ABBY{Day of the blood moon-Pt 2-Walls of Jericho}I woke up to Tiffany snoring quietly and breathing on my neck. She slept like a baby with her fists loosely clenched above her chest and her eyes flinching at every sound, so I stayed still to avoid waking her. Mr. Gordon offered that Trevor be the one to stay in my room, and he seemed overly excited about the proposal, but I declined. I couldn't say why I refused, but it had everything to do with the fact that I was anxious about the blood moon and more anxious about seeing my actual father. But even more terrified that I could speak to Blake with my mind. Blake said it meant that we had some kind of deep connection, and I felt it might be true because his voice in my mind sounded so natural. But I felt nothing when I saw Trevor yesterday. I thought I would be overcome with excitement when I saw him, but it was as if I weren't seeing anyone. Everything I felt for Trevor. At that moment, I couldn't feel anymore.Mr. Gordon entered th
ABBY{Saturday, a day after the blood moon}The silence was deafening. … ====°====…The FBI was waiting at the Lockwood signpost to arrest Mr. Gordon and the Chesterfields when we arrived. The rest of us went to a house on the outskirts of the town, where the sheriff's family and Jasmine were waiting for us.I was numb when I saw Jasmine. She ran towards us with a wide grin and squeezed Ashley and me in a bear hug, but we didn't smile back. We couldn't even fake it. There was nothing to smile about.Molly remained in the car, sobbing quietly and avoiding eye contact, while Jacob left with his pack.Trevor walked past me with a dour expression and dried up tears on his face. He avoided my gaze as we entered the sheriff's car and headed to Tiffany's house to break the news. The horrific image of Tiffany staring into my eyes in her last moments might never leave my mind. Before she gasped for air the last time, I saw the look on her face. And it haunted me. Me, her best friend's sister.
ABBY{Sunday, 2 days after the blood moon}… I had never felt more excited than I felt as Blake's hands trailed up my thigh and underneath my black dress. His breath was warm against my neck, his hands firm, and his eyes hungry. He wasn't lying about wanting too much from me. He wanted every inch of my body, every portion of my being. He wanted me. I felt every bit of it from the way his hands moved with so much certainty. With so much confidence. He wasn't confused about anything. He knew what he wanted. He wanted me.I asked him to make me forget everything. And that's exactly what he did. … ====°====…“Hey, you,” Blake said softly as he kissed my forehead. “You need to get back to the sheriff's house before he comes looking for you. It's getting dark.”“I don't want to go,” I muttered as I lay on his chest. “I want to stay here forever.”“I want to stay here forever with you,” he grinned. “But since the sheriff is your new dad. I think you should get home before he locks me up for
ABBY{Monday, 3 days after the blood moon}“You may ignore me. You may hide from me. But you won’t be able to avoid me. What chance do you stand against Kismet? I’m coming for you, Abby. We are bound to each other,” Anthony Gordon whispered as he appeared in my dream.I woke up with goosebumps over my body, and my heart was racing as I tried to catch my breath. Ashley and my mom were asleep beside me, so I tried to manage my breathing to avoid waking them. But the image of Anthony Gordon emerging from flames was too scary. So, I ran to the bathroom, washed my face, and threw up. I sniffled in between deep breaths as I attempted to compose myself. Seeing any of the Gordons was enough to ruin a person’s day. It ruined my day.… ====°====…I didn't see myself running through the forest in my dreams anymore. I didn't feel an unusual hunger or rage. I didn't feel superhuman strength. Nor did I have heightened senses. It appeared that I wasn't a werewolf anymore. That must be what they tra
ABBY{Monday, 3 days after the blood moon}“Anthony Gordon?” Blake asked. “How is that possible? He’s dead. He died in Jericho’s base when we set it on fire.”“He keeps appearing in my mind,” I said as I rubbed my temples. “He said we’re bound. And I can’t hide from him. He said he’s coming for me.”Blake paced the room with his hands on his waist. “Stay here, Abby,” he said as he put on his shirt and walked towards the front door. “I’ll be right back.”“Wait!” I yelled. “We’ve been stressing about Mr. Gordon, his brother, and Project Jericho every day since last week. Let’s just have one day to ourselves. Don’t go anywhere.”He stared at me for a while, contemplating what I said. “You're the one having these visions,” he said. “I need to go after Anthony Gordon before he comes after you.”“Don't worry about me,” I said. “I'm fine. Let's get back to the menu.”Blake stared at the front door for too long. It made me think he didn't want to go only because of Anthony Gordon. It was as i
ABBY{Monday, 3 days after the blood moon}Trevor’s face, which had frequently been emotionless since the blood moon finally showed some emotion as he stared at me. He showed remorse. “I’m sorry for blaming you for Tiffany’s death,” he said. “It was too much on me. But I know it wasn’t easy for you either. So, I’m sorry. Tiffany was my first love. Seeing you put a sword through her stomach just… it messed with my mind.”“Well, you were my first love,” I retorted. “And if seeing me stab her messed with your mind, imagine what it did to me, having to be continually reminded that I killed her. I don’t need your pity, nor do I need an apology from you, Trevor. Just leave me alone.”“I understand if you want to avoid speaking to me, and I’m sorry,” he said. “But there’s something really important I need to tell you.”“Well, there’s somewhere really important I need to go right now,” I said and turned to walk away.“It’s about Blake,” he said. “There’s something you need to know about Blak
ABBY{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}The sheriff’s wife and daughter were sitting by my bed when I opened my eyes. The sheriff was standing by the window. And the ray of light that entered through the curtain when he opened it was what woke me up.“Good morning, Abby,” his wife said as she handed me a glass of water.His daughter stared at me keenly as I took the glass and drank from it. “What’s happening?” I asked, feeling uneasy about how they stared at me. “I don't remember falling asleep. How did I even get here? Last I remember, I was on the stairs.”“Please give us a moment,” the sheriff said to his wife as he kissed her forehead. “Of course,” she smiled weakly and left the room with their daughter.“When I saw you,” the sheriff said. “You were above the ground and gasping for air. I was terrified… I didn’t know what to do... But when I held you and brought you down, you kept mentioning Anthony Gordon. So, I need to tell me what that was about.”I felt the sharp pain at
ABBY{Tuesday, 4 days after the blood moon}Blake left the school before the teachers could enter the cafeteria. The boys from the football team took Trevor to Lockwood General Hospital. And the sheriff came to the school to pick me up because Jasmine called him to say I was having a concussion. I wasn’t.“Did you see Anthony again?” The sheriff asked as I entered the front passenger seat of his car, and Jasmine got in the back.“Yes,” I said. “It was worse this time. I think he might be close to Lockwood. We need to do something about him.”“Xavier is at the station waiting for us,” the sheriff said. “But before we get there, what happened between Blake and Trevor? I heard Trevor was messed up pretty bad.”“Trevor claimed he knew something about Blake,” I sighed. “And Blake didn’t want me to hear about it. So, they got into a fight.”“I don’t understand how you don’t see Blake as a bad influence,” the sheriff scoffed. “I don’t understand how you don’t see him as a bad person in gener