Sierra abruptly drew away, and from that moment I saw a reluctance sparkled in her eyes, but when she was about to open the door again, I quickly grabbed her waist, glued my other hand on her back, and pushed her to the door, which automatically closed as a result of what I did.
"Archer, what are you doing?" Her eyes were filled with bewilderment as she murmured to me. While still looking at her lips, I licked my bottom lip. The rush in my veins intensifies, and all I want to do is close the gap between us, kiss her passionately, and touch her all over her body. I miss her, and she has no idea how badly I want to be this close to her again.
"Tell me to stop, tell me to forget everything about you, tell me to utterly let go of you..." Unlike my heart, which is racing, my voice is drowning in waves, and a tear trickled down my cheek as I spoke. I placed my brow o
August 25, 2016"Would you like to get the strawberry-flavored one as well?" Sierra asked me out of the blue, which made my brow furrow. But I noticed that her focus was no longer on the birds in front of us, and when I followed her eyes, I found an ice cream stand with a few lines. After a moment, she returned my gaze, as if she was waiting for my response.My lips twitched in trepidation as I returned my gaze to the ice cream stall. I'm not a fan of any kind of berry, but I also don't want to turn down Sierra's request. Sierra appears to be a fan of strawberries since every time the two of us go out, if she sees a strawberry or any meal with its flavor, she will buy it straight away. Even though she has never compelled me to eat what she likes, I have the impression that today is different. She asks me purposefully if I want strawberry ice cream, and I believ
I smiled, but as she tried to leave, I hugged her and leaned her on the shelf behind her, completely trapping her with my hands that were still wrapped around her waist."Archer!" She half-whispered and half-yelled at me, but I merely chuckled as my head lay on the side of her neck; she slapped my arms, but I never let go of her."I'll let you go only if you let me buy you that book." I compromised. She slapped my back, but when I sucked her earlobe, she moaned and buried her nails into my shoulders. I licked her neck, which increased her desire to get away from me, because she may have become hesitant after feeling the arousal of it."A-Archer, not here…" When she begged me to stop, her voice lowered and became more airy."Then, let me buy you that book," I whisp
September 04, 2016Sierra and I had a misunderstanding a few days ago, but I guess we're okay now because she approached me as if nothing had occurred, and we never talked about it again. When I tried to apologize to Sierra, she just nodded and changed the subject, so I didn't bring it up again and just let it go because I thought she didn't want to talk about it anymore. But I know she still feels bad about what I did, and even though I want to make it up to her, I just can't right now.I'm not ready to introduce her to my family yet, and I'm not sure if I ever will be. I'm sure I've told myself a million times that I'll do anything for Sierra, even if it means putting myself in jeopardy because of my father's decisions. But now that I think about it, I know that it's easy to say those things but it's difficult to make them a reality. I understand Sierra's des
I'm nervous right now for an unknown reason, perhaps because today is different. I've already met Sierra's aunt, but now is the first time I'll formally introduce myself to her. I try to avoid Jade whenever I visit their bakery, and she does the same too. I wasn't doing it because I disliked her, but because I could sense her facial expression of obvious disapproval of me being Sierra's boyfriend anytime she saw me in their bakery.I remembered Jade asking me if I was certain about my love for Sierra. I told her with an honest "yes," but her eyes remained skeptical. I understand her hesitation because she's thinking about my family background and is concerned that my parents will disgrace them or order them to stay away from me. But I lied to her and told her that my parents were supportive of Sierra and me; perhaps Jade didn't tell Sierra about this, which is why Sierra was upset to learn that my parents
September 16, 2021After speaking with me that day, the cops let me leave. They didn't charge me with Kinsey's death because there wasn't enough proof. After a few days, I gave up hunting for Sierra and probably lost hope of ever finding her again. Even though I felt it was too late, I only recently understood that Kinsey was correct—I shouldn't be wasting time on someone who has been silent for a long time. Sierra isn't dead, but that's exactly what she wants to happen in her name, so I will now give her what she wants.It has been six days since I stopped opening my gadgets and updating my podcast and other social media accounts. In an attempt to unload all of the luggage I was carrying, I cleaned the entire house and polished every part of it to erase the dirt from everything I dragged here. I let Bryon blame me for what happened to Kinsey. I didn't sa
