I woke up to the light buzz in my pocket and a sore neck. I reached around under me to find my phone and finally got a grip on it, answering the call without looking at the caller ID. “Hello?” My voice was groggy and raspy from sleep. I squinted through my drowsy lids and saw the sun just about to rise in the horizon. I didn’t dare straighten my legs, knowing that they’ll feel stiff from being folded all night long. ‘If my back is in this much pain, God have mercy on my legs,’ I thought silently with a wince while trying to stretch a little. “It’s me. I just wanted to tell you that we finally managed to calm the idiot, knowing you’re probably worried about him,” I heard Preston say into the line and I immediately perk up at that. “Is there a park nearby where we can meet up? I think it’s going to be better to not talk about this over the phone,” I replied and I coul
I was starving; full out roaring stomach style. All I could remember about the dinner I “ate” last night was the food that I barely touched before Adam waltzed in and kicked me out. Wow, I actually felt more offended by the fact that he kicked me out before I got to actually eat anything than the fact that he kicked me out, period. So there I was, sitting alone in a depressed looking corner of a depressed looking restaurant with a depressed looking table on a depressed looking chair, feeling depressed. My hoodie was covering my face from view and it gave me a sense of isolation and privacy, if that even made sense. A waiter came to take my order and I spent 3 whole minutes just going through the menu because nothing looked appetizing enough to eat. Goddamit stomach, make up your damned mind. Finally, I settled for a Bolognaise spaghetti and blanketed mozzarella with french fries on the side. What can I say? A girl’s gotta
“Next time, I’m driving.” “There will be no next time,” I growled out in annoyance. It wasn’t my fault Jake was pushing my buttons. He did, after all pop out of nowhere. Not to mention that he stupidly decided to bring Monic along. “Come on, Case. You can’t be mad at him, I bribed him to come with me and you can’t blame me for being worried. The last time we saw each other was during Carla’s funeral. Then there was that incident and you completely pushed everyone away. Is it wrong for me to want to spend some quality time with my cousin?” Monic ranted and I sighed, resting my hands limply on the wheel. “That’s not the problem, Mo. This could barely passes as quality time we are in a street-fighting competition, an illegal one, might I add.” She and I both knew that this is far from being a normal quality time between cousins. God knows how freaked out I was wh
Getting out of the car, I ignored Monic’s protests and questions. I remembered what Preston told me and it was enough to convince me that this wasn’t the Adam that we knew. “Jake, drive and don’t look back,” I told him sharply. He looked at me as if I was crazy. “What about yo-” I shut the car’s door before he could ask another question and I shot him a look that made him turn the car and drive away. This man wasn’t my Adam and I won’t let him hurt anyone I love. He was after me so I knew Monic and Jake would be safe as long as they weren’t anywhere near me. I narrowed my eyes at him, glaring at the man before me darkly. “What do you want?” I asked into the night, knowing he could hear me loud and clear. I was hurt and if he was going to pick a fight with me, I would lose in a nanosecond. But Bryant has always told me that if I’m going to go down, I shou
I veered around the big crowd, annoyed at all the elbowing and shoving. I grimaced in pain as another elbow dug itself against my bruised side. Damn uncivilized baboons. Two can play that game. I sucked in a sharp breath and dove into the pool of nauseating body odor. I kept my head down and elbowed my way, shoved whoever shoved me even harder. Annoyed Casey is not a very nice acquaintance. When I finally managed to eject myself from the rest of the crowd, I stopped walking for a while and took my time in catching some needed breath. The humid air surrounded me, sticking to every part of my exposed limbs, The smell in the air was contaminated with the smoke from car engines and the lit cigar of a near bystander who was leaning on a pole, talking on the phone while smoking on the cigarette he held between his fingers. The sound of an oncoming train filled the station and people hollered for each other in the midst of the crowd. They hustled th
“Nan, I’m off!” I announced and she came out of the kitchen in lightning speed with a pout on her face. She was holding a cloth, wiping cream off her hand. “Already?” I nodded and walked up to her with my backpack slung over one shoulder. “I’m sorry but I only have two weeks to train and I don’t think it’s going to be enough so every second counts. Thank you for letting me spend the night.” I kissed her cheek and gave her a hug. “Not even for cookies?” I hesitated but shook my head. The cunning woman knew that was my weakness. Dammit. “Alright, you be careful then. You’re taking the bike right?” I nodded once more before hugging her and opening the door. “See you, Nan!” I shouted over my shoulder and shut the door behind me. I jogged to the small garage beside the house and took out the bike that I used to ride on whenever I visited. My f
An hour later, I finished setting my things in a corner of the cabin. It wasn’t dusty so that’s a plus. Mr. Huang gave me a thin cushion as a makeshift bed, a pillow and a blanket to sleep with. It may not sound like much but it made a comfortable bed. After I finished getting settled, I stepped out of the cabin to meet Mr. Huang in the middle of the empty land. Trees surrounded the place and there was no trace of civilization nearby; perfect for some intense training for a couple of weeks. The sun was shining brightly over us since it was still 9:00 am. I had tied my hair up and I changed into some black leggings and an oversized sleeveless shirt that I tied up just above the waistband of my leggings. I was barefoot and was praying to God that there were no sharp twigs or thorns that were going to pierce my foot. “There are 6 things that you have to master. The first thing is the faith you need to keep within you. Believe in
I woke up the next day with my knees clicking whenever I bend and straighten them. My bones made cracking noises as I stretched. My whole body was surprisingly sore from the mini training yesterday. It didn’t occur to me that those small movements can cause such a horrid ache on my triceps. When I left my corner, Mr. Huang was already in the kitchen, making some breakfast for the both of us. I took my toiletries and proceeded to walked down the short corridor to the toilet to brushed my teeth. After freshening up, I walked back to my corner to drop my toiletries and strolled into the kitchen, taking an apple and biting into it. The juice flooding my taste bud. The sour tang stood out and it popped my eyes open. “Good, you’re awake. Now, let’s eat. We’ve got a lot to cover and I expect you to master them. Since we only have two weeks or maybe even less, we can’t waste any more time so eat up.” Mr. Huang di