All Chapters of ECHOES OF TRUTH: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Get away! I asked, trying to escape, hitting his chest. He just chuckled. You're scared of me? Why should I be afraid of you? Why do you steal people's pencils? I don't think so. His smile grew. You are funny. “Well, you’re not,” I said bitterly. He leaned toward me, his minty breath caressing my nose and lips. I tried to push him back, but he remained motionless. Leave me alone, Logan. His eyes widened when I said his name. I immediately covered my mouth with my hand like a child who just accidentally let out a secret. Logan leaned back, smiling. "You know my name," he said triumphantly. "You've been asking about me, haven't you, Anaís?" No! Of course not! I just... happened to hear someone say it. You're lying. I'm not lying! I answered nervously. Without being able to stop it, I was already blushing rapidly. I looked away, embarrassed. One of his hands took my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes again. I swallowed hard, his thumb brushing my bottom lip, his

My sobs were the only sound that could be heard throughout the ceiling. I tried to control my tears, but they kept rolling down my face. Images of my little sister smiling and playing with me were breaking my heart. Logan held me tightly, as if he were trying to keep my pieces together. The pain was unbearable... I had never felt anything like this before. It was the first time I had allowed myself to feel the loss of my family, and it was devastating. I looked down, forcing the tears to fall straight into the air instead of rolling down my cheeks. Elise... her smile... How could she be gone? She was just a child... she couldn't have died; it had to be a nightmare. Elise... I whispered her name in a broken voice. I never thought saying her name would hurt me so much. Logan let go of me and turned me toward him. I was crying uncontrollably, but I kept my eyes on the ground. I felt so embarrassed. He held my face in both hands, his palms soft and cool against the damp skin of my

“Where's Flynn?” I asked, trying to stop her babbling. “Don't even mention his name. That bastard...” she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Oh well, Flynn was exposed. Apparently, he had gotten involved with Sana, Lyra's friend. How shameless. “Lyra!” someone shouted from a group of men. Lyra ran off, leaving me alone once again. It seemed that this was Lyra's hobby. I began to fiddle with my fingers nervously. What's taking Xander so long? I felt like someone was watching me. I glanced around, and my eyes met a pair of black eyes. My heart raced for no reason. It was a brown-haired boy; he was staring at me blatantly. He leaned against the wall, holding a plastic cup in his hand. It looked so familiar to me. Those eyes... I was getting nervous, but for some reason, I couldn't look away. A smile formed on his lips as he raised the glass to his lips and took a sip. I frowned in confusion. “Here you go.” Xander's voice made me look away from the young man. I took

Flashback……. It's very dark... Run! Can't. The metallic smell of blood invaded my nostrils. He's coming; you have to run. My hands touch the wall beside me to guide me, as there was no light of any kind. At the end of the hallway, I could see a large window, the moonlight seeping through the curtains, outlining the silhouette of a man. He... He was dressed all in black, his face covered in a kind of cloth that only allowed his mouth and eyes to be seen. His eyes... I can't see their color in this darkness. Anaís...- his voice sounded so calm, so soft, as if he were incapable of hurting anyone. I can’t move. He started to move towards me, and I could only watch him; my legs were not responding. As he came closer, the moonlight illuminated his body, allowing me to see the blood dripping from his hands, falling like a black liquid on the floor. Killer. Run….. He was getting closer and closer. His eyes... What color are your eyes? Are... I woke up with a start, breathi

Note Reading……. "I had to leave, but I'll be back :) You owe me something, remember? P.S. Next time, don't put your umbrella under the bed; it almost stabbed me. Logan." I couldn't help but smile. Logan is so weird; he acted like he didn't like me, but he was always everywhere. I wondered why he didn't talk to anyone else; something had definitely happened to him. But I couldn't help but feel special. Why did he only talk to me? I sighed and decided it was time to take a shower, even though it was freezing outside. Another cloudy day; I hadn't seen the sun in days. After grabbing my towel and soap, I headed to the showers. The warm water began to fall over me, relaxing me. I closed my eyes, and the first image that came to my mind was Logan’s face just inches away from mine. God, he had such beautiful eyes. I placed my hands on the cold wall, strands of my wet hair sticking to my cheeks and forehead. I finished my shower and proceeded to change into my uniform righ