I looked around, searching for Levy in the horde of people. It was hard because most of the people here are tall and has a bulky build but with great determination to find that buffoon I call a friend, I elbowed my way through them. I received annoyed growls, glares as sharp as daggers and some shoves back.Finally, after bloody hours trying to find the idiot, I found him leaning against a wall, flirting with a red-head. I was pretty sure my face was as red as that girl’s hair by now.Fucking bitch. The fuck he thinks he is, making me search for him while flirting with some prostitute. I stomped up towards him and grabbed him by the ear.The girl, upon seeing the murderous look on my face, scurried off.Oh be afraid, bitch, be very afraid. I thought darkly before snapping my gaze back to Levy who looks like he might piss his pants.“Where the hell have you been?” I thundered and he shrank back just to wince, remembering the hol

I took the ceramic cup and picked it up, bringing it close to my lips to blow it. Steam rising above the dark liquid. I sipped on it and the bitter taste filled my senses, flooding my taste buds and I savored it, letting the liquid slide down my throat, and it left a hot trail behind.I never liked coffee but today was an exception. This headache was going to kill me.I waited the whole night to tell the others, calling them to pick me up in my house on their way to school and now, I am deaf. The constant ringing in my ears as I watched a certain petite girl pace back and forth was dizzying.My hand shot out to halt her next step while I nursed my throbbing head.“Monic, please stop screeching your head off,” I begged my baby sister. She might be small but dang, her vocal chords were strong.Jake was past begging and sat there silently, sipping his tea like his beloved girlfriend was not about to bite my head off for telling her off.

I adjusted the strap of my duffel bag on my shoulder before straightening up and tightened the ponytail I tied my hair in. I got off the bike and took the keys out of the ignition, slipping them into my bag.I was dressed in all black, a V-neck shirt that was loose enough to not constrict my movements and decent enough not to show any cleavage. There is no way in hell am I going to play dirty by exposing my boobs. That thought can go to hell.I made sure to leave all my personal things that has initials, ID cards basically anything that can link to my life outside fighting back at the house to make sure that whatever happens today, stays here and wouldn’t be knocking on my doorstep anytime soon.I took out my payphone and called Levy while walking to where the noises came from.“Hello?”“Don’t you ‘hello’ me, you big oaf! Get your ass here! Where the hell are you anyway?” I voiced my thoughts irrit

A cough wrecked up my whole body as I heaved. I staggered forward but I pushed my legs to keep moving. Keep running.Sobs left my body as I looked everywhere only to be met by the fire that casted a dim illumination in the hall. Dancing, mocking and taunting me on how helpless I was against it. The flames licked the walls, swallowing whatever is in its path into its heat and charring the furniture. I screamed out Adam’s name in panic.“Where are you?!” I screamed out in frustration. I looked back and forth between the exit and the flames, tears of desperation escaped my eyes and trickled down my ash coated face.The smoke was getting thicker and thicker by the second but I didn’t want to leave any of them in this house. I’ve spent minutes trying to get to the bedrooms but even as I sprinted there, I knew it was hopeless.I decided to sprint out the house to check if they made it out even though it wasn’t likely

I cut off the engine with a flick of my hand and slid the key out of the ignition before hauling my ass off the bike and hitched the helmet on its hook.I adjusted the duffel bag and took my phone out to call Levy but his voice halted my finger from pressing the call button.I turned to face Levy and squinted when I saw a few minor bruises on his face as he approached me in a hurry. I could see the scars from the fight 2 nights ago but some were actually fresh.“There you are! Dammit, Pix. I told you to be here at 9. What the hell took you so long?” He ranted off, taking my wrist and dragged me along to the familiar path we took before my first fight here.I rolled my eyes at his overdramatic greeting. “Well hello to you too, Mr. Cranky-Pants,” I smiled sweetly at him while he shot me a brief glare and continued dragging me inside the building. Two minutes was barely counted as late.This time, there weren’t any str