September 22, 2016 I waited almost two weeks before reporting Robert's illegal activities to the police because I didn't want Sierra to know who reported it if I did it the same day I went to their house. I didn't introduce myself to the cops; instead, I dialed their number from a payphone. I told the cops that Robert was using drugs and abusing the women who were with him at home, and then I gave them the address of Sierra's house. The cops went to Sierra's residence late at night so Robert wouldn't notice that the police already knew what he's up to. I also went there secretly and watched from a distance, right when the police arrived; Robert was hurting Jade, which confirmed my report, many drugs were confiscated in their house, people got upset outside and couldn't believe Robert could do that because they thought this man was decent and kind
People in our school were continually staring at her whenever we came in together; she was no longer looked at for her beauty, but for what had happened in her life. She was bullied even more, but I defended her once as a reason for them to stop. The professors felt sorry for her and became even more protective of her; they adored her for being intelligent, sweet, and kind, so they were on her side. They made sure that no one will hurt or bully Sierra in the school anymore, if someone is caught doing so will get severely punished by the principal.When she abruptly came to a stop halfway through her classroom door, I nearly tripped on my own feet. "What? Did you leave something in the car? I'll go back for it." I said.Her visage was once again expressionless. Before she spoke, she sighed, "I'd like you to stop picking me up and driving me home from school. I w
When it was time for lunch, I went straight to Sierra's classroom to give her a snack. She thanked me and didn't say anything else; she was with Maevis and a couple of her friends were also finishing their work in the classroom, so I felt quite secure because she was telling the truth and she wasn't alone with the weirdo Maevis. I then went straight to the cafeteria to eat because I hadn't eaten breakfast and my stomach was growling.As soon as I came inside, I was struck by the unusual presence of people. I even overheard them talking about Sierra yelling at me earlier, and when they noticed me, they immediately stopped talking and avoided looking at me. While others, such as Dionne, continued to mock me. Instead of leaving, I kept walking toward the counter, as if they were all invisible to me."Gosh, I couldn't believe Archer would lower himself to the level
"Where are we going?!" When the light from the lamp post crossed his eyes, I noticed how dark and horrible they were. I attempted to yank Archer's hand away from me, but he became quite violent."You fucking lied to me! And if you can't love me back, I'm going to get rid of you instead " There was no other man, no stalker, and a man with a face mask. It was just Archer and me. But before that happened, I called Emmy to the Meadowoods Library before Archer ever got close to me. When I asked for help for the third time, I told her that I would go with her since there's someone who's threatening to kill me. Of course, she was concerned.I had the entire plan written down before Archer did. But it was never my intent to drag Amalia under her grave."Calm down, Archer; we can talk this through." He was practically twisting my hands and tried to shove me inside his car while I was in pain. But I needed to buy some time because Amalia hadn't arrived yet."Why should we talk
Everyone in Camden Town knows practically everyone else, including the famous Mayor and his family. As I already stated, I did a great deal of reading and pondering before heading to that location. As a person who grew up in a bizarre and aberrant environment, everything must have a reason, or else your existence will be meaningless. My intention to kill myself was pure when I drowned myself, but after I was awakened, I gradually wanted to restart my life because of Jade and Everson, but my flesh was telling me that living a simple life was never for me. I knew Everson was friends with Archer; while I was going around Camden, I would see them together, and there was a whisper in my ear instructing me to do what I wanted to do. And it was to get close to Archer Leviticus. When I thought about him, I told myself that I needed to see a psychiatrist again since everything about me isn't normal anymore. I want to be good, but I also want to be bad. I started hatin
"Thank God, you're awake!" Jade pulled me back to life when I thought I had sunk to numbness. It was a terrible heartache, and I felt like Jade smashed my dream. I was already so close to dying. I was so enraged by her but something unusual happened to me that day when I witnessed a single tear fall from Jade's eyes. It was as if something struck my heart; it was the first time in years that I thought someone truly cared about me. And the fact that she was a complete stranger made me appreciate her even more. Someone risked her life to save a piece of garbage like me while I was alone in the vastness of the water. That day, I couldn't decide whether to be glad that He had kept me alive or angry because I knew that once I was living, something awful would happen in my life again. But now I already know the answer. Being alive is cruel to me. I didn't deserve to have a second life. It took me a week to finally respond to Jade becau
