All Chapters of Chasing Liberty : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

I feel the dirt coating my lips, as my head is shoved into the ground. My ponytail now resembling some kind of bird nest. Decorated with leaves, sticks and god knows what else. I close my eyes, attempting to protect them. My head aches, as the pressure builds. His arm pushing down on the back of my neck. I wiggle and struggle under his hold. Thrashing around like a fish out of water. As I struggle all I can think about, is that man struggling as I strangled him. Stray tears fall down my check. As I bite my cheek trying to divert the pain. I try to get free, but it’s no use. I begin to pant, as I struggle to breath. Having my head buried in the dirt restricted the air flow enough as it was. As I gulped, needing more air as I cried. Dust rushed into my lungs, causing me to cough.A hand was out stretched to me, and I was pulled to my feet by my partner. He gives me a small smile, which could only be described as pity. No one had bothered to try and teach me any tactics. It had been ove

I sat down across from Vivian, watching her face twitch with anger. She was going to kill me I knew it, or worse send me back. I still couldn’t defend myself, and lord knows I had no control over any of my powers. I fidget with my fingers as I bite at my nails, my leg shaking. The pent-up energy from my nerves playing havoc. Sitting beside me was my match, who I now knew as Justen. He seemed pretty unaffected by the whole situation. Frankly he looked a little pleased. He gently grabbed my hand and run his thumb over it, in small circular motions. I could feel the sparks, shooting up my arm from his touch. I tried my best to ignore them. Having no clue, why it felt like that. I looked around the room trying to avoid eye contact with everyone.“Can you stop looking so damn smug Justen, this isn’t a joke” Vivian said firmly“I have never once saw any of this as a joke, you know that. Maybe if you listened to me none of this would have happened. You shut her out without any real explanati

I sat across from Justen at the local café. We talked as I watched the people around me go about their lives. This was nice, it was the first time I had had any time to just be in a while. Since the Shadow possibility, everything we did was consumed with the impeding war. Justen sat across from me, chatting away about this and that. Slipping in a few we statements here and there. Which was sweet, I could tell he was trying his best to keep the conversation light. His eyes scanned my face, looking for clues to how I was feeling. He had kept his word and turned off his ability to read my feelings. I smiled as I thought about how grateful I was to have him. The bond continued to nag at us both, to finalise the bond. Which both of us knew nothing about. Vivian thought it wise to keep clear of that until after the war. Despite the constant pull of the bond, it was nice to have a friend. Which was what he had become. I knew I could count on him, and I knew he was here for me when I needed

The past week had been a blur, everyone had differing opinions of what to do. My mind however, was made up. I needed to go back home. We had no idea what was happening there, and we need to know. Being in the dark, only gave us a disadvantage. I felt guilty that I had stayed her so long. I know it was necessary for me to heal and to train. I just felt like things shouldn’t have taken this long. In Justen’s eyes I wasn’t ready to leave. Although I had a hunch in his eyes, I never would be ready. He was worried I knew that. Frankly so was I. He was scared of the unknown, I however was scared of what I knew reality there was like. But I had to face my demons.Vivian insisted on picking an outfit, which I allowed. She was a lot more experienced in this field then I was. I would be a fool not to take her advice. The outfit was simple, nothing that would draw attention. The pants were lined with pockets, in each one was a small pocket knife. Vivian had been pretty tight lipped about the tra

I sat in the library staring at all the old books, trying to find a map. A map that would tell me about Lameron. Most importantly where it was exactly. I knew nothing about it. Some elders in town might have known, but I couldn’t be asking questions like that. So far, I hadn’t found a thing. I was coming up so empty handed I was beginning the think the queen might have played me for a fool. Vivian said all she knew was that Lameron’s demise was new history it hadn’t happened that long ago. The library was a dead end, it had zero information to help me. I was going to have to think of a different strategy to find the information.Trying to find out information was becoming increasingly tiring. I could feel my powers draining slowly the longer I stayed away from the bond. Not to mention the fact I haven’t trained, so I felt weak. I wasn’t sure how well I would be able to defend myself honestly. But I couldn’t leave yet. I had a little more work to do. I just wanted to get home, sneakin