Now that I saw it from another perspective, why shouldn’t I be the one? Why didn’t I stand up the first time everyone said it? Why didn’t I get the limelight? Was it because I’m slow? That’s why they chose another one? Or they didn’t see me fit the role, that’s why someone step in? Is it because I’m a loser and all I’m meant to do was to cry on the sidelines because the battle has been fought and it already ended, so why am I standing still on the empty battlefield? Now I see it. Blake helped me stand up and we went to the farmhouse. “You hurt your shoulder.” He removed my cardigan and showed me my shoulder. “I’m going to get the first aid.” It was blurry what happened next, Andrea barged in with Tyler and they asked me questions; particularly, questions about who killed the chickens. A little sob escaped from my lips, followed by another and then Blake came back and clean my scar then after it was uncontrollable, I bawled in front of them and cry inconsolably. Partly because I h
After we ate dinner, I was left alone in the living room, Andrea had her shift on the carnival, while I snuggled up in the L-shape grey sofa. I have a crocheted maroon blanket that Tiffany gave me and my focus was on the television, watching advertisements as they passed by. “Harriet, aren’t you sleepy?” Tyler was starting to irk me again when he sat on the single sofa holding a glass of red wine and crossing his legs. I made my head rest on my arms as I was laying on my side, I didn’t answer him because he already knew the answer to his question. I heard the faucet close and the trash can open so Tiffany must be already done with the dishes. “Are you going to forever ignore me?” Blake showed up and I automatically sat up and motioned him to sit beside me. I snuggled at him the moment he sat, he has the body of a woman, of course, her muscles were there, especially on the biceps but her chest was so fluffy and his abs don’t hurt too, they were visible but he was so white that it d
I didn’t expect that it would be a quick friendship test, now I’m leading the two as we go to my work. “Isn’t best to talk to Arnold tomorrow? When he arrives at school?” I suggest when we rode on the train, because they said the bus would be too crowded and they covered my expensive fare on the train so I just shut my mouth. “What? Harriet, the quicker we responded on this, the better,” Danisha hissed, balling her fist and sitting on the available seat on the train, just like they said, most of the people prefer bus because maybe it’s more cheaper? I could count the people riding with us on the train and they’re all either on their phone, sleeping, or reading a book, no one talk in high volume like they own the place. This was super convenient. We arrived in no time in the next town and Danisha hailed a cab next, at this point, I’m thinking that Danisha was so kind, she has a pure heart despite all of the gossips about her being a spoiled brat or bitch, she remained grounded,
“I fathom it is more convenient to talk to me in the dining, not in my room, Harriet.” Tyler sat down on his favorite chair with ago in his favorite tea in his room after dinner. I pursed my lips and clasped my hands together, sitting on the long sofa in front of him. I don’t know where to start. I just thought about my life being wrecked and if I broke Andrea down, it would be a wrecker. If I have the silent-treatment type when I’m mad at someone, she, on the other hand, the pissing off until the end-type of act. I remember back when I’m ten and she was seven, she asked me to give an excuse letter to her elementary teacher because she has a stomachache, I forgot to give it but told her I gave it, so the next day when she went to class she found out and she went to my classroom and pushed all of my buttons that day where my classmates where watching, and my teacher too, they can’t do anything. I hate myself for forgetting to give that letter.So, if I had to choose whom to save fir
C62 – What Arnold Did - “There are two necklaces, one was supposed to be given to you, and the other one was mine, why didn’t you know that?” I was beyond horrified when Andrea said those words clearly, my chest was heaving and it got harder to breathe. We slept side by side in my room but I couldn’t fall asleep, so I opened my eyes and stood. I know my hair was like a bird’s nest right now and my eyes were bloodshot, I glance at the clock and it says it was two in the morning. I was supposed to get some water to appease my soul and just get, at this rate, an hour or two of sleep, I’m also craving some fired eggs, eggs with potatoes maybe? Or with onions. But my thoughts were cut off when I saw someone standing in the kitchen, particularly near the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing outside and sipping from a little cup. Ahh, the omelet was so good right now, my palate was yearning for it. My foot and a large vase I never know on the bottom of the stairs met and made a thud, pain
I don’t mind giving up the farmhouse, at least I know that whoever would live here would be responsible enough and could take care of the house and love it. I couldn’t protest Tyler if he thought the owner of this house fits Andrea more than I did, I myself saw how this house was from the beginning and gave up more than a few times, I wouldn’t be able to fix the water or lights without him asking for Neneuis and others’ help. So today, I’m going to the attic and finding out more about myself. I called it a secret door because it was hidden, I turned on the yellow light, and boxes with a cloth full of dust welcomed me. On the side was the box we opened, the one Azi and Lea were on the top and the other four were the first one I found full of baby clothes. Because I’m the only person here anyway, Andrea went to school, I surrendered my time to cleaning over the attic. This house was larger than I think. I touched the neck of the broken guitar and black spiders crawled away, I tried n
On the day of the prom, I feel drowsy as soon as I woke up.Maybe because I knew there was something in my life that I'll miss or maybe because I just knew what happened to Arnold and Ira and Danisha's problem. Earlier, I met with Ira at the back of the school, her tummy's noticeable and so she doesn't wear the school uniform anymore, just PE pants and a jacket. Danisha’s super angry, of course, and she got a super rich dad who backs her up. She wanted Ira to abort the child. Just like what Hayley told, but Ira ran away, so long story short they're searching the whole place to find her. And that bastard name Arnold was hiding under Danisha’s skirt like a good boy. Oh, how I wish he'll get the punishment he deserves. -"Are you ready?" Tiffany sprouts on the door like a mushroom. I rolled my eyes at her. "I'm not coming." It's almost night, and it's nearing the time of the party. I forgot where I put the invitation from school though, but I'm on my study table scribbling gibber
I have changed. I feel like I grew taller and my outlook in life changed, I've become garrulous and my body was more defined than it ever was. Before the night ended, I received a frantic call from Hayley; Tyler and Tiffany drove me to school and I never expected I would watch some burning again after I burned my stepfather's car. Hayley said it was an accident. Morning arrived and I walked on the street to the gates of my school and read the names of those who died at the gate. Abigail, Mikee, Charlotte, Jolina, Lizette, Jamie Ann... to name a few. All these unfamiliar faces passed my sight. They were burned alive and I could hear their cries of pain even after here. Would I die too if I came to the party? A small smile formed on my lips; a part of me sighed in relief but a part of me also regretted it. The former thought I still have a lot to do so I need to live while the latter sulked in the corner with her hands on her face. But hey, at least they die happy. "Hey, you're