Chapter 18

Chapter 18

ISLA

Just as I bent my head, blood trickled down and touched the back of my palm.

And another dropped again.

I was almost panicking.

What was happening?

I raised my head up and looked at the vanity mirror in front of me. The blood came from my nose.

I had a nosebleed. I quickly took out a tissue and wiped it off.

I went to the restroom to wash my face.

I got prepared again and went outside to meet the others.

Phoebe blocked my way to stop me from walking away.

"What do you want?" I asked her nonchalantly.

"Did the beating put any sense in you at all? Did it make you come back to your senses and the realization that you need to leave?" Phoebe asked with a smirk.

I snickered. I moved closer to her and raised my chin up giving her a daring look.

"Sorry but not sorry, no. The only realization I came to was to stay. It made me even want to stay more and do better.

I've told you before Phoebe, I ain't going nowhere." I spat the words at her face and walked away.

Does she think