“Bye Nan, love you!” I hugged her tightly, I rarely get to see her so saying goodbye has always been painful. She patted my back and called George to help drive me off to the nearest train station. Mom and Dad should be home by now. Tomorrow, my university life strikes a beginning. New friends, new environment and new experiences to go through. Normal people would be nervous for that beginning but I have other matters to worry about than things like making friends and getting judged. Jumping into the pickup truck, George started the engine and pulled out of the driveway. I stuck my hand out the window and waved, watching Nana wave back from the side-view mirror. I made a quick list of the things I need to prepare for tomorrow in my phone. A bag, files, notebooks; basic stationaries. After typing down the list, I locked my phone and put it away. “So, starting university life soon?” George asked me, both eyes still on th
“Have fun, sweetie!” I waved over my shoulder at my mom, as I got into the car. I slid the keys in the ignition and turned on the engine before pulling out of the driveway. Switching on the radio, I searched for a good music channel to listen to while I hummed under my breath. Was I nervous? Kind of. I mean, how different could it be to high school right? If you can’t read between the lines; I’m amusing myself―just so you know. Ed Sheeran’s “Perfect” filled my car and I stopped meddling with the radio and enjoyed the music while driving to the campus. I tried to refrain from thinking about things that might ruin my mood. I tried to keep my mind off Adam and off street-fighting. I’m sorry, you might think I was stupid for even giving the thought of street-fighting the time of the day but I honestly don’t have a death wish. I still need to win that stupid competition to ensure my loved ones&
The place was empty since it was still mid-day. It was a great contrast to the sight you see during sundown. People would be coming from every side of the area, surrounding the place and making it hell for claustrophobic people. Everything was pretty much on lock down except for the back door. I had to do a single round of the area to check every single entrance before I found one unchained. I knocked on it, before someone slid open the small rectangular space on the door. I slipped my ID inside. After a few seconds, it was slipped back to me and the door opened. A bald and buff guard was standing there, holding the door for me. I walked in without looking back. During normal circumstances, that’d be considered rude but this was the illegal world. Scrutinizing or staring at people is rude. They might take it as you trying to memorize how they look to pass it on to the police, which wouldn't end well for you. Oh wait, I just realized staring
I watched as the kids took turns sliding down the mini slide in the park and I watched as one kid hung off the monkey bars. My mind flashed to the day when I fell off a monkey bar when I tried going across. I fell flat on my face and my nose was so badly hurt that I almost fainted at the amount of blood pouring out of the wound. Little Cassandra thought that she chipped off her small button nose that day and freaked out. I remembered running to Bryant who freaked out even more than I did when he saw the blood on my nose. He scolded me while he rushed me to the clinic with me on his back. I cried and told him to close his piehole because my nose hurt. I smiled at the silliness; there was no connection between my ears listening to his nagging and my injured nose. I pulled my jacket’s hood up when a breeze hit me and sent a chill down my spine. The joyful squeals of the kids sliding down the slide and chasing each other continued to fill the
When I reached the house, it was already beginning to get dark outside since I had stopped to shop for some groceries. I’ve been eating takeout lately and I knew it was because Mom didn’t have anything to cook. So I decided to be a good daughter and get same things for the woman to humor herself with. Or you just want to consume something other than takeout. My conscience corrected me. I amused myself with the thought of me being that good of a daughter to my mom. I didn’t bother shout out that I’m home, they wouldn’t have heard me anyways. Their rooms were further back in the house while mine was closer to the door. I dropped the grocery bags in the kitchen, sorting them out into the cabinets before going up to my room and changing into more comfortable clothes. I put on a worn out shirt and a pair of shorts that stopped at my mid-thigh. I went to my parents’ room and there they were, laying on their bed,
The professor stood in front of 50 or so students. Her voice was surprisingly loud, louder than what her petite frame should have been able to project. She looked to be in her late 20s, her hair was straight and a fiery red and I found it hard to not imagine it as a curtain from how it swayed whenever she moved. It was very distracting and sort of hypnotizing. I was completely out of it today which was not very Casey-like. I snapped out of it when my phone started ringing. My heart beat crazily in my chest and panic filled me as I quickly scrambled my bag to search for my phone to shut it off. Thankfully, the professor pretended that nothing happened and let the disruption slip while she continued her lecture. I looked at the caller ID and saw Preston’s name. I sighed quietly and opened my phone to text him quickly. “Can’t talk now, call u later.” I put my phone on vibrate instead and turned it off to make sure there&r
“You’re losing your edge, Case.” Dom sneered at me. I turned on my heel, feeling my blood boil at the sound of the despicable man’s voice. Glaring daggers at the mocking smirk he had on, I felt the strong urge to slap it off his face. Dom straightened himself from previously leaning on a tree in a shadowed spot. My body screamed in objection when my muscles tensed up at the sight of trouble. I’ve used almost all of my energy on the fight I just got out of no longer than a few minutes ago. Nonetheless, when Dom had walked close enough for me to reach him, I made an attempt to land a hit on him and successfully landed one on his ribs after faking a straight punch to his face. He staggered backwards to put space between us before hunching over and groaning. This time, there was no guilt that followed. There wasn’t any bitter bile rising at the back of my throat, unlike when I kept on trying to land deathly blo
“Tell me what you know, I can’t help you otherwise.” I told Adam, trying to use my most reasonable voice. Adam’s eyes were glued to the wall above my head but he didn’t argue. I guess he had started to see sense. “When I was in the hospital, after you stepped out of my ward, Dom appeared.” I clutched the cushion and forced myself to listen even though I knew I wasn’t going to like how the story was going to end. “I was wary of him at first but he made it seem like we were the best of friends. It was difficult not to start warming up to him. I was lost and he was there, willing to be my lighthouse. He told me things, filled me in on the blank memories I have lost. He told me that my mom had been ill but she was recovering well until you came along.” When he came to that part of the story, he finally averted his eyes and looked at me. I saw a trace of hatred in them and willed myself t
The car had toppled over and had landed on its side. Casey was under me. I could feel the liquid that drenched my eyelids, preventing me from cracking my eyes open. I felt the pressure on my arm that laid under Casey's head to protect it from the jostling that happened as the car swerved and fell sideways. I couldn't feel my lower half either but from the movements that Casey made under me, I knew that I've successfully cocooned her.Through the blinding pain, I heard Casey's cries and screams over a faint hissing noise. Every movement she made that nudged any part of my body would flare a new set of pain that threatened to knock me out. But amidst the unbearable pain, I felt relief in my heart.My little sister was okay. She was alive. She was moving.That was all I needed.
