It's Monday. so that means it's a school day. I opted to walk to school instead of taking the bus. Fun fact about me, I hate other people. So I avoid them.
It's not a long walk, it's about a mile or so.
When I get to the school gate I take a deep breath and let the air fill out my entire chest. I use the breath as a reminder that I can get through this day. I let it it slowly as I start to enter the schoolyard.
The students are loud, and the bus is releasing so many fumes making it hard to breathe in any fresh air. The parking lot is filled with all types of cars. The chaos is so much that I almost turn around to go back home.
"Good morning." Tamrin, my oldest friend sings as she walks towards me from her parked car. I turn to look at her in surprise. I didn't even see her waiting for me. I was so wrapped up in all the noise that I would have walked right past her.
I know I said I hate people but Tamrin and Sadie are the two of the three people I like in this world. I don't know why they keep me around because I'm mostly a wet blanket but you know what they love me and care about me no matter what mood I'm in.
"You're in a very cheery mood," I say as she wraps one arm around me making me slow down a little.
"And you're not." She says her smile going away.
"I was until this morning," I say pointing to all of the things around me that make me sad.
"Well, I can't blame you. School sucks." She says and I nod in agreement. But I know our mutual agreement won't last long. She has a but coming. "But..." And there it is. "We can't let the things we can't control dictate how we feel." She says grabbing me by the shoulders and making me stop. "You have to try to find some happiness." She says looking deeply into my eyes. I stare back at her wishing I had the same outlook as her. I wish I could move on from hurt the same way she can.
"What nugget of wisdom is Tamrin giving out today?" Sadie says coming to stand next to me. Tamrin let me go so I can hug Sadie.
"She is teaching me how to find happiness in the gloom," I say and Sadie rolls her eyes at my statement.
"Okay, it's going to be one of those weeks," Sadie says giving Tamrin a hug as well. "I can't promise that I'll be the most joyful person in your circle but I'll try to be at least tolerable." She says and Tamrin smiles somewhat satisfied with that.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't The Golden Girls" Presley says walking towards us. I step back letting her greet the other girls. She ignores me and links arms the the two of them. They start walking in front of me and I follow knowing my place. Presley is Tamrin's cousin, so she comes with the package. If it were up to her I would be kicked out of the group and they would be The Golden girls.
But Tamrin refuses to do that because she actually likes and she has to like Presley because they're family.
We walk into the school hallway and my day officially begins.
"Celeste." Mr. Hayman says when we walk past his office. I stop and look back at him. "Can I talk to you for a second?" He says and I almost say no but I don't think students are allowed to say no to the principal. I turn back and head to his office. I wonder what this is about.
The sound of gunfire explodes through the night, deafening and relentless. A machine gun—no, multiple—rips through the air outside, drowning everything else out. I hear men shouting, screaming, and then the screaming turns into something else. Agony. Terror.I clamp my hands over my ears, pressing myself further into the corner of the closet, trying to disappear. My body shakes violently, my breath coming in shallow gasps as I rock back and forth. I squeeze my eyes shut and whisper a prayer under my breath, over and over."Please, God. Please, God. Please, God."The walls tremble with the force of the fight happening outside. Glass shatters somewhere. Heavy footsteps storm through the house. More gunshots. More yelling. I don’t kn
I wake up with a start, my heart thundering in my chest. My breath comes in ragged gasps, and for a moment, I can’t place where I am. I sit up quickly, expecting to see someone in the room with me—someone coming to hurt me, to take me again—but when my eyes adjust to the dim light, the room is empty.Just the silence.I look around, the weight of everything pressing down on me. This place—the house where Trevor has kept me locked up for weeks—has become a prison. It’s always quiet, too quiet. The only sounds are the distant hum of the outside world that I can’t reach, the creaks of the house settling, and my own restless thoughts.The darkness beyond the window is thick and consuming, the kind of darkness that swallows up the last remnants of hope. But tonight, something is different. Something feels off.I strain my ears, listening closely. There’s a faint sound, like the whisper of something moving through
The air is cold, but I barely feel it. My fingers flex at my sides, itching for the moment I get to wrap them around Trevor’s throat.A few meters away, the house stands in the darkness, barely lit by the moon. Celeste is in there. I can feel it, like some invisible tether between us. She’s so close I can almost smell her—vanilla and something soft, something warm.Nathan steps up beside me. I don’t have to look at him to know what he’s thinking. We’ve run through this plan a hundred times. We both breathe slowly, measured, in sync. If we let the rage take over now, we’ll lose. We need to do this right.Behind us, the rest of my men are waiting, silent shadows in the night. Five hundred of them. A small army, but that’s what it takes when yo
Nathan and I are staring at the screen, watching the dot move. Every second it inches closer to its destination, my pulse beats harder, my hands clench tighter. I should be in my car already, speeding toward her. I should be ending this.But I can’t rush this.One mistake, and Celeste might never make it out alive.I take a slow breath, forcing myself to think. Trevor’s still pissed about today—I saw it in his eyes, the way his mask slipped for just a second. He’s getting sloppy. That’s why Tamrin was able to slip one on him, why he hasn’t even realized she did. He thinks he still has control, but we’re the ones pulling the strings now."One more day," I say, more to myself than to Nathan.
My hands are trembling so hard I can barely hold the phone. My chest feels tight, like there isn’t enough air in the room, but I force myself to breathe. In and out. In and out. I can’t fall apart now. Not when I finally made a move.Sadie sits next to me, watching silently. She hasn’t asked a single question since I took her phone, but she doesn’t have to. I know she’s thinking them. I know she wants to yell at me, shake me, demand answers. But she doesn’t. Maybe she knows I don’t have the strength to explain right now.Nathan answers on the second ring. His voice is sharp, alert. “Who’s this?”“It’s Tamrin.” My voice barely comes out, but I swallow the lump in my throat and force myself to continue. “I hid my phone in Trevor’s car so you can track him. I’ll send you the details now.”Silence. Then a sharp breath on the other end. “You—” he starts, but I don’t give him a chance to question me. I end the call and immediately go to the tracking app on my phone, sending the location str
The drive back feels like it lasts forever, and every minute of it makes my stomach churn with dread. Trevor’s words hang in the air, thick and suffocating. He doesn’t stop talking, doesn’t stop reminding me of everything he’s capable of, and how easily he could ruin my life if I even think about crossing him. Every threat is sharp, like a blade cutting through my chest. He tells me he will kill me, kill my family, that no one would ever know what happened to Celeste or that I was involved.The fear grips me harder with each passing second. It feels like I’m suffocating in this car, trapped in this nightmare I can’t escape. I can’t say anything. I just nod, keep my eyes on the road, my breath shallow, praying he’ll just let me go. But it never comes. The torment doesn’t stop.Finally, when the car pulls up in front of my house, I feel my body go stiff. Trevor grabs my thigh, his fingers digging in deep, hard enough to bruise. The pain flares up immediately, sharp and relentless, and I