Once I was in bed I really started to think about what happened. I hit my own head, forcing me to think straight. I had to figure out what was up with Damon. I thought about our -very- heated moment in the toilet and remembered the needle picks I felt on my neck. It couldn't be, right? Was I seriously considering Damon was not actually human? I heard my phone vibrate next to me on the nightstand. I picked it up and immediately sat up straight in bed, staring at the message I just received.D: Still waiting for an answer to my question.Speak of the devil. Did he really just take my number from my phone AND added himself into my phone? If he thinks I'm answering that, he's seriously delusional. That's first of all a breach of privacy and secondly, very inappropriate. Then again, I didn't mind him touching my body earlier so I guess it wasn't very clear where we stood. He was still my teacher though and very much off limits. I wasn't going to risk my study or future for anything. I did
I unfortunately didn't hit her hard enough but she did fall on the floor. She got back up straight away and tried to hit me back with a yell. Her nose was bleeding and her hair was a mess. I heard teachers screaming and getting to their feet. Someone put his arms around me, pulling me away from Kylee. ''Beatrice, stop.'' I heard Mr. Jackson say, who tried to pull me away but couldn't. Kylee tried to step closer but another teacher intervened, trying to hold her back. I stepped on Mr. Jackson his shoe and elbowed him in the stomach, making sure he released me. Once I was out of his hold, I took a step towards Kylee. Very strong arms grabbed me from behind, too strong for me to fight back. I tried though. I elbowed the person behind me but it was like hitting a rock. I knocked my head back, trying to hit the person behind me in the face. ''Tris.'' I heard Damon say in my ear. His voice and smell calmed me down a little bit. I fell still, still feeling murderous. Damon put his arm around
I wanted to walk in but Kylee grabbed the sleeve of my dress. ''Stay away from him. He's mine.'' Kylee whispered to me while looking at Damon. That really didn't sat right with me. He wasn't hers. Even thinking about him touching her had my blood boiling again. I was never a possessive or jealous person at all but there was no way she was going to ever touch him. I felt this pull towards him and I don't know where it came from. And it was definitely the wrong thing to say to me while I was in this state mentally. After she shared a half nude pic of me on the internet. What was wrong with this chick. ''Watch me.'' I said and I walked in.As I walked in, his smell invaded my nostrils. The smell of cinnamon was everywhere and boy did it smell good. I realized I have never been in his office before and took a good look around. It was pretty bare, no personal items on the wall or his desk apart from an old picture of a dog. It piqued my interest and I picked it up. There was a very happy b
‘‘Miss Madden, Mr. Bell, we finished the investigation into the fire. This is a standard procedure with all incidents like this.” The first police officer said. He opened the file, showing me the details of the evening. ‘‘Okay...” I said, waiting for more information. I looked at the file and saw different times, the time that the fire started, the time that different people got out of the building and what time the fire was extinguished. ‘‘This is a list of the times of the evening. Normally, the time that the fire alarm goes on will be added. Was it not for the fact that the fire alarm was disabled. And not just disabled, completely torn off the wall.” The second officer said. I looked at them with shock. ‘‘What are you saying? Did someone do this?” I asked, feeling panicked. ‘‘We looked into the camera tapes. Most of them were destroyed but the camera images were automatically backed up by the system. Luckily there was some footage left.” The police officer said. He hesitantly look
I was in the most boring meeting of my life. I looked at the teachers who were discussing the students and the upcoming school trip. My phone burned a hole in my pants. She drove me crazy. She hadn't texted me back after this morning and my fingers were itching to send another text. I didn't though, instead giving her some space. Kylee was in the corner, f*ck knows why. She had to arrange some stuff and had to use the printer for that. For some reason I felt really angry. I almost snapped at the teachers to shut the f*ck up but I contained myself with some effort. The door opened and I immediately smelled Tris. My head snapped up, excited to see her. I couldn't see her yet, she was in the doorway. Her heart was beating wildly and I frowned, wondering what was up. She walked into the teachers' lounge, a cruel smile on her face and her eyes set on Kylee. She briskly took five steps and out of nowhere, her fist impacted Kylee's face. Some teachers screamed and everybody scrambled out of
“That's why we decided to come to you first. We should have a clear way tonight.” Nikolas added. It didn't take me long to answer. “Let's go. We need to get ready.” I said to the guys. I looked forward again, eager to get out of here. All of a sudden I saw a car almost driving into our car. I saw Tris in the car, next to her boss who had a panicked look on his face. Keddrick honked and the car started up again and with squeaking tires drove around us. I tried not to have any reaction to it but inside I was wondering where Tris was going with her boss. After a quick detour by the houses of Kylee and Hailee, Keddrick drove to the edge of the forest where the safe house was. We built it here in case of emergencies and it was the place where we stored all of our equipment and weaponry. It was hidden from prying eyes and only the most trusted in the circle knew about it. We got out of the car and ran the rest of the way. It felt good using my speed again. Keddrick ran beside me, complet
