It takes a second or two for the new information to sink into my head, even though it is right before my eyes, larger than life. Then I feel my lips stretch wider into a gaping grin and my eyebrows arch for the sky. I feel like someone just took my spark of wonder and poured it on something else. The sadness I show on the outside can't adequately reflect what I feel inside; it's like every neurone of my brain is trying to fire in both directions at once - the best kind of paralysis.Why would the manager suddenly ask me to stop coming to work starting today? I had no idea. "Am I being fired right now?" I gently uttered, my eyes glued to him. "Not really, we are only replacing you for the time being. Someone else would be coming to take your position starting tomorrow morning." He explained without feeling sorry in his voice. I can see how determined he is to send me away right now with his utterance. I believe someone might be ordering him to do these since me and I haven't had any
Even if the new knowledge is staring me in the face and is much larger than life, it still takes a couple of seconds for it to register in my brain. Then, I get the sensation that my lips are beginning to gape open into a grin, and I notice that my eyebrows are beginning to arch upward.I have the impression that somebody just drained the sense of awe that I had and put it into something else. It seems as though every neuron in my brain is trying to fire in both directions at the same time, which is the most pleasant form of paralysis there is. The melancholy that I portray on the outside cannot completely convey what I feel within.Why would the manager order me to quit going to work all of a sudden starting today? I had no idea. "Am I losing my job right this second?" I said it in a soft voice, maintaining my focus on him."Not really; we are merely taking your place temporarily until a more permanent solution can be found. Beginning first thing in the morning of the following day,
Adelaide, Perth City…In a land that flowed as a sunlit sea, was a bungalow beside it. As rural as any. The simple bungalow sat in the landscape as a freckle in the brown, blending in so naturally.The bungalow is an empty house in the suburbs of Adelaide with an ancient design in it. It has an old telephone with a curly dirty-cream wire, and each door lock is far too high for its owner's hands. Not only that, but it has a normal front door, with a latch and chain. Likewise, it has a house number and a mowed front lawn.It's a bright afternoon in Adelaide city, where two police officers, Rick and Gilbert, are outside the bungalow with about seven to ten people around. They all whispered to each other in a low voice with their hands covered to their noses because of an unpleasant smell.Some other police officers aside from Rick and Gilbert are also there, making inquiries from the neighborhood about the house, and those living in it. Rick is an average man in his mid-forties but doe
Gilbert was still following behind when he suddenly halted in his tracks. "What's happening Darwin? We've been going around since yesterday without getting to where you informed us. What's going on?" Both Adams and Rick stopped walking too, as they stare at Gilbert, who is furious. "We are almost there, Sir Gilbert." Darwin turned and replied to him with a smile."Almost there?" With a grin, Gilbert asked and continued; "That's what you've been saying since morning, and now, it's almost nightfall again!" "Will you please calm down, Gilbert? We just have to trust Darwin and keep on following him." Rick said with a furrowed brow. "Okay!" Gilbert angrily brushed past Darwin and continued walking. This time around, he is the one at the front while others are behind him. "What do you fear the most, Adams?" Darwin, who is walking beside Adams, suddenly asks in a low voice. Adams was taken aback by the sudden question, as he stared at Darwin with a confused face. Rick is also listening
In the restaurant, Joey and Gusto sat across from each other in one corner and kept on discussing what they've gone through after the Academy. The aroma of the dishes, the music, and the smile of someone who cares, is a fragment of heaven. A chance to enjoy the company of one another and want to have more is what they always feel whenever they are together.Gusto had a Mohican cut and scythe-shaped eyebrows. His Roman nose and half-dome cheekbones sat above an oaken jaw. His wrestler's shoulders were part of his burly physique. His nomad-blue eyes twinkled every time he speaks. They were Saturn round and were a-flush with triumph. His excellent personality and bass voice were a big part of his ambitious character. He always wore nifty clothes and his commanding aroma is appealing.Joey on the other side has a manly physique.His mariner-yellow eyes were orb around and darted constantly, a-gleam with delight and the vigor of youth. They were soft, Irish eyes and swam with joy. They s
