Today is the day that I begin my training, however I am seriously beginning to doubt whether or not to do it. Why? Because I've been having these weird feelings in my stomach for the past four days since Jack agreed to help me. However, this feeling is something I have never experienced before, it's like having a brick thrown at it. Making it tighten at an unbelievable force. I never experienced anything as bad as this when I was pregnant, so what could it possibly be? I can't even ask Jack because he's a boy, so what will he know about stomach pains? Perhaps it could be period pains, although I doubt they ever get this bad. And asking Becky is out of the question. I haven't spoken to her or Leo since I caught them out and I don't plan on talking to them anytime soon. Not after their betrayal towards me. Although, that hasn't stopped them from ringing my phone twenty four seven, so I took the battery out of my phone.
"Zoey, we're ready for you" Jack declares from the bottom of the stairs. What does he mean "we're" I thought it was just me and him? However, as I drag myself out of bed trying my best to ignore the pain. I notice Jack and his "gang" members outside in my back yard.
"Who's this?" I ask Jack as I point to a boy I have never seen before, sure I know Adam and Blake from drama but that's about it.
"This is Aaron, he's here to help as well" Jack explains causing me to nod my head in understanding.
"Right then, lets get started" Jack says as he rubs his hands together to show he means business.
So for the next two hours I'm taught how to punch, kick and block any hits coming my way. However, i must say these boys are incredibly fast but i do get a few hits now and then. Although, i think they let me hit them to keep me motivated. I am also briefly shown how to throw a knife at a particular angle so that every time I throw one, it will go straight through the heart.
"Nice, now throw this one" Adam says handing me the last of the knives. However, just as I go to throw it, the pain in my stomach suddenly increases to such agony that I fall onto my knees clutching it.
"Zoey! What's wrong?" Jack asks as runs over towards me, giving Adam a stern sharp look as if accusing him of hurting me.
"Nothing, it's just my stomach" I say waving him off to show that I am fine as he helps me up. But what i do notice as he helps me up onto my feet is a squirrel in one of my trees. But it's not the squirrel that grabs my attention it's the way it's vein sticks out of its neck, making me lick my lips in tempatation.
"Jack, I think we need to get her inside" I hear Adam say looking at him with a knowing look, which all the other guys mirror.
"Call her parents and tell them to come home NOW!" Jack instructs in the most powerful tone I have ever heard. In fact it is so powerful it makes me want to bow in respect towards him. However, I don't because as soon as he says that he picks me up bridal style and runs towards my bed room. Yet, he runs at such a speed it doesn't even give me chance to blink. and lays me down on the bed.
"Jack, what's wrong with me? I feel so cold" I say, but Jack just looks at me with pain in his eyes.
"Zoey, you're not cold your sweating like a pig" he states as he places a cold flannel on my forehead. Although, just as he places it on my head I grit my teeth in order to bare the pain of my stomach; before long my vision beings to black out. But just before my vision goes i notice Jack hovering over me and saying "it's gonna be fine, you will be okay" but not only that, but I'm not sure if I'm seeing things because just as I close my eyes. I could of sworn I saw Jacks eyes turn from deep blue to blood red.
Faint whispers surround me as my senses begin to kick back in.
"She wasn't supposed to start her transformation for another year, I had mine when I was 17" I hear my mother say. Wait, mum? Why is she home?
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Heaven or Hell?
Teen FictionThis story is partially based upon true feelings am experiences of some people that I know. Besides from that, enjoy the book and please feel free to comment and vote.