Emily could only stare dumbfoundedly as Annabelle's words kept replaying continuously in her head. With a shake of her head she blinked at Annabelle. "I'm disappointed," she said as she closed her notepad and held her head. "What's the matter, are you Ill?" Annabelle asked as she stared at her."Annabelle, you are making me sick," she complained as she rested her head on her arms. "Was it because of my plans of escaping?""Exactly, Annabelle, that's it.""But what's wrong with me trying to make an escape plan," she asked as she was already getting offended. "You'll put me into trouble, my life would be in trouble if you escape and I can't let that happen," she said as she turned to the other direction knowing that Annabelle wasn't happy, but she couldn't help it. The sound of the bell made Emily stand up as she arranged her things. She was so happy that the boring class was over and it was time for fun. "Let's go," she said to Annabelle as she walked to the door. "Annabelle,"

Seated in an empty classroom, Annabelle stared outside the window as she watched some students playing around when she suddenly heard the creaking sound of the door. With the thought that it was Emily's friends, she remained seated where she was without turning back, when all of a sudden, she felt as though cold water had been poured on her as her hair and uniform got drenched and waters were now running down her hair. Turning behind her within a swift movement, she was startled to see the girl she had met the other day when she was in search of her locker. Staring at her now drenched uniform, she turned her gaze to the girl without saying a word as she was still in shock while the cold water kept dripping down her wet uniform.And when she was about to walk out of the empty classroom, she got pulled back with a great force which made her lose her balance. She would have beaten her to pulp if not for the pains she felt from the markings, it was intensifying."Where do you think yo

The sobs of Annabelle could be heard in the room. She cried weakly as she was tired of struggling. "Alvin let me be, leave me alone, I won't pull it out anymore," she had given up on trying to get off his grip by herself. "Just leave me," she said and he left knowing that she wouldn't pull it off as she had said. "Alvin take me home," she said with her head bent as she stared at her bed sheet. "Say something Alvin, I need to go home!" she yelled at him. "I can't, Annabelle, I just can't.""What do you mean by you can't? You brought me here Alvin!" She yelled as she threw her cushion at him."That's why I hate you," she said as she continued throwing anything her hands held at him. Pulling out the syringe from her wrist, she jumped down the bed and was about to run out of the room but was held by him."Alvin let me go, I said let me go!" she yelled as she continued crying. "You took me from my home and brought me here, claiming that my home wasn't safe and my life was under th

Blinking her eyes open, she got hypnotised by his exposed broad muscine chest. His six packs were all revealed and she couldn't help but stare drowsily. His long gold hair wasn't a mess like her's, as It was as though he wasn't sleeping because his hair was still properly arranged. But she didn't expect to be pulled back to his chest while his eyes remained closed.She tried rolling away but he held her in place."Alvin," She called as she stared at his face. She couldn't decipher if he was really sleeping or awake. "Make yourself feel comfortable Annabelle, because I have no plans on letting you go," he said as he released his grip a little for her to be able to feel comfortable on him."Seriously Alvin, don't you have pack duties to do?""Annabelle, will you stay properly with me or you'll continue talking?""So you won't let me go?" She asked with a pout. "Time up," he said and was about tightening his grip on her but she stopped him. "Okay, but could you please wear

Glaring at him, she muttered some inaudible things that he couldn't hear because she only moved her lips as though she said something. "And I told you that it was an insult. I'm seventeen so stop telling me such things," she complained."You are seventeen, so say it," he dared her."I shot an arrow at his.... Alvin I can't say that," she said with a pout. "Say it," he said as he stared at her seriously which made it obvious to her that he wasn't joking. "I'll say it tomorrow," she said as she walked away from the window and was walking to the door but he pulled her back. "Annabelle, are you normal, didn't you learn biology?" he asked her frustratingly. "I didn't," she replied gently because he wasn't pleased. "But you studied zoology?" he asked with raised eyebrows. "Alvin let me go. I said I'll say it tomorrow," she said as she tried pulling her hand off his grip, but it was impossible. "Why do you think I'll let you go?" he said which made her scared as she moved backwards bu