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The gun fire had gone on for a while before Daniel showed up with some men I recognized from the mansion, two of the man that had been shooting at us escaped, but the one I had shot in the foot lingered around. The man was apprehended by the men from the house and we drove home casually.“For a moment there, I thought we were actually going to die or something.” I breathed. Daniel glanced at me from the drivers mirror and squeezed my hand. A silent reassurance from him that I had been getting a lot of lately.The drive to the mansion was awfully quiet and when we arrived, I immediately went up to my room for a nap, I needed to sleep all the adrenalin off, as much as you wanted a superstar character, I’m only human and I get tired too.I had woken up a few hours later, just in time for dinner but I was nit ready to see anyone, well apart from one person. I untangled myself from my thick purple duvet and slipped on my soft flip plops. Even after that long nap, I felt exhausted. I wasn’t
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“Danielle—” Emily tried to speak. I could see her eyes glisten with tears and her hand's clench, she stared at me with a pained expression, as if she was trying to communicate with me Telepathically. “Tell me Emiliana.” She perked up at her full name. I could barely hear any emotion in my voice. For the first time, my thoughts were quiet. It was an awful reminder of the day Tyler and I had met for the second time at the hospital when Rye had been hit. I remembered that I was about to end it all and he stopped me. I regretted the fact that I did not swallow those pills. If I had known that things would end up this messy or painful, I would have ended my life before I got to see reality like this. My eyes stung with tears and I bit harder on my lip. My grip on the railing loosened even though I felt I could collapse at any time. “Did he or did he not get married, Emily!” I snapped. “Emily, I am asking you a—” “He did!” She confessed and tears rolled down her eyes. She reached ou
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Shouldn't I be asking you that? Isabel quipped at me with a straight face and she matched my gaze, I let out a soft chuckle and decided I would entertain her mediocre antics before showing her, her place.I'm not the one who lived with her for twenty-three years now, am I? if there is anyone who should know something, should it not be you? She added and I shrugged.I don't know why people lie even though they know the truth, I spoke in a calm tone, a complete contrast to the fact that my hand was currently in her hair, tugging on it while she bore holes into my skin with her piercing gaze. Charlotte knows where she is, and if charlotte knows, then you know as well. Isabel grumbled in another and tried to slip away from my grip, but I was sure that the fear of falling into that pool made her resist.It was at this point that I began to wonder if she could swim. I found it funny because if you can't swim, why leisure on the edge of a pool as deep as this one? I could feel her breath qui
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I knew it had been a while since I locked myself in the room. I had my head ducked in my knees and I was leaning on the door frame I had slid down. I bit my lip to prevent a sob.No, I would not cry, I was not weak. I forced myself to my feet and took slow attentive steps toward the mirror in my room. As a child, I was fond of staring at the mirrors, it turned into a habit though because I always had a new wound or scar each day. One that didn’t leave no matter how much I scrubbed or washed.So instead of running to the bathroom to get the steam off or wash away the dirt that I felt was on me each time, I would carry out the short walk of shame towards the mirror and face the one person whose existence terrified me — Me. I was always scared that I would live long enough to see days like this. These days were the ones I dreaded as a child, days when reality would push me to lose my humanity. The same hands I had used to help Leon was the same one I used to push her down the steps. A
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