Heartbreakers: The Journey Through Darkness- Book 2

Chapter 15

Narrator's perspective

As the night finally makes it's appearance after a long, tiring day, a mission is in preparation, a getaway. A dangerous mission, a life or death situation.

A girl prepares to leave her life, once again. The dangers that lurk around her presence puts her friends in a vulnerable position. She thinks Mr Rodriguez is bad enough but there's the worst to still come.

What she doesn't realise is that a small chip was left in her jacket by Mr Hermiston so that he could track her whereabouts to retrieve her when she least expects.

She moves quietly, as silent as mouse. You can't tell someone is even awake at such a time. It's impossible but she still manages in the cheap hotel as the rotting wooden floorboards threaten to give away her plan.

She moves swiftly, gently like a ballerina performing, dancing elegantly,  silently. She twirls round the corner and reaches the front door, pale but drenched in her sweat from the difficulty of her plan.

Pulling out the key, she inhales deeply, prepared to run if need be. She's been planning and rehearsing this moment all day, without break. Overwhelmed, she ponders, wondering whether she's doing the right thing or not. She fears the worst for her friends, the only people she has who are the ones she is planning to abandon tonight, only for their safety.

Her presence is a danger to all, wherever she goes and whoever she stays with, they are the ones at the highest risk. She brings trouble wherever she goes, like the cursed child she is. Like the cursed child she was born to be.
The journey seems dark and cruel and the future holds something much more worse than she can imangine, it's unimaginable. Not even she has had a nightmare about it but soon she will.

A darkness has entered her heart, consisting of pure evil, venom, hatred and the worst... Sin. It's worse than any other sin. It's a desire for power and blood, she's too far gone to be fixed but so are many other people. She isn't the only soon-to-be cruel monster that exists in this world. No, there are many more who have turned themselves into monsters on their accord, in their own will they have decided their own future.

But hers... it has been decided. Fate has other plans for her but only for her own good though she knows not. But her actions are done in her will, fate has given her an option when it comes to her actions and she has chosen the one wrong move which changes everything fate has planned.

Now, the chances of a horrific end are much higher. She need to be careful of her every move.

She puts the key into the lock, mentally praying for a cover up which is not granted. As she moves the key, a click is heard and the sound of a lock is loud enough for only herself to hear. Before she can even think about pulling the door open, the sound of the floorboards creaking upstairs echo in the small hallway, if you can call it that. The sound of a door opening rings in her ears and a voice thats speaks makes her freeze, standing her ground, unable to move.

"Yulia? What the fuck are you doing?" A young man, possibly in his twenties speaks, shocked at the scene taking place before him. Another voice sounds from the same room.

"Red, what's happening?" The half asleep man questions and within seconds, the mood shifts. Adrenaline pumps in her blood and realisation hits the man. She's a woman of her words and when she insisted on leaving in order to protect them, she really meant it, even if she had to make more sacrifices.