I looked at my heels and still couldn't move. Everything was eerily silent. I was standing in the doorframe of my bedroom, basked in the light. What do I do? I realised I left my phone downstairs. I contemplated the course of action, whether I should go downstairs and grab my phone, shout Moose for safety, scream and hope someone was outside, lock myself in the bathroom and climb out the window or jump out my bedroom window. All these thoughts ran through my head but before I could make a decision, I heard a sound. My head snapped to the closet where I heard a knock from the inside. A muffled sound was heard and it sounded eerily close to my name. I was still frozen on the spot, shock taking over my body and mind. Suddenly a foot shot through the closet, creating a loud crash. I didn't even move but my head screamed in panic. Then it registered what happened and I realised it was Jane her shoe I was looking at. “Jane!” I screamed and I moved, opening my closet. Jane sat in my dresse
The knife hit me in my leg. I fell backwards and I couldn't breathe anymore. Blood was gushing out my leg, my neck was black and blue because of Ryan his hand and my spine got hit so many times, I don't know if I had broken my back. I wanted to drift off and forget the pain. I didn't want to be here anymore. But then I heard Tris scream. I tilted my heavy head and saw Ryan between her legs. Her dress had ridden up and he pushed her down with his entire body. She was fighting, beating around her with frantic movements but it didn't help. It was like he didn't even feel it. He was saying things but I didn't hear it, a loud peep resounding in my head. Then suddenly he brought his face down to her neck and she screamed. A scream full of pain and hopelessness. A sort of strength came over me. My last momentum of being clear. He was going to kill Tris and I couldn't let that happen. I stood up, my body protesting but my mind clearer than ever. I removed the knife from my leg, blood rushing
We heard Logan screaming from the upper floor. I bolted down the stairs towards his pained screams but before I could open the door, Damon grabbed my wrist and held me back. “Tris. You don't want to see this. Don't go in.” He said to me.“You're joking right? Of course I'm going in.” I said stubbornly and I went inside with Jane and Kenna by my side.In the corner, laying flat on his back, lay a screaming Logan. Screams full of pain, terror and agony. “Logan.” I said but he didn't hear us and the screaming continued. Tears sprang into my eyes. Kenna started sobbing and Jane just stared at him with fear.“Logan,” I said again and I walked towards him, ignoring Damon's protests. I knelt beside him and put my hand on his arm. Heat penetrated through his shirt. “He's burning.” I said as a statement but nobody came forward to help. “What can we do?” I asked the group as I turned my head around. Damon, Keddrick and who I thought was Emrys stood by the door, looking at Logan with hooded face
“Did he touch you?”Damon asked in a whisper. I looked up into his eyes. He waited again for my answer. I hesitated again, giving him an answer.The fire in the fireplace suddenly exploded, raining ash everywhere. Jane screamed and ducked down, protecting her face and body from the heat. Michael turned to the fireplace in alarm but then looked at Damon again with big eyes. Damon still looked at me with his fingers on my face, a stone expression on his face and not fazed by the fire behind him. He stared into my eyes. Michael stepped forward, touching his shoulder. His hand suddenly lit on fire and he let out a scream and released Damon in an instant. “Damon! Control yourself!” Michael shouted, looking around at the spreading flames.“What is happening!?” I asked no one in particular. I didn't think I would get an answer from Damon, he looked far away in his mind.Michael looked dumbfounded for a moment. He looked at me, where his fingers touched my skin and his mouth opened to answer m
I was blasted by memories. Memories of my father when I was a little girl. Six years of my life clicked back into the empty spaces of my head. Making sandcastles on the beach, baking pies, walking the dog, moving house, brushing my teeth with music playing in the background, singing songs in the car, playing in the playground and watching movies on the couch till I fell asleep. All the memories that I made with the man in front of me who still looked exactly the same.I looked at Michael with pain in my eyes. But then other memories surfaced, memories that I made with Alex. Things he had done to me, he had shown me. All lies and deceit.“I'm going to ask you again. Is Alexander Hudson your blood mate?” My father asked me but before my lips opened, a hand snaked around my neck and pulled me backwards. A snarl left Michael but Alex took me back further. A sharp tip touched my side and pierced my dress. A gasp left me and I tried to get away but Alex held me tighter.“One wrong move and