"She left us." I placed my hand on Amalia's shoulder to stop her from walking. "Let's just face it." I told her once again, and when Amalia eventually stopped, I closed my eyes in relief. She turned to face me, her eyes and entire face scarlet from crying. She knelt on her knees and cried even more, panting for breath. "Let's just say she's in good hands now—" "You can't rest assured! Allison, she's just thirteen!" She yelled at me. I looked around and noticed others stopping to stare in astonishment at us. I knelt down, took her hand, and pulled her up, but she quickly swayed my hands away from her. "How can you be so calm? Our sister has gone missing!" She yelled at me again, looking at me in utter disbelief. It had been a year; one day we woke up, Luisa was gone. I knew it would happen soon because Luisa kept talking about asking for help and what may have occurred to us only if we had gone with our sisters. So, I had the feeling th
"I fucking despise myself!" Amalia sobbed and smacked her head. I took a nervous breath and bit my bottom lip before taking Amalia's hand in mine and embraced her. She sobbed, burying her head in my arms to avoid looking at our sisters, who were being taken by the cops. While Luisa was sitting on the ground hugging her knees avoiding looking at our sisters. I watched them from a distance, hiding behind trees, as they were perplexed and puzzled of what was happening, their eyes wandering around, attempting to find us everywhere while they sobbed. We didn't have a choice but to leave them or turn them over; we didn't have the money to feed them any longer, and we all knew that keeping our younger sisters in our care wouldn't get us anywhere. The proprietor of the previous motel we were in was starting to get suspicious of us, first, we were just a bunch of kids, and he was perplexed as to why we only stayed in a room with one bedroom, and he probably also
Carrie was right the entire time because as I grew older, I learned that mama was more than just the mother figure we all want. She wasn't ordinary; she was above and beyond everyone else. She was observant and had finesse, and she knew how to bend straight lines without getting caught. She knew everything about evil, and she also taught me everything. Like Allison, I took Carrie's advice to gain Mama's trust. It wasn't easy, as she had warned me. I didn't know where to begin since whenever I approached Mama, all I could feel was nervousness, and she was always mad and strict with me. Facing her was like facing Satan himself. And what's worse was I had forgotten that I had once been Allison, and I had simply forgotten how to be like her. Allison, as I recall, was a crybaby who was always afraid but yet did things she was afraid of anyhow. But, as time went by, I grew accustomed to lying and became a professional, just like my mother. I felt like I had inherit
"Why are you crying? You should be happy that mama didn't punish you," Carrie said as she rubbed Allison's shoulder, prompting Allison to glance up at her sister. Carrie was eighteen years old and could live on her own, but their "mama" would never allow her or any of them. Allison sniffed and brushed her tears away, but they still wouldn't stop falling. Her eyes suddenly fell on Carrie's bruises on her bare arms and legs; she had received them just weeks ago when she attempted to flee and seek help from authorities. She was their mama's most trusted child, not just because she was the oldest, but also because she was the best at lying, but now she was just another piece of trash that their mama hid under the basement. "I simply didn't like what I did to Nathalia and her mother," Allison said as she shook her head and sobbed again. Their mother always told them not to cry because it only makes people weak, but Allison was only seven years old and couldn't kee
"Mama, I think what we're doing is wrong." Allison muttered as she looked at her mother, who was putting on her earrings while checking herself in the mirror. Allison's heartbeat raced faster as her mother stopped what she was doin; she already knew her mother was going to chastise her, one of her mother's dislikes are them talking back at her or being against or questioning her actions. She embraced the doll that Nathalia gave her, because she finds comfort in it whenever she is afraid, which she is all the time. Dahlia's mother was dressed in a black long-sleeved dress, scarlet stilettos, and her hair was carefully done into a bun. Her lips were as red as blood, and she was really going for a stunning look since she was going out to dinner with Grace's wealthy friends. Dahlia would never say no to Grace's invitation to an expensive dinner. Dahlia has been acting as Grace's friend for two weeks now. She couldn't help but giggle inside her head at
"Oh my god, thank you so much! This is the finest gift I have ever received in my life! I really love it!" Exclaimed Dahlia, Susie's mother, as she gazed at the embroidered hoop of flowers Grace had made for her. "Oh my! My ears would be clapping," Grace sheepishly said as she shook hands in front of Dahlia, but on the inside, she was ecstatic that Dahlia liked it. "No, honestly, you are really wonderful at this," Dahlia said as she set the embroidery hoop on a vacant chair to her right. "Thank you so much; I learned to embroider from my mother," Grace said, looking at her mother beside her. Grace's mother, Merriam, teased her, saying, "Grace loves delivering her embroideries to her new neighbors, and you would probably know what she would give you when holiday comes. On top of that, she would really spend her day only doing this, no doubt since our house is extremely filled with her works." They all laughed. "Oh, come on!"