I pulled up at the spot where I dropped Casey off earlier and got out of the car. I jogged to the front door where Casey stood, one of her friends hanging a few feet behind her with what looked like my sister's purse in her hands.I locked eyes with Casey and she started walking. I couldn't read her expression as she looked straight ahead and power walked towards me. I slowed down, ready to spread my arms to give her a hug, but she stepped past me and walked towards the car instead. I turned to look at her back as she continued walking before turning back to her friend, handing me Casey's stuff.Casey's friend gave me a look and shook her head, tipping me off on how bad it went. As I took Casey's bag from her and ran after my little sister who was already walking towards the car, I watched the drag in her steps, as if they were the heav
"Yeah, just drop by any time you feel like it, Bryant. I've got no plans tonight so I'll probably be home. I'll text you my address." General Reeves said through the phone."Thank you, General. I'll call you when I'm on my way there." I spoke into the phone before hanging up.It's been a few days since I last heard from Dom. If our fight the other day didn't happen, I wouldn't have thought much about his silence since we weren't the kind of friends who had to talk to each other every day to stay close but how we left things off the last time we met made me worried.I checked his social media account to see if he was active or had made any posts lately but found nothing that eased my worries. Maybe I was too hard on him..But wha
I shut the front door and locked it before taking off my shoes. Casey was laying sprawled on the living room couch in her pajamas, covered by a layer of blanket. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, head resting on a pillow propped up against the armrest and hands holding a spoon and an ice cream tub. The TV was playing one of the episodes of 'Salvation' on Netflix.When she heard me stroll into the living room, she raised her head and craned her neck to look at me. "You're home early," she commented, looking at the time displayed on her phone screen.It was only 6 p.m. so technically it was early. After staying for a few hours in the park, watching the sunset together, I told Maddy what I was planning and she understandingly agreed without any objections or complaints. I was lucky to have a supportive and understanding girlfriend.
I tilted my head up with my eyes closed, trying to just absorb the fresh air and let it cool my insides and help me relax.I opened my eyes and watched as the wind shook the branches of the tree we were sitting under. Fall was already here and winter was just right around the corner, approaching fast. The branches were already balding, giving it a bare look, making the tree seem almost naked without its green. The leaves that managed to stay on the branches had already turned colors, pulling different shades of orange, yellow and sometimes even a beautiful bright red. The sight made by the tree branches reaching out and creating a web right above us, mapping across the space between us and the sky, was entrancing, at least to me. I could never get enough of it.The sun was nowhere to be seen today, hidden behind some clouds. The air aro
"Leaving?" Casey asked me as she stirred her cereal and milk in a bowl for breakfast."Yeah, I'll be back by 10 p.m. tonight." I told her over the jiggle of my keys as I pocketed them. "Do you have any plans today?"Casey shook her head, "Get home as late as you'd like, I'm not a kid, I'll be alright. I'll just be chilling inside, binge watching netflix and enjoying my ice cream."I didn't want to argue with her about going home later. It was more for my peace of mind than anything else. For the past year, I've tried very hard to never let Casey be alone. Especially in an empty house late at night. Of course she didn't understand where my worries and anxiety was coming from but that's alright. I'll do the worrying and being the anxious one, she can live in blissful ignorance that comes
"You haven't forgotten what day tomorrow is, right?" Casey asked me while she dumped her things on the foot of her bed.I plopped on my bed beside hers and rubbed my eyes tiredly. I hummed in response to her question, laying my arm over my eyes to block the light streaming in through the window by my bed.When she didn't continue speaking, I raised my arm slightly and took a peek at her.Casey stood over me, staring me down with her hands propped on her hips."You totally forgot what tomorrow is, didn't you?" She asked again.I grunted in annoyance, prompting her to stop speaking in circles and just get to the point.I felt a slap l
I rang the doorbell and waited for a few minutes for Dom to answer it and let me in.I had the urge to look around to check if anyone was watching me while I was waiting but I didn't want to tip off the people watching if there were any. I didn't want to give them further reason to suspect that I was hiding something.Because I was, and they're not supposed to know that.It was a Saturday afternoon and it was way too shiny than I'd like it to be. The sun was beating down my back and it was starting to get uncomfortable, so I knocked on the door to rush Dom."Coming! Hold your bloody horses!" Dom cursed from behind the door as the door jiggled and swung open. Dom stepped aside once he saw it was me and let me in. "You're here."
We stepped into the restaurant and told them we had made a reservation under Johnson.A waiter led us to a table where a man in a collared shirt sat, talking into his phone.When he saw us approaching, he waved and said a few words into the phone before hanging up and stashing the device away, smiling widely at my parents."I thought you stood me up!" He joked, standing from his seat to warmly greet my parents with hugs.Dad slightly turned his body to let the man see Casey and I clearly."This is Bryant, my oldest." I smiled as Dad made the introductions, stepping forward and offering my hand.He took my hand and shook it firmly. H