**Indistinct Chattering**Adams is lying lifelessly on the floor with his eyes closed. He could hear some people talking, but their words were inaudible. "What voices are that?" He slowly forced the words out with his eyes half-opened, but his vision was blurry. "Am I dead?" As he mentioned the last word, he suddenly gasped out air and opened his eyes. "Where am I?" From the rich brown earthen hues of the forest ground to the sweetness of the blue-white sky, the forest is a three-dimensional wonderland for the eyes who are willing to absorb the light that shines brightly. There are sweet sounds of moving water and bird song from afar. A billion green wands of pine wave in arboreal air; for this place is magical, so much that you can feel it from core to fingertips."Sir, Adams is awake!" Gilbert quickly tapped Rick's on the shoulder and pointed towards Adams that was still lying on the floor. "Common, let's go…" They both rushed over to him and helped him up. Adams has dark circl
Susan was seated in her office, and she was going through some documents on her table. The office was built with fresh air and health as a priority. As such, air from the outside arrived in floor vents and left through the ceiling directly above. Susan had the appearance of soul fire sparking against the ice, and there's a tale of anger on her face. Her look tells of pain, as much as any who wears their heart on their sleeve. When she was about to lean back on the chair she's seated in, someone knocked on her door, unexpectedly. "Come in!" Her voice sounds harsh. A young man who is about 5ft tall, with fair, and delicate skin walks into the office. Though he has the look of an honest soul on his face, there was still hardness to his appearance, a kind of frigid, joined to confidence. "Oh, it's you, Anthony!" Susan sat properly, immediately he enters. "I'm here to report some findings to you, ma'am..." Anthony said, with a deep, hoarse voice while still standing. "What is
Freya was preparing to close from work when Steven's message came in. The content of the message was for them, to meet up right away. "Why would he be ordering me around!" Freya seems upset after reading the message. She returned the phone into her handbag and left for the hotel. After some minute's drive, the cab she took finally arrived at the hotel. She paid him and got down. She brought out her phone when she got to the entrance door and dialed Steven's number. "I'm at the reception" She informed him as soon as she enters. "Go to the receptionist, and she will direct you to where I am," Steven replies to her. "Okay!" Freya hangs up and walked over to the receptionist. They both exchanged pleasantries and Kathryn relay what Steven told her to the receptionist. The lady only smiled at her and gave her the direction to Steven's room. Freya thanked her and left. She hopped into the elevator and pressed the second floor. When she arrived on the second floor, she got out and was su
★[Freya's POV]★I sat at her desk, staring at her laptop with a frown on my face. I had just received her latest bill for rent and utilities, and it was higher than I had expected. I knew i needed to start earning some money to help cover the costs, but i wasn't sure where to start.My best friend Mitchell walked into the room, and I looked up to greet her."Hey, Mitch," I said, with a sigh. "I just got my bill for the month, and it's way higher than I thought it would be. I need to start earning some money."Mitchell sat down next to me, putting her arm around my shoulders. "Don't worry, Freya. We'll figure it out. Have you thought about getting a job?"I nodded. "Yeah, but I'm not sure where to start. I've never worked and also study before, and I don't have any experience with such lifestyle."Mitchell grinned. "That's not a problem. We can start by looking online for part-time jobs that are suitable for students like us."I brightened at the suggestion. "That's a good idea. Where
★[Fergus POV]★As I walked into Jayden's room, I immediately noticed that something was wrong. His bed was unmade, his clothes were scattered all over the floor, and he was nowhere to be seen.I called out his name, but there was no response. I searched the room frantically, looking for any clues as to where he might have gone. But there was nothing.I turned to my security men, hoping that they would have some answers. But they too were at a loss. None of them had seen or heard anything suspicious.I felt a wave of panic wash over me. Jayden had become like family to me, and the thought of him being in danger was unbearable.I immediately called for backup, instructing my security men to search the house and the surrounding area for any sign of Jayden. I knew that we had to act fast if we were going to find him.As we searched, my mind raced with all kinds of horrible scenarios. What if he had been kidnapped? What if he had run away?But after hours of searching, we finally found him
★[Fergus POV]★I was still in the room I was kept and bound by my hands and feet when I suddenly heard a loud blast from the outside and I couldn't get what was happening, but I was sure that it was something serious.As I strained against the ropes that bound me, I listened carefully, trying to determine the source of the commotion. It sounded like gunfire, and my heart began to race as I realized that I might be in serious danger.I strained against the ropes again, trying to free myself, but they held firm. I cursed under my breath, feeling frustrated and powerless.Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside the door, and my heart leapt into my throat. Were they coming for me?The door burst open, and I saw a figure silhouetted against the bright light of the hallway. For a moment, I couldn't make out who it was, but then I saw the uniform and realized that it was a member of the local police force."Are you all right?" the officer asked, rushing over to untie me.I nodded, feeling a sens
