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Melody walks by my side to the next room where we enter. There are some elegant armchairs, a tea table and the staff open the chairs for us to take a seat. Since I came here it has felt strange, I have spent so much time with the same people that I was used to them and now everything is very different. Melody's family is very different from the Winters or Grahams. They're so smart, proper, they don't miss a bad word and it's so weird because the boys and Aria talk like drunk truckers. Sometimes they tried to keep their composure when Dean gave them away but it's not the same there as it is here.—The girls have finally returned from their trip— Melody is very excited, she wants me to meet her sisters since she brought me here. She's already told me that she doesn't feel the same connection with them as she does with me and I guess I get it, we're real sisters, we share a mom, but…it's still all too new for me, so I never answer when she asks if I love me too. I feel the same.I could
A FAKE LIFE Chapter 38
I slam my head into his face at the same time I kick out his knee, elbow him in the abdomen, and twist to take the gun away. We are upside down like my hostage now and the others are alerted by removing the safety of their weapons. Mine point to the French and the recent Italians join.He's taller than me, so I have to force myself to reach his neck and put pressure on him."Ah ah" Ryder's denial sound keeps Gael still as he tries to come for Jason who raises his arms so no one will shoot him.I back away from the Italians."Do I need to repeat the question, Boucher?" I whisper in his ear and I notice his clenched teeth, he's not happy with me."I hate foreigners," he murmurs and lowers two of his fingers that give the order to his snipers.Shit.Before I can do anything they pull my arm with force, the shots return, Jason flees protected by his people and I fall behind a fallen block from the explosion. I reach into my pocket for my small gun and pick up the one I have from Boucher.
A FAKE LIFE Chapter 1
"She ran through the forest, sneaking between the branches of the trees that tore her skin, but she did not stop. She moved her legs despite the pain and discomfort, despite the blood that fell from her body. She looked back looking for her hunter, but his vision was so blurred that he could do nothing but keep running begging for mercy. He would kill her, cut her to pieces, slit her jugular and drink her blood like the sweetest drink. Her destiny was marked and even if she insisted on to get away from him, she couldn't. He would destroy her in her entirety, her mind, her soul, her physique, all of her would be consumed by his enemy. She didn't want to accept it but the blood was already spilled on her hands. His blood. His life. Everything would end in the worst way. Running away would not serve him and so he would end up letting his enemy rip out his organs while he was alive,showing the moon that blood also shines..."“Aria!My sister's scream makes me jump on the sofa where she wa
A FAKE LIFE Chapter 2
.“Just a few more blocks, Angie.— Have you seen yourself? You are worse than me.Probably yes. She was breathing so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack and she was sweating profusely. We began to walk in a hurry, until we recovered our air.A figure emerged from the corner of the block we were on. We both stopped. Possibly, they surrounded us. Now we are dead. She sees us and starts walking towards us. We backed off, but there wasn't much of an escape. Going back the way we came would be suicide. I looked everywhere looking for a place to go, hide or run.— Wait! The package?— that's what the guy we called called us and that's why I stopped my walk."The messenger?" I said.- Yes. follow meWe listened to him, where would we go if not?He turned into an alley when we heard the sound of cars approaching. The boy didn't show much, he had a hat covering his head and a black scarf up to his nose which only allowed us to see green eyes. He was dressed in black and notice th
A FAKE LIFE Chapter 3
Waking up to several knocks on the door, we both grumbled. I came back to reality after having a nice dream where nothing was wrong in our lives. But it was just that, a dream.I opened the door and was met by Thomas, a big smirk forming on his face as he saw me."How pretty you look just woke up," he says sarcastically. He runs a finger across his lip trying to hide the smile from him.— Die — I take off the clothes he was holding and close the door in his face."Come down for breakfast, we have to go now," he says from the other side.I looked at the time on my phone, 7:30. He is crazy. Who the hell gets up so early on vacation?I shook my sister to wake her up. Angie is the heaviest sleeper I've ever met in my entire life. We put on the clean, dry clothes we had the day before. Me, jean shorts and a t-shirt of a tongue icon, it's from a rock band: The Rolling Stones. And Angie in her floral skirt and pink short-sleeved shirt.We had waffles for breakfast that Martha made."Okay, we
A FAKE LIFE Chapter 4
"As soon as we have the chance, we'll go online," I told him secretly, and he nodded.We went to the workshop and I noticed that new clients arrived. There were about seven or eight. Arnold and Thomas were in front of them, but they didn't seem friendly. I ignored them and carefully placed the canister on Arnold's table."Cleopatra?"Oh no. No no no.I had my back turned and Angie was in front of me, biting her lip trying to hide her smile and she didn't hide her surprise."Tell me it's not who I think," I lamented. I thought we were rid of him. Angie nodded and I cursed.I turned around and saw him, he was there with that smile of his. I frowned looking at the boy who had scratched my arm and after several washes you could still see his number written on my skin.- Frankenstein?ARIA"It's good to see you again, girls.There's that word again."What the hell are you doing here?" I didn't even have tact. He put a hand on her chest pretending to be offended.“Do you know each other?” T
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Angie had fallen asleep. She had no battery on my phone and after another hour she was extremely bored. Until I realized that the murmurs stopped listening.— Angie, it's time — I woke her up and we left the room with our jackets on.When we got to the living room, we saw that the whole group was sleeping on chairs and spread out on the couches, including Thomas.I took the key carefully and gently opened the door, it was very difficult since it was a door that made an outrageous squeak. We got out successfully and crossed. When we got to the aluminum shutter we realized we had no idea where it opens.— A switch — Angie points at it and goes over to open it. She made a bit of noise so she stopped him instantly, leaving just a gap big enough for us to squeeze under.We start running street after street, and we remember our physical situation. Angie sat down on the sidewalk to get some air and I leaned on my knees.We begin to walk aimlessly, until we find a square and collapse on a ben
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"Where are we?" I wanted to know. The intrigue was killing me."In a shelter, you and your sister couldn't be out there any longer," Thomas tells me.- A refuge?— Well... The youth gang headquarters — he tells me and I understood instantly."Do they live here?" I stopped and they attended.What was missing. I didn't know why but I didn't like anyone and my natural instinct told me that I should be wary of everyone.We come to some stairs. This will be more difficult than it seems. I went down a step and almost a tear came out of my eyes because of the pain that occurred in my thigh when I flexed it."No, definitely not," I stopped.- It hurts much?- Too.- I'll load you.We got up on the step and Caleb helped him lift me into his arms and when he touched my legs to hold me better…"Don't touch my legs!" I yelled. I had enough with my wounds being tight, which already causes a lot of pain, I couldn't stand his hands on my thighs.He removed his hands and I held myself by his neck.He
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