“What would you do, if someone who appears dangerous is after you?” she blurted out. He turned to look at her while sitting down on a tree branch. He furrowed his eyebrows, confused.“Nothing” he shrugged.“You won't feel scared?”“Why should I?”“You might be on a death list”“So? “ He said, and the statement took her surprised. “That doesn't bother you? ““Not a bit,” he sounded so confident that it surprised Aanya“Why?”“Because I'm done”“With what?” “Being scared” That was a very unusual statement coming from Alex due to how tough he portrayed his personality. But at this point, he looked too vulnerable. “Of what?” She asked again, looking up at him, sitting too comfortably on the tree. Her acrophobic self frowned at it.“Has anybody ever told you that you ask too many questions?”“No, why?”“Because you do”“Why do you have so many tattoos?” Aanya blurted out after a long period of silence, totally ignoring his earlier statement of her being too nosey. He took a glance at he
Aanya stuffed her mouth with popcorn, with her eyes buried inside a fashion magazine, fully engrossed in it. Stacey stretched her arm, took a handful of popcorn, and munched on it. They sat on a big bench in the school hallway as they watched people pass by."What are you reading?" Stacey asked with her mouth filled with popcorn, causing her to spit some right out."A magazine," Aanya said, bringing it closer to her face."Why does everyone appear to be in a hurry?" Aanya asked with her eyes still on the magazine. Everybody was in a hurry and they seemed to be running in the same direction."Alex and Xavier are at it again""At it how?"" They are fighting," she said, sounding too plain for the gravity of the situation. Aanya eyes widened in shock as she dropped the magazine on the bench and turned to look at Stacey"What?" Was the first thing that left her mouth. "where?""Hallway two""Why didn't you tell me, Stacey""You didn't ask," she shrugged. "Plus I made a resolution to sti
“GET OUT!” Duong shouted angrily, banging his fist against the table, and they all rushed out. Every cadre knew whenever the boss was angry, you get the fuck out of that place, except you wanted to be shot in the head with the nearest gun he could find.Duong groaned in frustration as he turned to look at Patrick. “Don't just sit there, tell me what to do” “You are the boss, I answer to you,” Patrick said, and Duong glared at him. Duong knew well enough that Patrick was daring him, but he couldn't do anything about it because he desperately needed his help. "Don't you see the problem here?” Patrick asked, not expecting a reply. Duong was not remarkably smart to think that fast. They both knew it."Ryker and his motherfuckin' brother, Audie”“Audie is dead”“That's because Dormos found out about his connection with you,” Patrick said, tapping his hand on the table.“Stop that, it's distracting” Duong snapped and Patrick reluctantly withdrew his hand. “Go on”“You have no idea how
Aanya's heart stopped for a moment. The reason for her fright was the fact that he caught up to her and might get her to tell him about Ghista. She tried to wiggle away from his grip, but that was almost impossible, judging from the fact that he was bent on getting the truth out of her.“Let go of me,” she said breathlessly, trying her best to avoid making eye contact with him. That was her weakness and she knew it.“Aanya” he called out, but she wasn't going to hear anything he had to say. The amount of fear she felt inwards was preventing her from thinking properly. Moving far away from him will make things easier for the two of them. To avoid being killed or him being killed, she needed to stop whatever was going on between them, but that wasn't happening because he wouldn't let her go.“What is the problem?” “I have to go, Alex” she stated, still trying her best to set her free from his hold. Alex got tired and finally let go of her hand. Aanya stared at him, confused. As much as
A whimper evaded her lips as she tried to get up. She strived to fight the pain that her legs elicited, but it appeared impossible. She knew she had to stand up eventually or it could end up very hazardous for her. Staring up at him with a grimace on his face, she couldn't hate him, she just couldn't. She wasn't trained that way. She was trained to worship him, all her life, to do whatever he asked her to do, to obey all the rules. He was her master after all"Get up" he authorized in a deadly whisper. His eyebrows furrowed in resentment, with bits of sweat on his forehead as he gazed at her. He was ready to finish her off there and then and Aanya loathed how he had the power to do so. No one could query him and absolutely no one could protect her.Aanya exhaled deeply as she struggled to get up. She finally did it, she was on her feet again with her fist clenched as she stood inclined to fight. The pain the felt in her ribs was excruciating as a result of the persistent assault on th
Aanya leaped away from the training room with her thoroughly bruised face. The migraine she felt in her head was too agonizing and she couldn't dismiss it no matter how hard she tried. She made her way to her room and the thought made her stomach churn. She knew she would have to face Aida's constant troubles. What she needed was rest, but she knew that was the least she wasn't going to get.Aanya exhaled sharply as she pushed the door of the room open. It was dark and she inwardly concluded Aida wasn't in. Her heart leaped for joy, thanking the heavens. She could finally have some time to rest. She flicked on the light switch and her soul almost jumped right out of her body when she saw a figure on the bed. She mellowed out a bit when she realized that it was just Aida. What the hell was she doing, inside the room in thick darkness? The last time she recollected, Aida hated the light switched off. It always triggered her."Why did you turn off the light? You aren't even asleep or you
*************"You are to be seen as a normal girl and nothing more. Try your possible best to keep a low profile. That would be the best for you and always remember that if anybody finds out about your identity, you would be killed"He said firmly, striking fear into her heart with the last word."Have it at the back of your mind, you can't forfeit the rule because I will be keeping a close eye on you to make sure you don't go against your norms. You would be schooling at Jexs college and we will let you know why you were sent to the outside world later on" he stated and she nodded. All she could do was nod. She wasn't allowed to speak except she was being asked a question. It showed disrespect. "Do you understand?" He asked and she nodded yet again. He glared in disapproval of her gesture. She quickly noticed." I'm sorry master, I apologize. I understand" she mumbled a quick responseHe continued glaring at her for a while and her heart pounded faster than normal
*******'Look straight, look straight, don't look sideways, don't lock eyes, look straight" the words kept ringing in her mind as she walked through the foyer filled with students her age. Jex's college_ the school that had been on her mind since she was told about it_ Now she was finally here. Words could not explain how apprehensive she felt, walking amid people she had never seen before. She adjusted her newly done hairstyle_ A more straightened hair with bangs. Other than her regular frizzy one which had been basically ignored by her. It was as elegant as the girl's from the magazines Lydia occasionally sneaked into their room from the master's office.The students in the hallway didn't pay any form of attention to her, but she felt bizarre, different, to be more precise. Well, you couldn't blame her because she indeed was different.Aanya had already been to the Chancellor's office with Mr. Patrick_ She got to know his name, later on,_ ‘Her guardian’ She th