★[Freya's POV]★I decided to visit Emily my friend and her brother Mr. Richards and I was shocked when the guard I met at the gate told me that they no longer resides there and I was thrown into a very deep thought of what must have happened. As a woman, I couldn't help but feel concerned for Emily and her brother. I wondered why they would suddenly move out without informing me, their close friend. My mind raced with all kinds of possibilities - had they been in some kind of trouble? Were they in danger? I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.I asked the guard if he knew anything more about their sudden departure, but he simply shrugged and told me he wasn't at liberty to say. Frustrated and worried, I decided to head back home and try to get in touch with Emily and her brother as soon as possible.As I drove back, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Emily and I had been friends for years, and we had always been there for each other through thick and
★[Freya's POV]★I was at work when I received a call from Mitchell my friend, she broke the good news to me about the university we have both been applying for, that their admission list was out and she had checked for both of us with our names among the admitted students. As soon as Mitchell told me the news, my heart raced with excitement. I couldn't believe it - we had both been accepted to the university of our dreams! All the hard work, late nights and stress had finally paid off.I felt an immense sense of pride and accomplishment knowing that I had achieved one of my life goals.But at the same time, a sense of nervousness crept in. Going to university would be a huge change for me - leaving my hometown, meeting new people and facing new challenges. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was determined to make the most of this opportunity.Mitchell and I had been dreaming of attending this university for years, and now that it had become a reality, I felt grateful for having
★[Fergus POV]★I woke up in the morning and I decided to check on Jayden the boy I had helped into my house in his room and I was shocked to find him not in the room and only saw a piece of paper with a note telling me that u shouldn't bother looking for him, that he has gone for good. As soon as I read the note, a wave of confusion and concern washed over me. What could have made Jayden leave without saying goodbye? Was he in some kind of trouble? I couldn't help but feel responsible for him, considering that I had taken him into my house in the first place.I quickly got dressed and started searching the house for any clues or signs of what could have happened. I checked the living room, the kitchen, and even the backyard, but there was no sign of Jayden. I even tried calling his phone, but it went straight to voicemail.As the minutes turned into hours, my worry started to turn into panic. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. I decided to reach out
★[Freya's POV]★As I stepped out of the bathroom, the cold air hit my damp skin, sending shivers down my spine. I quickly wrapped a towel around myself and made my way to the closet to pick out my clothes for the day.As I dressed up, I couldn't help but dwell on the thoughts that had been plaguing my mind for days. The stress of work had been taking a toll on me lately, and I found myself constantly questioning my choices and decisions.I tried to push these thoughts to the back of my mind as I headed out the door, but they kept resurfacing, causing my heart to feel heavy and my steps to falter. I knew I needed to find a solution to this problem, but the answer eluded me.As I walked towards the bus stop, I felt a sense of unease settling in. It was as if the weight of the world was on my shoulders, and I couldn't shake it off. I tried distracting myself by scrolling through my phone, but the words on the screen blurred together, and I couldn't focus.Finally, I reached my workplace,
★[Fergus POV]★As we stood there panting, with our weapons still drawn, I couldn't help but feel a surge of relief that we had emerged victorious from the battle. The rogue werewolves had been causing trouble in the area for weeks now, and it was a relief to finally put an end to their attacks.I looked around at my fellow pack members, all of us bearing wounds and bruises from the fight. We had fought well together, and I felt a sense of pride in our strength and unity.But our victory was not yet complete. The lone survivor of the rogue pack lay bound and unconscious at our feet, and we needed to interrogate him to find out more about their motives and plans.We carefully lifted him up and carried him back to our base camp, where we could question him in a secure location. As we tended to our wounds and prepared for the interrogation, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was only the beginning of a much larger conflict.But for now, we had won this battle, and I allowed myself a m
★[Freya's POV]★As I arrived home from work, I felt the weight of the day finally catching up to me. I longed for some peace and quiet, a chance to unwind and gather my thoughts. Once inside my room, I collapsed onto my bed and stared up at the ceiling, lost in my own world of contemplation.My mind wandered to the impending release of the University admission list, which had been causing me immense anxiety. The anticipation was almost unbearable, as I had put in so much effort and hard work to get to this point.But beyond that, I couldn't help but think about everything that had been happening in my life recently. The constant pressure to excel in my studies, the expectations of my family and friends, and the struggles of being a young woman in a world that often felt indifferent to my struggles.Despite all of this, I refused to give up on my dreams. I was determined to succeed and prove that I was capable of achieving great things, regardless of the obstacles in my path.As I lay