laughter would echo every now and then, followed by the sound of him trash-talking the other players.In the corner of the room, Steve sat with his head bent over a pile of books, his pen mo

Ava’s POVTwo days had passed, but the weight on my chest only seemed to grow heavier. School hadn’t been any easier either. I spent the day dragging myself from one class to another, pretending to listen, pretending to laugh, pretending to be fine, but I know I wasn’t a little bit fine.I have found a way to escape from Vanessa's torment, but I can’t do that forever. I have to find a way to escape her finally. But how?I have stood up for myself the other day, but that can’t continue forever.I brushed the thought away, trying to ease myself before I’d get home. Knowing fully my stepmom is going to be sitting inside the sitting room waiting for the money I promised he

Ava’s POVI let out a long quiet breath the moment Vanessa was gone. My fingers were still slightly stiff from how tightly I’d held her wrist, and my chest ached from holding my breath too long.Even though Venessa walked away, I knew it wouldn’t be the end. I knew her well enough to know she’d come back harder. Vanessa wasn’t the type to lose and stay quiet. She’d wait for the right moment to make me pay for daring to stand up for myself.But even knowing that, I didn’t feel scared.I pulled in another deep breath, pushing my hair away from my face, and slowly turned back toward my locker. My legs felt heavy, like they wanted to give up, but I forced them to move.When I reached my seat, I sat down with a heavy breath, my eyes scanning my desk, the thought of Zach dropping another unrequited gift lump around me. I swallowed hard, my fingers hesitated on the lock for a moment before I pulled the desk open.The first thing I did was look inside. My eyes swept every corner, half-expect

Ava’s POVVenessa lifted her arms, attempt to slap me but before her hand could reach me, my hand shot up, fast, wrapping around her wrist so tight I felt her pulse jump beneath my fingers, my grip didn’t shake. I made sure of it.Her eyes dropped to where I held her, and for a second I saw the shift of surprise flickered, just barely, in her gaze before the anger came crashing back even harder.I know she hadn’t expected me to stop her…..I know, she thought I’d stand and take every of her shit, like I always did. But not again.“Let go of my hand Ava,” her lips clipped together, her eyes held mine.

Ava’s POVVanessa’s lips curled into a small, sharp snicker as she stared down at me.She didn’t say anything, She just stood before me, tapping her fingers against her folded arms, circling me like a cat deciding how long it wanted to play with its trapped prey. Every of her footstep adds to the tickling of my heart beat.I kept my head down, my fingers gripping the dirt-stained edge of my skirt, holding on like it was the only thing keeping me grounded. My chest rose and fell too fast, my heartbeat pounding inside my ears so loud it drowned everything else, but still, I couldn’t move. My body stayed frozen. Only my ears worked.Venessa suddenly stopped

Ava’s POVMy heart skipped a beat the second my eyes met hers.For a moment, I couldn’t move. My feet stayed glued to the floor, and all the air seemed to disappear from my lungs. Of all the things I expected to face this morning, Vanessa standing right there in front of me wasn’t one of them.My whole body tensed, and one single thought kept spinning through my head. Is this week going to be as fun as last week?Venessa stayed away all last week, and for once, I’d been able to breathe without the thought of her hanging over me.Last week was easier. I guess I let myself hope that maybe, just maybe I’d get a little more time