WARNING: before you start asking questions, remember that what you read in this chapter is all part of my plan.
I also tried doing this chapter a little differently so tell me what you think.
Please don't hate me because I love you all. (Not edited, so don't laugh at the silly mistakes)
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Chapter 17: We’ll Be Face to Chest
Summer's POV:
Have you ever had a day were everything was going perfect and you finally got to experience happiness. You're on top of the world and then you realise something and you just get depressed. You are just like 'oh' and it's like happiness is such a faraway place and all you can think about is that thing that just happened to ruin your day?
Well that's exactly what happened to me. I've spent the past 18 hours desperately trying to forget about what I had seen but like the little parasite that it was, it bit me square in the ass.
Okay, let's just take a little flashback. Let's say the second I read the words that changed my view on Evan completely.
*Flash Back*
With my free hand I began to take off my blind fold. I bent down to the bottom cabinet to look through the contents. Evan already knew my secret and I was way behind on the clue hunting so this was my perfect chance. Who know maybe he's on drugs? I left my hand above my head so that Evan wouldn't suspect anything and began to rummage through the garbage. It was just manly stuff; razors, mouth wash, scrubs. Nothing impressive.
I pulled my body up and decided to look through the top cabinet. My mouth dropped to see packets and packets of green pills. I grabbed a packet in my hand and I felt the coolness of the tin packaging on my bare skin. I turned the package and squinted my eyes so that I could read the fine print.
Nothing, not a single thing in this god forsaken world could prepare me for what I was about to read.
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