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Chapter Twenty-Seven
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Crescent Reflection Chapter Twenty-Eight
“Tell me about your eating habits.” Mrs. Pierce had her closed note book in her hand. One leg was over the other and it managed to stretch her black pencil skirt. “I have little to say about my eating habits.” I told her. “Well then, tell me about that ‘little’.” “I eat a lot. That’s it.” I shrugged. “When did you eating a lot start?” Nice. That was very sneaky. She was always finding ways to make me mention my mother but I was always finding ways to dodge that side of the topic. “When I moved in with my aunt.” I said. “She has a lot of food in her house so I made myself comfortable.” “Did you always used to eat this much?”“Yes.” No. But she doesn’t know that. Who am I kidding? This woman has a degree in psychology, judging from the framed certificates on the wall above the little drawer not far from the exit. She waited for a while. We were doing this awkward staring competition. I get a dose of it every day and It’s like she never gives up in demanding answers with her eyes.
Crescent Reflection Chapter Twenty-Nine
That night I couldn’t sleep. I had to speak to Derrick. One way or the other. I used my smartphone to scroll through Facebook. I found him, and sent him a message.Derrick: Hermione?Me: Can we chat more easily?Derrick: Ok, hw bout u call meHe said then sent me his numbers. Since I was still finding it difficult to save numbers. We were going to use WhatsApp instead to chat. A minute or so later I received a message from him and we began chatting. I told him about my findings and that Ken’s father might be the guy we are looking for.Derrick: Dd u tel Ken bout any of this?Me: Hell no! How am I supposed to go to him and just be like, ‘Ken, your father tried to kill us multiple times’! That’s insane. We need to do something before he does something else to harm us.Derrick: U r right. We will figure things out properly tmrw. Bt I suggest confronting the dude.Me: No, not yet. Let us see if he is our main guy first before jumping to conclusions.Derrick: Ok, no problemDerrick was sti
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty
It was Monday. Another day of counseling, another day of endless work, another day to incur a headache. I was not thrilled about anything, but what I was thrilled about was meeting up with Derrick so we could sort out this uncle Michael thing. When I walked into school there were students flooded around a tree and it had roses and other kinds of flowers. Mr. Henry’s picture hung on the tree as students gave him their respect. I felt a zap on my chest. I hadn’t come with anything to offer him and I felt like I was a selfish heartless student who did not care. I stood in front of his portrait and just stared. Even my brain was blank. I did not know what to say to him. A tear rolled down my face, yet I did not know if it was for me or for him. Someone pushed pass me and left a yellow bouquet on the floor under the portrait were the dozen other Flowers and letters were placed. She moved aside and walked away. There were words printed on the bouquet. Rest in peace. I pray he does. I
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-One
“Yes. I understand.” Aunt Courtney said in a low tone. She listened for a while and I patiently practiced what Hector taught me just a few days ago. I was in my bedroom when I heard her answer her phone call.“The contractors said they will not speak to anyone unless it is you. You have to be present for this otherwise they will cut the deal off.” The person on the other end of the call told her.“How long is it?” Aunt Courtney asked.“About two weeks.” The lady on the call said.“Ok, fine. I will be there.” Aunt Courtney huffed irritated.She ended the call and I heard her walk out of her room. I walked out of my room as well and went downstairs to join everyone for dinner.We all sat at the dinner table and quietly ate. The clicking of the cutlery on crockery echoed around the room. The light sounds bothered me a bit, but I tried my best to minimize the it in my mind for my own good.“I will be flying to Hong Kong tomorrow afternoon.” Aunt Courtney revealed at the dinner table. For
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Two
The following day, I did not see Bree or her clique for rehearsals. I heard that they did not come to school because of the video circulating, and that the police had visited their homes this morning. Pity. Anyways, I managed to toss the tracker, that Derrick had given me, on the backseat floor of uncle Michael’s car. He left for ‘work’ an hour after Ken and I left the house. Derrick was the one keeping track on him. I was going to find out details from him around lunch break. Mrs. Pierce was back to jotting things down in her notebook and I was feeling off about it. Of course I couldn’t say anything concerning it so I just stared and answered questions like a robot. “Hermione.” She had said when we were finished with our session this morning. “I would like you to have this. It will help you express yourself a lot more without holding back. It will be yours to keep and don’t worry, I will not bother you for it.” She handed me something that looked like a journal. The cover was brig
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Three
It was finally Friday. I was moving particularly slow this morning. I wonder in which planet I lived in that made me think that If I moved as slow as a snail then time will move as slow as me. I got dressed in a reddish orange half sleeve, knee length dress. The dress complimented my hair a lot. I don’t know why, but I g****e searched the hair style I saw Sofia with in my dreams. It was stuck in my mind the whole morning and I wanted to try it out. Vintage Roll. It was a challenge. YouTube was not giving much help but I was trying my best. I left a few strands in the front to frame my face and wore sandals. I stuffed a short night gown, toothbrush, and a few other stuff into an extra school bag, then went downstairs to find Annalise and Ken arguing about whether bananas are berries or not. Ken was about adding me into their dispute but I was not ready to go against Annalise this early in the morning. Ken eventually lost after all the proof he provided her. He sulked on his way to th
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Four
Hector and I were both outside around the fire. I was helping him with the ingredients while he cooked. He was telling me about his fun childhood and how he never used to get along with Lucia up until high school. Apparently they fought a lot and according to him she was always on the wrong. But they managed to get over their differences. His stories were funny. Especially when the twins used to conspire against him. He made me laugh half the time. I couldn’t even concentrate on what to give him and almost spoilt the food. “So tell me. What was your childhood like?” He asked me. “Not as fun as yours.” I chuckled. Talking about my childhood would mean talking about my mother. I did not feel like ruining this special moment with my crying. “Oh, come on. Nothing fun with Ken?” Hector was stirring the pot. The ingredients swam and twirled with the movement. It smelt really good. “Well, this happened when we were very little.” I started. “Ken had a crush. Her name was Sarah. She was ou
Crescent Reflection Chapter Thirty-Five
Hector and I went on for two more rounds before taking the fun into the little house and going one more round then falling off to sleep. I was so exhausted after that, but I couldn’t erase the smile on my face. It was the best feeling ever. Especially because I gave myself to someone very deserving. I felt like I was swimming in pleasure. Hector taught me different sex positions, he was talking dirty, he even stopped once to ask me if I was ok and if I was enjoying myself. He really cared to know because it meant a lot to him. He meant a lot to me. We were officially an item. Hector was finally my boyfriend. I did not know why it had to take us marking in order to make this official but I was just glad we were. In the morning we were tangled up in each other’s arms. He had woken up before me and was admiring me with a cute smile on his face. “Hey.” My sleepy voice cracked. He chuckled lightly before replying with his own, ‘Hey’. “Your morning breath is giving me second hand nausea
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