All Chapters of Bound by vengeance: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DAVINAThe square was deserted. Not even the sound of a breeze dared to break the silence. The yellowish lights of the streetlamps cast long, restless shadows, distorting the outline of the benches and sparse trees. My heart beat like a muffled storm. I looked at him with hatred. Ghost. That nickname came to mind as naturally as the contempt I felt. If Gutemberg had disappeared with my sister, then now I would disappear with his peace.I crouched down, clutching the shard of glass I'd found on the ground earlier. Just one blow to the rearview mirror... that's all, I kept repeating in my head. The thought of destroying something of his ignited a dark rage that I tried to control.But before I could act, I heard the familiar sound of a car door opening. It descended slowly, as if waiting for something. His silhouette stood out against the streetlamp, tall and calm. He always seemed to be in control, always one step ahead, as if I were the rebellious girl he could ignore. This irritated m

DAVINA'' What are you watching? ''I asked, sitting down next to him. He gave me a sideways glance and pushed the bowl of popcorn onto my lap. I grabbed a handful and shoveled it into my mouth.'' Quiet, this is the best part.''I rolled my eyes, identifying the grotesque movie by the scene.The movie had barely started, and I could already feel the tension in the air. Halloween, a classic that Timmy loved, was playing on the TV in front of me. I pretended to be completely calm, but the truth was that horror movies always made me nervous, especially the ones he loved. The high''pitched sounds, the tense soundtrack... my stomach churned.Sitting next to him on the sofa, I pulled the blanket over me, trying to hide my discomfort. He was so focused that he barely blinked.'' You really love this thing, don't you?" I muttered, giving a smile to lighten the mood.He gave a crooked smile without taking his eyes off

 TIMMYLeaving her behind made me angry. I should have stayed, made up an excuse that would convince Midnight and cause the rest of the guys to empathize, and stayed. But no, I had to take the call and abandon her warm, soft body. Davina is stubborn, hard-headed and full of ideas of revenge. And me, well... I'm a coward for trying to protect her from afar. But I know that this dirty side of life will only destroy her, and I can't allow that.Now, here I am, in the old plastic shed, waiting to hear Aaron's plan. Part of me wants to pick a fight with someone and get sent home, just to finish what I started with her, instead of getting stuck deeper and deeper in this hole with these guys. The smell of rust and mildew surrounds me as my footsteps echo on the crumbling floor. In the dark, I can barely see the shadows of the others, but I recognize the sound of heavy boots. Gutemberg.''T

DAVINAMy throat tightened, and the world around me seemed to crumble once again.The classroom seemed more suffocating than ever. Every second seemed to drag by, but my mind was elsewhere. I tried to concentrate on the muffled sound of the rain outside, but all I could do was go back to the problems at home. My father, the debts, Timmy. It was a weight that seemed to pull me under. Our family already owed money to Gutemberg, did my father really need to dig deeper and make new problems?''Davina! ''Tom's firm voice cut through my thoughts.I looked up and stared at him, not hiding my annoyance. He looked at me as if I were a personal challenge that he was determined to overcome.''Are you here, or do you prefer to keep wandering around in your own head?''I felt the whole room

GUTEMBERGMy apartment was too quiet. The only thing that broke the silence was the sound of the city lights coming through the windows, illuminating the white marble and the perfect lines of the kitchen. It was the kind of place that should make someone feel on top of the world. To me, lately, it just seemed empty. My sister wasn't there. Again. Her room was dark when I passed by, and something told me that she had gone to our parents' house. This bothered me more than I wanted to admit. Not that I could blame her, they can be persuasive when they want to be.''Are you going to tell me what the hell that was all about last night, or am I going to have to get the truth out of you? '' Vincent's voice broke through my thoughts.He was leaning against the bench, with that casual air he always carried, but his eyes... His blue eyes were dark, almost gray