Genevieve's lips were full and voluptuous as ever. Her beach-curly hair made it look like she had just gone out to the salon. Her cinch waist, big breasts, and booty were like a cartoon character figure. Others wished to have. But I'm not like other girls, I'm okay with my figure right now, not too fat, but also not too thin to easily get tackled to a car when kidnapped. "What are you doing here?" She gave up acting like a good mother and put her hand on her hips. She raised a brow and gave me an elevator look. "I lived here, you? What are you doing here?" I remember the time Richard got frustrated with her, and water sprinkled through her face. She was a laughingstock for a second, and I still couldn't help but laugh when I remembered her clown-like face. I don't need to answer her question because Richard pops up and snakes his arm automatically to her waist. "She's going to stay with us, darling." The first thing I noticed wa
He was caught off guard. After what he did, I can't fully trust him. Richard dropped his fork to his plate and raised his chin. I never imagined having breakfast at the same table with the antagonists of my life. I just found out that Ashton moved out and rent a dorm, Andrea dropped out and was MIA to Richard and Genevieve. I thought that maybe they agreed to let me stay here as Nancy said to fill the gap of having children, after all, it's nice to have teens around but I'm not the one to believe that. Teens are a pain as much as children do, and I would bet the only money in my pocket that they wouldn't wished for me to stay here. I don't like children, I don't plan on having my own suffer from this sick world. I hope that every parent thinks about that when doing coitus. I hope my mother and my unknown father thought about that before they have me. "You're quiet today Harriet, is there a problem? Don't you like the steak I ordered?" Richard said. I looked at the chewy steak
Arnold and I came together to school. As we were walking through the gaze, the sharp look of Danisha standing on the side made me part my lips slightly, I tugged on Arnold's sleeve and caught his attention. "We have history class after lunch. Let's talk then. Make sure you have evidence." I gritted my teeth as I felt another batch of eyes staring at us. There were other students on the school grounds, but the two sets of eyes watching us stand out more than the others. Arnold agreed, and we parted ways to the hallways of the school. He headed to the lockers while I headed to the classroom.We made a team, and though even I couldn't believe how could I easily trust someone again, I did. It seems like the only one I couldn't trust again was Richard. He proved that his family owned a funeral home by introducing me to his family. It was an accident, and his father barged in and saw us, and without much preparation, I met another family again. Arnold has the advantage over my problem,
They say history repeats itself. The last time I checked, Tyler was a beta who's supposed to be promoted as an alpha, not god. Tyler keeps on talking with his hand in sync but the words he utter was still gibberish to me. I now saw him face to face but my mind keeps on swirling around the idea that we accidentally kissed. "Harriet, Harriet." He snapped his fingers and I blinked repeatedly before he put his hand down. "Yes, what were you saying?" I controlled my breathing and focused on his eyes. "Is something wrong?" he asked, forehead creased. I shook my head. "No, nothing, of course everything's fine, just...," I searched for the right words to hide my embarrassment but ended up finding nothing, "can you repeat what you're saying?" I just wanted the ground to open and swallow me whole, it seemed like all I could do was get embarassed in front of him."I found the real killer. You don't have to ask for Arnold's help, Harriet." His shoulder tensed and his face got a little sour
"Why did you do that?" I asked as we were trekking to the woods, Blake was behind us with the wolf on his shoulder and feeding him some bird food. "I know how you feel at that moment, I can read your thoughts, isn't it?" I agreed and thought about how I forgot he got access to my thoughts whenever he wanted.“I don’t need saving,” I blurted, and Tyler halted and I realized even I was surprised by what I said. He looked at me with a sinister smile. “I know.” I inched forward to him and formed my hands into fists. “I just needed someone to be with me when I save myself.” I can save myself – was what I want to point out, but I suddenly feel nervous closed to him, I feel like there’s a different spark that appeared between us. My mind’s twisted; I’m not the kind of person that want to be love, I’m just cruising on my own; I got numb and was reborn to reality when the truth was revealed to me. I still had a lot of things to do, and I kept buying time and procrastinating when I should
"Since it seems like you don't like to find your father anymore," Lea started, Azi offered me to sit on the curved maroon sofa I never saw before, the living room has a carpet and a complete set of sitting area with a wooden centerpiece and a chandelier, the kitchen overlooking the sofa has a marbled cupboard, a mini fridge, and pots, and pans, I'm in awe especially when Lukas opened the faucet and water come out, I almost clapped my hands. I know I should've noticed it the moment Lea pulled me here, the hanging string of pearls that covered most of the roof was gone, the algae too, and the weeds on the side, it's like magic, I knew I should expected something."We respected it," Lea added. My eyes were still feasting the cons lighting in every corner of the house and the pinwheel decoration and puzzle piece when I heard something getting pushed to the floor."But as Azi and I were looking for a pot, we stumbled in the attic and found... these." I looked at Lea and then at Azi, who
She was the only one he wanted. The only one he needed. But he couldn't have her. Not because she didn't want him, but because he was afraid. Afraid of what he was. Afraid of what he could do. So he watched her from afar, content to simply admire her. "That's so poetic," I muttered and glanced at the creases on the door made by Neneuis. She was on the other side, peeking and watching my every move. "That's a great book," Tyler said, I beamed at him and closed the book I was holding. We're in the library, and after minutes of persuading everyone to give us a minute, Neneuis was on my side so it became more bearable, though the trepidation was palpable, I wonder if he could see right through me right now? I made sure to imagine constant barbed wires so that he couldn't read my thoughts. I'm still debted by his kindness, and I don't know how to repay it to him. He let me stay here, accompany me to school, and take any dispute that surrounds me away. I don't know if my life could su
The brisk wind and the blowing strong winds from time to time made me realize that I was in the center of the town. There’s a place in town that’s near the mall, behind the funeral parlor, and in front of a bookshop, it was an abandoned building that has thirteen floors and was standing since the 18th century. It was an old abandoned building that’s said to be the home of a serial killer who made a killing spree on Mercia Lane. “Why here?” Neneuis frowned. They were walking in twos, Tyler was with Blake then Neneuis and Lukas, and Azi and Lea while I was in the front. If there’s one person here who grew up in this town and knows the tales surrounding the sacred town, that would be me. They were all wearing long coats in dark colors while I was the only one in white. I don’t have long coats like them. I only have a white pea coat.I turned to Neneuis and put my hands in my pocket when a gust of wind drew some hair on my face. “Because no one caught the killer, no one who he was.” I