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ABIGEALMY EYES flew open and met Blaine's startled ones. “Were those for us?” I whispered. “I'm not sure.” He said back as he passed me my shirt. I quickly pulled it over my head and carefully maneuvered my way back to the passenger seat while still keeping my head down. I didn't hear any footsteps coming towards us so I raised my head a little to see through the windscreen.It was fully dark out now and the place had lit lamp lights all around the building so it was flooded with lights. We were still protected by the darkness because they didn't extend this far, but we could see everything going on there.There was a boy standing in front of the security guards, and even from here I could see how badly he was shaking. One of the guards’ guns was still smoking as he lowered his hand. He held up the package in his other hand and said something to the boy.“He must have fired to intimidate the messenger,” Blaine murmured. I looked over and saw that he was fully dressed again and in
ABIGEALFRIDAY ROLLED around pretty quickly. The atmosphere in the house was one of tense anticipation. Even Katnissa was distracted, spending her time down in the basement or out of the house. Blaine was still doing his best to avoid me, and even though it was a little irritating, it was probably for the best. So I let him do his thing. So far only Jordan noticed that was something off between Blaine and I but he held off on commenting about it. I wondered what Blaine would tell him if he asked.The sun started to set, signaling that it was time to get moving. I finished sheathing all the weapons I could possibly carry and grabbed my duffel bag on the way out. I met Katnissa in the living area, wearing her accessorized boots. We gave each other the onceover and she smirked. “Someone's prepared to go to war.” I shrugged. “There's no such thing as being too prepared.”“Amen to that.”Jordan came out with Blaine behind him. They were both dressed in black, tight-fitting clothes. “W
ABIGEALYOU COULD cut through the tension in the room with a butter knife. Every second that ticked by was punctuated by a roll of sweat down Steven's face and into the collar of his white shirt. He also knew that every second ticking by was taking time off his brother's life; I couldn't imagine the stress he was under.Finally he pivoted and left the banister. I thought he had left until I saw him appear on the ground floor, moving towards us with a determination that had me warily raising my weapon and aiming it at him. He shot me a disdainful look. “Relax. It's not like I could try something and it won't end up in a bloodbath.”He took a pen out of his jacket pocket and scribbled something on the document before handing it over to Jordan. Jordan took it, looked down at it and frowned. I looked over and realized he hadn't signed the document but had instead doodled a hand with the middle finger held up.Before any of us could react, Steven yelled. “Marcus. Now.”I whipped my head
ABIGEALI COULD hear the voices, but not the words. I was lost, floating in the dark, the ringing sound my only companion. The voices were muffled and I couldn't make out what they were saying. Frankly, I didn't care. It was peaceful in this dark space and I could move at will. Except for that annoying ringing. Where was it coming from?I followed the sound, spotting a small dot of light in the distance. Perhaps I could reach it and turn it off, then just stay here and sink into the peace. But the closer I got to the light, the bigger and brighter it got until the light swallowed me whole. The peaceful darkness disappeared and I was bombarded with images and emotions.The heat.The panic.The flames I could never get away from.Zeke!Someone was shaking me repeatedly. I tried to free myself. I needed to run, needed to go before the flames consumed me. “Abigeal!”My eyes flew open and I took in huge gasping breaths as I stared into blue eyes. I gripped his arms and held on. “I nee
ABIGEALTHE BRIGHT shaft of sunlight pierced through my closed lids. I let out a groan and rolled over, pressing my face into a pillow and back into darkness. I hadn't been able to fall asleep until four this morning and it had been going surprisingly well for a change.Until I got attacked by the sun.“I thought you were supposed to be some sort of trained soldier. The soldiers I know don't sleep in this late.” A voice I didn't recognise scolded me. I slowly lifted my head and looked in the direction of a voice. There was a woman standing beside the curtains, one hand still on the blinds and the other on her hip glaring at me with a look of heavy judgement.I was being judged by a Latina housekeeper.The day hadn't started and it was already strange.“You know many soldiers?” I asked as I rolled over. She gave a shrug. “I know enough.”“Then you know they don't sleep through the night, so I suggest you stop looking at me like that and get back to whatever it is you do.” I said in
