And the thing is that we can’t even celebrate Sterling’s birthday again. It’s today.
Am I a morning person? Some days I am, and some days I am most definitely not. And today, I am not.
“I’m coming in.” I hear griffin’s voice as the door opened slowly.
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He enters the room with a tray of food and it smells lovely.
Wait, hold up. What is this man taking himself to be? My father?
“How did you sleep?” He asks as he walks towards me with the tray of food. He has changed and I think showered even. He’s wearing a white shirt and black men shorts. His hair looks really good this morning and I somehow see that he looks fairly handsome.
<“No, no, no. You don’t speak to me that way, Rosie.” He says and I feel my jaw tighten. Anger flows through my entire mind and the only thing I want to do right now is to hurt him real bad.“Don’t call me that.” I say and Jason laughs.“I can call you whatever I want to.” His voice is confident. ..............“No, the hell you can’t!” My voice booms through the entire house.It is pretty quiet now and the only sound that can be heard is the chirping of the birds.I hear Griffin curse something under his breath.Jason stands up slowly and closes his jacket. He smiles a very creepy smile and then snaps
“Don’t cry.” Griffin says softly. “I will take care of you, you would be alright.” He says as he pushes open the cabin door with his leg. It opens and reveals a house scene quite different from the bigger cabin.This one is more humble.And If I wasn’t in so much pain and agony right now, I would have cussed Griffin out for telling me not to cry.Does he know what a broken wrist feels like?..............Suddenly my mind goes to Sterling and when I broke his wrist.Wow, I was so wrong for that that it seems comical.This hurts like hell.“What are you smiling about?” Griffin as
“Good.” I say and Griffin stands up. He was actually sitting on a small wooden chair that I did not notice before.“I will get you some food. Stay here and do not do anything stupid or heroic. Heroes die around here.” He warns me and then he leaves the cabin................Where can I even go when my knee is aching with pain along with my wrist.I adjust my head as I look around this cabin. It looks aged but strong. It also has a very nostalgic smell that I can’t particularly name.There are no chandeliers and fancy silk curtains. It looks like a very typical cabin, unlike the other cabin across from here.I hear the door creak and I ask sharply. “Who’s there?”
“Apparently, I do.” He replies as he walks closer and closer to the big cabin. In no time, he reaches it and pushes the wooden door open with his legs.I just remain standing in the snow barefooted again as I watch him disappear into the structure..............“Rose?” I hear a distant voice but I pay no heed. I remain standing in the white substance that falls from the sky. My feet are terribly cold to the point of numbness as I watch the larger cabin.What am I doing?I don’t know. I am just standing here, watching the cabin.Why?I don’t know either, but what I do know is that I am not mentally okay. Could be why I could be hea
“Yeah, so we need to get out of here right now. But we can’t leave Sterling.” I say strongly.“Rose, my car is parked not far from here. Let’s go right now, we could come back for Sterling with the police. There’s an assassin literally in there!” She says.But I am not leaving Sterling..............“Oh no. Non huh.” She says shaking her head frustratingly.“What?” I ask her and she sighs tiredly.“You have that look.” Words seem to be coming out of her mouth but I just don’t understand what she’s trying to say.“What look?” I ask and she scoffs.“The loo
“Sterling, what about him?” I ask her hopefully and she shakes her head.“We just can’t leave him here.” I say and I can feel the strain in my voice. I feel like crying.“We have to, it’s just for a while. We will tell the police everything as soon as we are safe.” She extends her hand to me and I look at it as if it’s an alien.............“Rose.” She says my name and I look at her eyes. They look alarmed but yet trusting.I take it and she helps me stand. I then follow her as she begins to walk into the forest area. We are surrounded now by tall trees that I have maybe stood here for a decade or more.“Where are we going?” I ask
“We’re reaching the junction, slow down.” I say to Lizzie as I focus on the dirt path that is getting closer and closer to the actual road.She does not decrease the speed though, if anything, she steps on the gas and I feel the force of gravity pull me tightly to my seat.“Lizzie! Slow down or we are going to crash!” I yell when we are only seconds away from the main road...........As soon the tires reach the main road, Lizzie makes an insane turn on the wheel and I yell out of shock and fear.Everything else goes by in a blur, but at the same time like it’s all in slow motion, but as if everything is beyond reach also.The tires makes a screeching sound that is almost
And that’s when I hear it.The loud, strong bark that shakes my entire core.From one bark, follows series of other barks from the front porch of the house. There is obviously a dog chained there. And a very large one at that................“Back to the car, back to the car!” Lizzie literally runs past me.“Lizzie, wait up.” I run after her carefully. I am afraid that I could prick my feet on a rock and badly injure myself.She ignores me and runs straight to the car, she then opens it quickly and hops in. She closes the door with a small bang and I can’t help but view this whole scenario as humorous.I walk towards the car and open my side of th