All I felt was despair as Alex turned me towards him, grabbed the back of my neck and pushed his lips onto mine. Disgust filled me and I tried to push him away but I couldn't. My body was frozen. All I could do was stand there as Alex forcefully pulled me against him. His lips moved against mine and his other hand encircled my waist painfully tight. He pulled his face back and looked at me. He gave me another feather light kiss. I stared into his eyes, making my feelings very obvious. “You can't fight me any longer, my dear toy. Nobody will ever be able to save you now.” He whispered very softly. That was right before the doors of the ballroom blasted open with a loud Bang. The entire crowd, including me and Alex, turned towards the source of the sound. Damon. Damon stood in the door opening, two knives protruding from his chest. Blood covered his chest, dripping on the ballroom floor. There was a head wound on the side of his face. Keddrick and two other guys were next to him. The
A vampire woman with long black hair and a white dress entered the stage. “Silence!” She hushed the crowd. She said it in a normal tone but her voice boomed through the ballroom, demanding attention. “Another one of us has found their blood mate.” She continued and whispers went through the crowd. I stared at Alex and he looked back at me, not breaking eye contact. He was wearing a dark blue suit and his light brown hair was styled back. He stepped closer to me, running his fingers over my neck in front of the crowd. Shivers ran down my body. “It is Alexander Hudson who has found his mate, one of the contenders to take over the crown.” The woman said and gasps ran through the crowd. I looked up, finding everybody staring at us. I still couldn't locate Damon. Where was he? The crowd started to blur in front of me and it was the tears in my eyes that caused it. I blinked them away. Logan and Kenna stared at me and I pleaded with them in my mind. They looked from me to Jane with terrif
‘‘But I immediately noticed you as soon as you stepped through my doors tonight. You're my daughter. Your mate Alexander will become the prince, and next in line, once he has claimed you tonight.’’ He talked further but I shut my mind off. I was absolutely sick and tired of everybody compelling my thoughts, my memories and my head. I was a person, not some toy. From the moment I was a child, compulsion lay on my mind, compelling me to forget my own father and my emotions were stashed away and not validated. It was easy for this man, just compel the humans, your own children, and don't look back. I was absolutely seething with anger. I turned back to the table, downed the rest of the whiskey or whatever it was without a hitch, and stepped past Michael, who stopped talking when I turned around. ‘‘Beatrice?’’ He asked me and I didn't answer, instead walking to the door. ‘‘Don't leave.’’ He said and it almost sounded pleading. I turned around. ‘‘Or what? You're going to compel me to stay?
I stayed moving and focused on calming down. About a thousand thoughts ran through my mind and I still felt the compulsion Alex put on me weighing me down. “What do you want?” I said in a steady voice and I felt him smile. “Alexander came to me earlier this evening. Told me something interesting about you. It seems like you're already taken. You have an interesting life ahead of you as Alexander's mate.” He said and I froze. My body kept moving with him but I looked around for Damon or Jane, hoping they could get me away right now. Instead I looked straight into the eyes of Alex. My heart stopped for a second. He looked at me, an evil smile on his face and he put his finger in front of his lips, motioning for me to stay silent. I swallowed heavily. My fingers tightened on Michael's shoulder and he turned me around, facing me away from Alex. He made me do a twirl and then caught me again, taking me to the edge of the dancefloor. “Come with me.” Michael said with authority and I looked
As soon as Kenna and Logan saw us, I was swept away in the arms of Logan in the form of a big hug. “You daredevil. Keddrick told us Damon compelled you to stay at home. He should've known better.” He said in my ear and I smiled. “I wasn't going to let you fight this alone. We are in this together. We all are.” I responded and that was true, I wasn't going to abandon them. While I couldn't tell them about what exactly happened, I still pulled Logan closer to me. “I need your help tonight.” I quickly whispered to him. He nodded and then let me go, looking away as if we didn't speak at all. He gave me a wink before turning around to the rest of the group. Kenna stood next to me and touched my arm. “I'm happy you guys are here. It was a bit nerve wrecking.” Kenna said with a nervous smile and I grabbed her arm, pulling her towards me for a half hug.My mood instantly turned sour when I heard a loud, flirtatious voice next to me. “It's starting, Damon. So exciting.” Elise said and I turne
Mania by Aaryan Shah was playing when we walked in, the whole party set in a sensual but clubby tone. I was blasted by a lot of sights. It looked like a club, the walls red and the lights dimmed. Apparently they dimmed the lights more as the night went on, raising the anticipation for hunting the pets once the doors locked. I stood in the doorway with Jane, us both gasping at the grand place. Gold statues adorned the floor, paintings of people hung all over the place and the ceiling was painted with art of naked women and men. There were hundreds of people, dancing, drinking, eating and talking.Most people were dressed in their best outfit, women wearing ball gowns and men wearing their best suits. Waiters walked around with different drinks and food and I spotted several humans with barely any clothes on, covered in puncture wounds. I saw some humans with grand dresses on as well, their cheeks already reddening by the alcohol and other activities. It looked pretty tame so far, disc