ABIGEAL“I'D LIKE to know what you think the reason why she's so fixated on me is, but you don't have to say anything if you don't want to. It's not my business.” I said in response.“You keep saying that.” He sighed. “I’ve never told this to an outsider, but oh well.” Deep breath. “Melanie and I dated…sort of.”I turned to look at him. “I'm shocked to the bone," I said sarcastically.He threw a pillow at me. I let it hit me in the face and drop. “Fine, yes, you might have gotten that impression. But what you didn't know is that it was all a lie she and Jordan made up.”That took a turn I wasn't expecting. “How so?”“I can't give you the details of what happened, but something happened and I lost my memory and was in a coma. Melanie was constantly talking to me during that period and her voice brought me back, but I didn't know who she was and...”“Since she was the constant one there, you assumed.” I finished for him.“Yeah, exactly. My mental state was very fragile then and they d
ABIGEALWHEN WE boarded the jet for the return flight to Brooklyn, the staff lined up at the entrance to greet us. I caught someone staring at me and realized she was the same person who had walked in when the motion of the plane had made me fall into Blaine's lap. She had the same little smirk on her face as the last time and when I'd walked past her, I turned to look at Blaine. From the way he was trying hard not to smile, I knew he had caught the look. “I told you so,” I hissed.“For someone who doesn't care about a lot of things, you're thinking too much. I told you to let it go.” He said back.“What are you two whispering about?” Jordan asked without looking back at us. Blaine looked at me and I saw the intent in his eyes. “Don't you dare.” I warned with gritted teeth.He kept looking at me as he raised his voice. “Nothing, really. Abigeal here is just a little paranoid about a small matter.” He smiled at me.I was going to kill him.“Abigeal? Paranoid?” Melanie arched her b
ABIGEALWHEN THE car service finally got to Blaine's house, we found everyone assembled outside to greet him. They immediately swarmed when he got out of the car, leaving me and the chauffeur to offload the baggage. I started to carry them inside when I felt something grab my leg and looked downwards to see Eleanora smiling at me with all of her two teeth. “Hiii” she babbled, then giggled like she had just said the funniest thing.“Hi, kid.” I said in response, looking at her expectantly. She just continued to giggle so I tried gently prying her arms off my leg. They wouldn't budge. For baby's arms, they were quite strong.Seeing no other alternative, I started to walk into the house carrying luggage with her still attached to my leg. She squealed loudly and I looked at her again in worry, unable to tell whether it was a sound of pain or joy. When I lifted the leg she was holding a took a step, she squealed again.Oh. Okay.“Nora, get off her.” Dolores reprimanded, coming over to
ABIGEALI TIGHTENED my grip on my fork for the umpteenth time and let myself relish the thought of stabbing Heather Green to death with it. As her high laugh floated to my ears again, I imagined her blood splashed across my face and the look of shock that would be evident in her eyes just before they film over in death.Why such violent thoughts, you may ask?“Oh my God, do you remember.” Giggle. “Do you remember that time in seventh grade when Andrew” Giggle. “Andrew with the surname that's had to pronounce? That Andrew? When he put that whoopee cushion on Mr. Davies’ seat and he sat on it and got so embarrassed that he actually peed himself?”Blaine's aunts seemed to have done a good job of raising their kids, as the children exchanged horrified glances when she said that. “That's horrible. Why would he do that to a teacher?” Juan asked?Under Gabriela's disapproving stare, Heather immediately sobered up. “The question you should be asking is why would anyone do that to anyone,
ABIGEALAT THE end of the workday, Blaine and I stood facing each other with our eyes narrowed. The silence was all-encompassing and tension hung thick in the air. “Ready?” He asked.I scoffed. “I was born ready.”“Let's go, then.”We raised our right fists at the same time, then smacked them onto our open left palms three times. “Rock, paper, scissors, shoot.” Blaine presented a rock. I looked at my scissors and sighed.“I win.” He smirked.I wasn't going to concede defeat that easily. “Best of three?”“Just let me enjoy my win, girl.” He shook his head with a smile.“Alright. Wonder what would happen when people find out you were afraid of losing to a woman.” I said casually, folding my arms.He laughed. “I'm not afraid of losing to a woman if she beat me fair and square, but fine, we'll do it your way.”We played two more times and I held back a groan while he smirked triumphantly, holding out his hand. “It appears I win again.”“I'm just having an off day.” I replied as I droppe
ABIGEAL“WON’T YOU come give your old mother a kiss?” The woman said. Jordan merely looked at her. “You didn’t have to come here. I could have booked you a hotel room.” He said. She laughed like the idea was absurd. “Book me a hotel room? When my son has a big ass house in the city?”Her eyes left Jordan and landed on Jasmine who had stopped grinning. “I don’t appreciate being dragged all the way here because of you, young lady. The next time you decide to evade the bodyguards and bribe your way through an airport, I won’t be there to do damage control.” She reprimanded coolly.Jasmine lifted her chin. “I asked if we could come see Jordan, you said no. I asked if I could come see Jordan, you said no. What else did you want me to do?’Jordan turned cool eyes to his mother. “She asked to see me and you declined? What were the terms of our agreement?” She rolled hers. “Yes, believe everything she says, because mummy is the only one capable of telling lies because she’s so bad.”“Um.”
