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FEAR

               𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 before letting out a nervous sigh.

                 "𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞", he gradually looked into her eyes. Loranne hated herself for not wanting to look away. He cupped her cheek, rubbing it gently with his finger. "K𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞."

Loranne looked down at the ground, away from his gaze. Jacob noticed and laid his finger on her chin, pulling it back up to his eyes. As their faces neared each other, Jacob could smell Lorannes flowing healthy blood. It was a dream to him, the most delicious smell he's ever scented.

            She began to notice his eyes changing a dark color, as red blew out his hazel eyes and into light red ones. She tried pulling her hand away from his grasp, but however he was much more         stronger. He pinned her against the wall, trying to get in contact with her neck. Struggling from his grasp, she kneed him making the boy tumble and get distracted. She took her chance to run into class.

                   The remainder of class period, she did not see Jacob once more, again.

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Loranne felt sick to her stomach. She felt dizzy and horrible. Nonna made chicken soup, made her drink medicine and pills.

It just made Loranne feel worse. She doesn't know how she had gotten sick. Her body was already used to the weather, so it didn't make any sense.

Her body heat arose, making her hyperventilate and feel clammy. Her heart beat sank feeling the little bits of vomit.

She ran to bathroom, waiting for it to come out naturally. But spending time in the bathroom after 7 minutes to puke wasn't worth it.

She stuck 2 fingers up her mouth, arising the puke every second. Feeling her gag, liquid poured out into the toilet bowl.

More and more poured out, making her feeling a little better.

She flushed the toliet, wiping the remains off her mouth. Drinking water, to wash away the after taste.

The feeling was sunk down into the pit of her stomach, but she felt slightly better.


                              

            





















































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I'm literally so dramatic.

Yes I do notice my chapters are getting shorter, but that's cause I want more chapters than like 20, that my goal.

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