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- Prologue!,(:
- Chapter One!,(:
- Chapter Two!,(:
- Chapter Three!,(:
- Chapter Four!,(:
- Chapter Five!,(:
- Chapter Six!,(:
- Chapter Seven!,(:
- Chapter Eight!,(:
- Chapter Nine!,(:
- Chapter Ten!,(:
- Chapter Eleven!,(:
- Chapter Twelve!,(:
- Chapter Thirteen!,(:
- Chapter Fourteen!,(:
- Chapter Fifteen!,(:
- Chapter Sixteen!,(:
- Chapter Seventeen!,(:
- Chapter Eighteen!,(:
- Chapter Nineteen!,(:
- Chapter Twenty!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-One!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Six!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Eight!,(:
- Chapter Twenty-Nine!,(:
- Chapter Thirty!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-One!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Six!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Eight!,(:
- Chapter Thirty-Nine!,(:
- Chapter Forty!,(:
- Chapter Forty-One!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Two!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Three!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Four!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Five!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Six!,(:
- Chatper Forty-Seven!,(:
- Chapter Forty-Eight!,(:
CHAPTER ELEVEN!(:
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“FOREVER?!”Scarlet shouted. The word ‘Forever’ rand in her head like a gong. Her heart raced and she felt like she was going to cry. She’d never see John again if she was stuck in this strange place. She’d never be able to tell him where she was or anything. Something was weighing down her pocket, and she contemplated what it could be. House key? Folded piece of paper? Cell phone, possibly? “Yes, forever,” Anastasia nodded. “Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as you think” “Not as bad as I think?! I’ll never see my mom again, or my friends!” Scarlet was losing it, her eyebrows pulled together and her lungs swelled up in her chest. “Sure you will, you just won’t get to live at your house, or sleepover anywhere very often” Anastasia shrugged it off like it was nothing. “You’ve got to be joking, right? You don’t seriously believe that I’m just going to move in with you freaks and stay here for the rest of my life, do you?!” Scarlet cried, numerous thoughts running through her head all at the same time. “Stop, stop, please—!” Anastasia’s hands moved to clutch the sides of her face, as she went down on her knees in pain. “You’re hurting me!” Scarlet couldn’t stop it, she didn’t know how. The room started to spin around her, her blood started to boil and she could feel bile rising in her throat. The feeling in the pit of her stomach rose and kept rising, like she wanted to scream but her body wouldn’t let her. "Please, please, stop—!” Anastasia yelled, practically crying in pain. “Where is she?!” John’s voice yelled over the thoughts in Scarlet’s head. “She’s fine” someone said. “Take me to her, now” John growled. Anastasia kept screaming, but it was like no one could hear her but Scarlet. The room tossed and turned, the walls blurring out of her vision. She could feel herself falling, but she couldn’t move to catch herself. Her body hit the ground in seconds, and she had no time to feel the pain before the scene around her started to turn black. “Scarlet? Can you hear me?” someone asked, a hand moving to her shoulder. “She can’t hear you, she’s in Acoma.” A bitter voice said. “She’s not in Acoma. How many times does Spencer have to tell you that?” a sweet voice corrected. “She might as well be” the rude voice continued. “Don’t say that!” the nicer voice shouted. | She almost killed you and you’re still taking her side”
“She didn’t even almost kill me,” the person argued. “If anything I would’ve been stunned for a couple minutes. She doesn’t know what she’s doing yet. We still have tons to teacher her” “Stop!” A boy said; he sounded familiar. “Both of you! God you’re driving me insane!” “John—” a voice said meekly; the nicer one of the two. “No!” he shouted. “She’s not staying here and she’s not going to be your little ‘student’. You will leave her alone!” A hand grabbed Scarlet’s and gave a squeeze. “What do you think you’re doing!?” the rude voice said harshly. “My job” John’s hand shocked hers and she bolted upright. She let out a scream and grabbed her left shoulder with the right hand John had just shocked. “I’m sorry…did it really hurt that bad?” John murmured, looking down at her from his position sitting on the ground. There were dry tear stains on his face and Scarlet’s throat closed. She shook her head and rubbed her shoulder, wincing as she touched the new bruise. “What happened?” he put a single finger on her bruise, and the purple skin changed to match her natural ivory color. Scarlet’s eyes widened and she shot away from him like a bullet out of a gun. “Don’t be scared” Anastasia’s face appeared in front of John’s. “No, be scared. Very scared.” Ivana hissed. “Quiet!” Anastasia said in a sharp tone-not quite yelling but not being as nice as she was before. “You shut up first” Ivana glared. “I say you be quiet first” John glared at Ivana. “You gonna make me pretty boy?” Ivana leaned upright, her boots squising in the mud beneath her. “I will if I have to” John started to stand, but Ivana was faster and had him already pinned to the ground. John’s knee pulled up and Ivana spun off him in seconds. She moved pretty fast, fast enough so that Scarlet’s eyes couldn’t quite follow her. But John was suddenly just as fast, and was picking up on every single one of her movements. In the end, John ended up winning. “John, what was that?!” Scarlet hollered at him. He glanced at Anastasia, and glared at Ivana before looking back at his best friend. “I’m one of them” |