ABIGEALI STARED straight ahead as Blaine drove in the direction of the headquarters, arms folded and staying silent. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught him throwing me glances until he finally sighed. “Abigeal, I can hear your angst from all the way over there. Spit it out.”I turned towards the window and debated staying stubbornly silent or speaking. “Nothing.” I said eventually. “No, nope. We're not doing this.” He replied instantly. “There's clearly something on your mind. I want to know what it is.”I cast my eyes to the roof of the car. I was reluctant to speak because I'd be tempted to murder him if I told him and he laughed at me. “Okay. You fired me last night for saying things how they were- and you can't say I was wrong- yet this morning, Anna sweet talked you through it and now you're taking me back to work without an apology or a reinstatement or anything. Looks like an abuse of power from where I'm standing.” I said on one long breath.“Abigeal.” Blaine said my na
ABIGEALTHE FIRST thing I noticed was the pounding headache. The next thing I noticed was the presence of something or someone else in my bed. I rolled out of the sheets, slipping a hand under my pillow to grab the dagger I always kept there, but my hand came up empty.“Looking for this?” I whipped my head up at the familiar voice, feeling my eyes widen in shock when Blaine Daniels dangled my dagger in the air with his eyes still closed. “Yeah, I thought you might. I didn't particularly feel like getting stabbed, so I took it.” He threw it in my direction and I caught it by the hilt. “You can have it back now.” He turned on his side and fell silent.But I wasn't done with him yet. “What are you doing here? And why the fuck are you in my bed?”He let out a long sigh. “It appears that I have just won a bet against myself. Or lost one, depending on your point of view.”“Answer the question before I do something we won't be able to come back from.” I threatened, keeping my grip on the
ABIGEALI SNUGGLED closer to the warmth near me wrapping my arms around it. It was solid but somehow felt like it was made for me, and I let out a contented sigh. This was the stuff dreams were supposed to be made of.Dreams.Was I dreaming?The warm cottony feeling I was wrapped in certainly felt like a dream, but the constant motion did not. I frowned as the back and forth rocking pulled me further and further out of my dream state until I blinked and opened my eyes.I slowly came to realize I was going up a flight of stairs, but my legs weren't the ones moving. My legs were suspended in the air with the rest of my body. I blinked in confusion and slowly turned to look up at the person carrying me.I should be alarmed, but because of the warm fuzzy feeling, all I could conjure was a mild concern. “Oh no, am I getting kidnapped?” I yawned.My…kidnapper?...snorted. “There's not much I could do with you.” His voice sounded oddly familiar.I frowned. “I take offence to that. There's a l
ABIGEALI WALKED out of the bathroom and back to the bar. Michael and Anna were watching me warily as I went straight for my unfinished drink and gulped it down. “Next bar. Now.” I said. Anna didn't argue this time. We collected our things and left the bar. The cool night air hit my face as we walked outside. I turned to my right as we made our way back to Michael's car and locked eyes with Blaine who was about to get into his own car. I stopped walking as I stared at him. He still looked angry and after a final shake of his head, got into his car and drove away.I got into Michael's car and slammed the door. Michael met my eyes in the mirror. “Um. I can take you home if you're not feeling up to a night out anymore.” He said tentatively. “No. Tonight isn't about me. Where's the next bar?” I answered, the last part directed at Anna? She pulled out her phone and gave Michael the address.This bar was not that different from the first. The only big addition were the two poles in the
ABIGEALI'VE SEEN Blaine angry before. I've heard him yell, watched those eyes darken till they were almost black. But nothing could have prepared me for the way he looked at me now. Like the only thing keeping him from strangling the life out of me was the distance between us.I wanted to walk up to him. I wanted to explain that it wasn't what it seemed. But Jordan's terms kept ringing in my head. Going near him would violate the terms and the deal would be off.So instead, I forced myself to look away and finish the rest of my drink. “Where's the next bar?” I asked Anna. “What? We just got here.” She protested. “And you're not drunk yet.”“I don't have to get drunk at the very first bar, Annalise.” I responded. “Can we just stay a little longer? The music's fire.” She pouted. In response, I just sighed and ordered a cocktail.“Don't you think you're going too fast? Maybe slow down on the alcohol a bit.” Michael said, laying his fingers on my hand. “Make that a virgin mojito, plea
ABIGEALMY NAME was called and I turned, hoping nothing of what I was feeling showed on my face. “Pasta. I'll have the pasta.” I said without looking at the menu, even though my appetite was gone. The server smiled patiently. “You need to pick a kind of pasta, ma'am, unless you want them all.”I glanced at the menu again but my eyes saw nothing. I vaguely remembered Anna saying something about “Fettucine chicken alfredo.” I said it and the server noted it down and went away.I found both Michael and Anna giving me concerned looks. “That's the second time you've spaced out. Are you okay? Do we need to leave and reschedule?” He asked, worried eyes moving over my face.“I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude. I feel fine, maybe a little distracted.” I tried to smile, then decided against it.“Are you sure?” Anna asked. I looked over at her. “Yeah, I am. Let's enjoy the rest of our evening, shall we?”Anna smiled at me and picked up where she left off on a topic. Apparently Michael had ask