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Authors: Sarah Elizabeth
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it’s usually like here, in daylight or at night.
Every minute or so he’s been glancing all around him, making sure he’s not being followed. Luckily for me, I seem to be quite good at taking cover. A few times I’ve found myself having to either step inside an alleyway, or into someone’s courtyard to keep out from his view.
My hearts beating fast , and my nerves are almost shot to pieces at what I’m doing. My mom would be having a serious breakdown if she could see me now. I know how dangerous the streets are late at night and so I should know better. She would ground me for sure, most probably for life, if she was still here.
I need answers. That’s why I’m doing this. In the back of my mind, I’m wondering if Harry is the guy, or one of the guys who set Brandon up. Maybe I should turn back arou nd and call the cops, tell them where to find him and what’s been going on, but then, I promised Neil and Ryan I wouldn’t and that we would figure this out together.
Harry veers off to the left, and when I get to the place that I last saw him a few moments ago, I hear voices from the other end of a pathway. Walking down the narrow path and towards the voices, I’m being careful not to make even the tiniest of sounds. If he were to see me, it would blow this whole thing and I may never learn the truth.
Closing my eyes for a split second and taking a deep breath, I ste p forward until I reach a tall gate, which is a little higher than I am. The voices are right on the other side, and I can only just about make out what they’re saying.
“ I said that you need to stay the hell away for a while.” Harry. That was Harry, I’d recognize his voice anywhere.
“I tried to stay away, I did … but it’s not fucking easy, Zach!”
What the fuck?
The adrenaline in my body has just pumped up to its absolute maximum, and before I have a chance to think about my actions, I’ve already pushed open the gate and I’m standing on the other side, with two pairs of wide eyes staring directly at me. One of the sets being a sparkling blue pair for which I know only too well. I don’t know who’s more shocked, them, or me. I was not expecting this. At all.
“Alexis?”
His voice is full of surprise and his eyes are wider than I’ve ever seen them before. I’m guessing he wasn’t expecting to see me here either.
My body begins to shake, but I’m not sure whether it’s from anger , or because I’d chosen to ignore the warning signs. I ignored the truth when it had previously been spoken, just so I wouldn’t be hurting, just so I wouldn’t be hurting the way I am right now.
Standing forward and reaching out to me, the only reaction I can manage is to l ift my hand up when he gets close enough and within my reach, and slap him hard across his left cheek. The sound of my hand connecting with his face, and from the way my hand is stinging, tells me it must have hurt him, even if just a little bit.
He closes his eyes almost immediately and lifts his hand to his face, his mouth turning into a frown as he just stands there in silence. The other guy glances between the two of us, with his mouth hanging wide open.
“You told me she was a feisty one bro but shit!” Harry, or Zach, whatever his freaking name is laughs out, only stopping when I land my narrowed gaze over on him.
“Is it true?” I ask, my voice quiet, with my attention turning back to the first person my eyes landed on when I walked through here. I know I wanted the answers, but now I’m scared of what the truth might hold. What if everything was a lie? How would I even deal with that?
“Is it true that my mom was working on your case?” I ask again, but this time my tone is more demanding.
Tears are brimming in my eyes as I await his answer, and my hands are shaking uncontrolla bly as he turns to face me. When his eyes meet with mine, I see the sadness and what looks to be regret bleeding into them.
Fuck.
Shaking my head and not wanting to
Every minute or so he’s been glancing all around him, making sure he’s not being followed. Luckily for me, I seem to be quite good at taking cover. A few times I’ve found myself having to either step inside an alleyway, or into someone’s courtyard to keep out from his view.
My hearts beating fast , and my nerves are almost shot to pieces at what I’m doing. My mom would be having a serious breakdown if she could see me now. I know how dangerous the streets are late at night and so I should know better. She would ground me for sure, most probably for life, if she was still here.
I need answers. That’s why I’m doing this. In the back of my mind, I’m wondering if Harry is the guy, or one of the guys who set Brandon up. Maybe I should turn back arou nd and call the cops, tell them where to find him and what’s been going on, but then, I promised Neil and Ryan I wouldn’t and that we would figure this out together.
Harry veers off to the left, and when I get to the place that I last saw him a few moments ago, I hear voices from the other end of a pathway. Walking down the narrow path and towards the voices, I’m being careful not to make even the tiniest of sounds. If he were to see me, it would blow this whole thing and I may never learn the truth.
Closing my eyes for a split second and taking a deep breath, I ste p forward until I reach a tall gate, which is a little higher than I am. The voices are right on the other side, and I can only just about make out what they’re saying.
“ I said that you need to stay the hell away for a while.” Harry. That was Harry, I’d recognize his voice anywhere.
“I tried to stay away, I did … but it’s not fucking easy, Zach!”
What the fuck?
The adrenaline in my body has just pumped up to its absolute maximum, and before I have a chance to think about my actions, I’ve already pushed open the gate and I’m standing on the other side, with two pairs of wide eyes staring directly at me. One of the sets being a sparkling blue pair for which I know only too well. I don’t know who’s more shocked, them, or me. I was not expecting this. At all.
“Alexis?”
His voice is full of surprise and his eyes are wider than I’ve ever seen them before. I’m guessing he wasn’t expecting to see me here either.
My body begins to shake, but I’m not sure whether it’s from anger , or because I’d chosen to ignore the warning signs. I ignored the truth when it had previously been spoken, just so I wouldn’t be hurting, just so I wouldn’t be hurting the way I am right now.
Standing forward and reaching out to me, the only reaction I can manage is to l ift my hand up when he gets close enough and within my reach, and slap him hard across his left cheek. The sound of my hand connecting with his face, and from the way my hand is stinging, tells me it must have hurt him, even if just a little bit.
He closes his eyes almost immediately and lifts his hand to his face, his mouth turning into a frown as he just stands there in silence. The other guy glances between the two of us, with his mouth hanging wide open.
“You told me she was a feisty one bro but shit!” Harry, or Zach, whatever his freaking name is laughs out, only stopping when I land my narrowed gaze over on him.
“Is it true?” I ask, my voice quiet, with my attention turning back to the first person my eyes landed on when I walked through here. I know I wanted the answers, but now I’m scared of what the truth might hold. What if everything was a lie? How would I even deal with that?
“Is it true that my mom was working on your case?” I ask again, but this time my tone is more demanding.
Tears are brimming in my eyes as I await his answer, and my hands are shaking uncontrolla bly as he turns to face me. When his eyes meet with mine, I see the sadness and what looks to be regret bleeding into them.
Fuck.
Shaking my head and not wanting to
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