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The Hate In Our Memories Chapter 1
A girl in her late 20’s, was walking in a hotel corridor, completely drunk. Her 5ft 6-inch figure was dangling with a lost mind over her each step. Her vision was too hazel to recognize the path in front of her, just like her life. Anger, frustration, and feeling of betrayal once again were swelling her heart. The golden fabric, given by this guy to appear as his this night, was wrapped around her delicate figure, hugging her curves perfectly like a carefully carved statue of a goddess. Her hips were lifted by pencil heels giving her slim back a perfect wave curve. Little makeup she did to glow up her features but now covered in sweats and tears. Her head was spinning and aching but not more than her heart. She knew her body was strictly prohibited from alcohol. She just couldn't help it today to drown herself in this warm sea of liquor. Her health was abruptly falling like her heart pieces but too numb by her emotions to bother. She felt like a fool to believe his words and consid
The Hate In Our Memories Chapter 2
The sun was shining its morning raise over the clear sky. The birds were chirping the morning songs along the fragrant wind dancing with the baby leaves of trees in the celebration of a new day. Today was mid-August 2010 when Jane Martin was preparing for her first ever class at Bardell Senior High School after she drove to Washington two weeks ago with her whole family. A black-haired boy in his mid-teen in an orange shirt with blue jeans and white sneakers was standing in front of a two-story house with white walls and modern architecture. His left foot was tapping continuously in frustration on the grass, of the front lawn. His eyes keep switching from his smart watch on his left wrist to the front door of the house. His nose was crushed in stress as every second passed on his wristwatch. "Hey, Bish! I will be late on my first day because of you. Come out already!!" He yelled as his patience started to tick out. "COMING!”, a girl’s voice shoots out from inside for the fifth time
The Hate In Our Memories Chapter 3
"I see we have a special transferred student here." the whole class went silent and turned their attention towards the girl in a black T-shirt standing in front of them. Jane didn't reply to the compliment and kept gazing at the 5feet figure standing in front of her. "Have you collected your schedule?" the teacher asked. "No, I just got to the campus," she replied with a straight face only to get a wondering head shake. The teacher hummed and pointed toward her. "You can collect it during lunch. Tell me, where would you like to sit?" the teacher again asked her while putting the list on her table. Jane started to look around the class and her eye met a pair of brown orbs. She didn't understand why the owner of those orbs suddenly smirked at her and looked side towards his friends. She shrugged off the strange interaction and traveled her vision finally to find the familiar excited eyes. A small smile cracked up on her face as she recognized Anne, her childhood friend. She was als
The Hate In Our Memories Chapter 4
The morning sun climbed in the clear sky, letting the fresh sunlight reach every corner of Bickett's Villa. It was huge in size and a well-built architect that could be compared to a castle of fairy tales. Inside everything was modernized and well maintained from cleaning to decoration and management. Maids and butler were performing their daily duties of cleaning and arranging everything before the family members woke up and get down to start their busy luxurious lifestyle. Every room and hall was getting opened and cleaned by the maids. As the whole mansion was on function, there was this one room covered with darkness due to the big curtains on the windows. The chirping of birds was not allowed to disturb the dreamland of this boy, sleeping majestically on his king-size bed. The silk quilt he was holding to cover up his body and protect himself from cold, was suddenly pulled off by someone. As soon as the chilly wind of the air conditioner brushed over his body his eye blinked in
The Hate In Our Memories Chapter 5
Parker's eyes get back to the window as he attains his unbothered countenance. "None of my business.""I heard that student--" Andrew stops as the older shift a glimpse of annoyance.Bickett's siblings reached the school and were greeted by a bald man in his late 40s with the badge of vice principal at the main gate. The place was surrounded by a crowd of students to get a glimpse of elite sons from the Bickett family."Here is the schedule of your classes and room number. Hope you have a great year while learning here and send good word about us to your father." The vice principal passed a sly smile showing the way towards the elevator only for VIPs. Parker replied with a cold nod while Andrew rolled his eye internally at the bald man.The siblings get in the lift with their attendee and the door closed with the last sight of the bald man waving to them with a wide smile."5th year in this school and his face still gross me out." Andrew blurb out earning a chuckle from older.The scr
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