After I was able to gain my composure back, I went back to the dead body. I grabbed my clothes and wore them back. “Who exactly is Grey Preston?” My smile soured. He set me on fire just by his presence yet he washed it away with just his aura. The fire in me was slowly dying. I sat beside the dead body and rubbed my fingers against my folds through my panty. I always loved dry rubbing but what the hell is wrong with me? I slid a finger in and moaned. I slapped myself multiple times while fingering fast but I felt nothing. Pain always add spice to sex and I was addicted to it. I groaned and pulled my hair in frustration. I banged my head on the wall. The flame in me died. “This is all your fault, Serra!” I brought out my knife and stabbed the dead man’s belly unconsciously. My hand quiver in anticipation and pleasure. I sat across the dead man’s body and stared at his cold body. His mouth was slightly apart and his eyes were open. I leaned forward and visualized him as Serra. His
She was wearing a crimson-red dress, heels, and a veiled cocktail hat. I couldn’t see her face because she was looking on the floor but her smirk... Her bloody-red smirk marked my soul. She looked at me straight to the eyes. I held my chest and sighed in relief after seeing her face. “You scared the hell out of me!” I exclaimed and chuckled. There was something bizarre in her eyes. She was often sweet and rude? Yeah rude but sweet. Right now all I could see was her creepy grin. There was something behind that grin. It was the same with mine when I want to kill someone– My heart bounced fast against my chest. There were knots in my stomach. My heart and stomach were nervous at the same time. Is this fear? “Did I?” She scratched her neck and gave me an awkward smile. “You should be.” Her face turned as cold as the blade of the knife she was holding. Her knife was smaller than the knife I always carry with me. I snickered on the back of my head. I’ve been holding on to that knife
She held me in place squeezing my cheeks inward. We were both of the same height and size but it was obvious on my side that she was stronger than I am and I hate to admit it. She forced my mouth open and slid her hand in grabbing my tongue and all of a sudden everything went black. I flicked when I felt a warm liquid dripped down my legs. “I’m glad you’re awake,” my make up artist greeted and stopped applying lipstick on my lips. Did I fell asleep? I looked around and everything was normal. I sighed in relief. It was just a bad dream. “Go... go... go. You’ll perform in few minutes!” She pushed me out of the room. I made my way to the lift. I felt strange. I felt something wasn’t right. I felt incomplete. I could feel my confidence dying. Something is wrong with me. One of the technicians handed me a wireless mic before I entered the lift. The lift is located under the stage and it will reveal me to the crowd. “You still look gorgeous,” she complimented and revealed herself ou
SERRA The moment I opened my eyes twinkling lights welcomed me. I looked up and all the stars sparkled in my eyes. The crystal chandelier spiraled down the arching gold ceiling reflected my sight. I turned around and behind me was a grand staircase. The edges of the wall were embroidered with gold. Gold vines swirled each pillar. The floor was shiny and well-polished. I was like stepping over the lake that turned into ice. I looked at myself. I was wearing an illuminating gold gown that brushed the floor. “But I’m an outcast I’m a creep, a wierdo What the hell am I doing here? I shouldn’t be here I don’t belong here I don’t belong here...” A familiar voice sang in the background. Women in their fancy shimmering gowns surrounded me. I don’t know where to focus my eyes. They were like jewels, emerald, diamond, ruby, amethyst, dancing gracefully. “You run run run out the door (run)Run as fast as you canYou run, run, run, run,Run...” I find the song weird. It doesn’t suit th
“Accident? That wasn’t an accident!” I complained after watching the news. We are currently inside our room. The celebration of SU’s anniversary continued despite what happened and today’s the last day of the event. They just prohibited anyone to enter the hall because of the ongoing investigation. Yes, ongoing yet they already released to the media that what happened to Suzy Williams was an accident. “What do you mean, Serra?” Amanda turned off the television. “If I’ll tell you will you believe me?” I gazed at her and she was already looking at me. “Maybe, you could try.” She shrugged. I curled my legs up on the bed and sat like an Indian. “There is a murderer in this school, Amanda. Whoever she is she’s still around.” I lowered my voice while roaming my sight around. “We’re inside our room, Serra. It’s just you and me. It won’t be possible that the murderer you were talking about could enter without us noticing. Relax.” She put the remote control on the side table. She then sa
He put the plastic bags on the table and sat on the sofa like he owned the place. The atmosphere turned tense and so did I. “D-Do you want something to drink?” I tried having eye contact with him but didn’t last long. “Cold water will do.” I nodded and hurried to the kitchen. When I returned I saw him sitting comfortably with his feet on the round table, arms on his head, and eyes closed. “Do you usually serve water with a bowl?” he said with eyes still closed. My brow rose because of what he said. I looked down and d*mn I was holding a bowl of water. I rushed back to the kitchen and brought him what he requested. “Seat beside me, Serra.” His eyes were still closed. My lips twisted because of his statement. “Chill... I don’t bite.” He opened his eyes and looked directly at me. I covered my neck with my arms. “You already did! Not once but twice!” He chuckled and beckoned me. “Come here.” I approached him with an alert stance and sharp eyes. He shook his head and brought two bo
SERRA “Go, Serra! Go, Serra!” Gugu raised her pompoms one after the other. “Give me an S - E - R - R - A!” She twisted her body to form each letter of my name, literally. If I don’t know her and saw her doing that I would one hundred percent freak out. She could replace Kayako in the movie and even do better. “S - E - R - R - A! S - E - R - R - A!” She clapped her hands while blurting out each letter. “Let’s take a break!” I slammed my butt on the concrete ground of the gymnasium when I reached the end of the stairs. “I’ll tell you when.” He stuffed his mouth with chips. “One more from the bottom!” He went down the gym’s stairs fast. I dragged my sore body and lazily went down the stairs. We’ve been doing this for a week now and it’s seeping the energy out of me. “Double time!” He clapped his hands and I speed up. “Attention!” he commanded. I firmly stood straight with chin up, chest out, shoulders back, and stomach in just like what he taught me a while ago before we started. “
“Where’s Amanda?” Amara asked as soon as I reached the table. “Her dad called her over. She was fetched by Mr. Garzon.” I sat on one of the available chairs. Six chairs were surrounding the round table. Beside me was a vacant chair and the other was occupied by Gugu. Next to Gugu was Amara then Grip and Victoria. Amara kept on glancing in Gugu’s direction. Victoria was all smiley while still holding on Grip’s arm and leaning, squeezing, herself to him. The latter remained expressionless. “Thank goodness! I really don’t like her.” Victoria’s nose bridge wrinkled. I could hear Amanda responding ‘Feelings mutual, Victoria.’ she would probably say that if she heard her. “Table thirteen,” the computer’s voice called. I looked at our table number and it was thirteen. “I’ll go get our orders.” Grip stood up but Victoria didn’t let him go. “Why don’t you get it, Serra? We ordered you get it. You know give and take.” She shrugged and sweetly smiled at me. “We ordered? I ordered,” Amara