Full Moon Next To You; Phantom Love

She herself didn't like him very much at the moment, because Sammy wanted to hide in a corner and be sad, and Doyle stared at her insolently and frankly, sitting opposite. Everything in him - posture, manner of bearing, look - spoke of extreme self-confidence. He was clearly trying to embarrass her with his gaze, but Samantha was not at all interested. She put on her headphones and leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes. She smiled a little as she imagined Doyle gritting his teeth in annoyance that another victim would not yield. In her opinion, Travis was not worth Jasper's fingernail.They say that if the mood is not very good, you should not feed your sadness with appropriate music, sad films and the like. It's better to focus on something positive. Sammy, of course, agreed with this, but in practice she never succeeded in this. The mood was already spoiled, and she went deep into her own experiences. To some, they might seem stupid, but what could be more serious than first lo

Tripping on a root sticking out of damp foliage, Samantha fell, hitting the ground hard. The tension reached its climax, and everything went dark before her eyes…Sammy woke up abruptly. She exhaled and, moving a little, groaned - her body ached, and her hands were just numb. She was surrounded by an almost inky gloom, as if the moon had disappeared behind the clouds. There was silence all around, broken only by the rustling of the leaves that had not yet fallen under the cold, bone-chilling wind.Samantha shifted gingerly, trying to move her arms and legs, and then, shivering, managed to rise to her feet. She groped for a tree trunk and pressed her back against it. Gradually, her eyes got used to the darkness, she managed to distinguish the outlines of trees and bushes.How long was she unconscious? Probably decent, because Sammy was very cold. Then why is it so quiet, no one is looking for her? Did Leah not run?Samantha began to panic. The wolf she and Leah saw wasn't after her, si

Samantha didn't remember how she got to the office and sat down. She found herself already at the lesson, and somehow, apparently mechanically, she laid out her notebooks and textbook, and even wrote down something. But emotions overwhelmed her with her head, she wanted to burst into tears and run away wherever her eyes looked.Turning her head, Sammy found that she was sitting at her desk alone - Leah had not come to class. From this circumstance, she was completely dizzy, and she lowered her head, trying to breathe deeply. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Doyle was watching her, which scared the hell out of her.The lesson went on as usual - Mr. Becker was explaining a new topic, the students were talking in an undertone to each other, rustling notebook sheets, fidgeting in their places. But Sammy felt as if she had fallen out of this reality, and everything that surrounded her was a props. The real, creepy, is hidden behind all this tinsel.The phone vibrated and she winc

Travis' words hung in the air. He finally turned to the girl sitting next to him and looked at her.“I am very afraid of losing myself,” he said. “I know that everything I said sounds like a complete psycho, but it really happened ... And I'm also afraid to do something at a time when ... When I'm not a person. And last night I got to know you. My consciousness returned to me. I don't know why, but you helped me come to my senses. And I want you to help me in the future. I have to learn to control what happens.- But how can I help you? Samantha spoke up. Her voice trembled against her will.- Just be there when things happen.Sammy stared fearfully at the boy next to her. Is he joking?"You're going to kill me," she choked out."I didn't kill you last night," Travis said quietly. There was something in his blue eyes that made Samantha's heart clench. I didn't mean to attack. For some reason I was drawn to you ... I can’t explain. You ran, I ran after. Then you fell, and I sat next to

When it was finally time for the big change, she was ready to kill Travis herself with her own hands. After wandering around the dining room building, Sammy did not meet him, and had already decided to send Doyle to hell when her phone rang.She did not save his number, but she found out, because he had written to her the day before.- Doyle, is that you? said Samantha coldly, answering the call.“I am,” came the answer, but somehow muffled. - Come to the parking lot, to my car.- And why not ... - began, it was, Sammy, but Doyle had already passed out. Cursing under her breath, she tossed her phone into her backpack and headed for the parking lot, determined to tell Doyle what she thought of him.From irritation, she did not immediately find his car, but there was no one near the jeep. Looks like Travis was waiting for her inside again. Sammy gritted her teeth and pressed the handle of the back door, pulling it towards her.Doyle was indeed sitting in the car - through a veil of ange