Authors note at the end
Chloe
Darkness is all I can see as I move closer to the door
'HELLO' I call out in hope to at least hear a voice answer
I walk a few more steps forward when I suddenly feel a hand clasp over my nose, knocking out all the air from my lungs .
I struggle against my holder , my screams sounding like muffled groans .
A fire was starting to form in front of me making me struggle more violently to no avail. I could see severely burnt hands reach out with voices calling for help from there as I watched with teary eyes, my feet glued to the solid concrete.
"NO" I scream out, clutching my beating heart through my wet T-shirt. I give a quick glance around my surroundings only to see my usual cream colored walls.
My alarm rings out causing me to jump on reflex. It was 6:00 in the morning but due to the rain that fell earlier, it still looked quite dark.
I hop out of my big bed into the bathroom for a quick shower then going over to brush my teeth after wards. I slip on a mini dress with a pair of flats before heading to the kitchen.
"oh mother' I muttered, shaking my head once I noticed the boxes scattered around my living room. I only moved out a week ago but my mom always saw to it to send me loads of boxes filled with the best decorations, clothes and electronics from the best stores.
Not that I didn't appreciate it but to be away from my foster parents and their expensive treatments was completely the reason I moved away. Being a normal girl was something I craved seeing as I Was just 8 when my parents died in a fire until the mayor and his wife adopted me. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a vibration from my pocket.
"hello" I answered,waiting for a reply before my mom's smooth voice came through the phone
"oh my baby" my mom squealed into the phone "how are you " she added
"I'm good mommy just got up" I rubbed my eyes, pouring some cereal into a bowl.
"you sound tired dear. Have you been seeing your therapist" my mom's voice took a different edge, suddenly sounding Authoritative.
Therapy.
I hated it since I turned 13 and my nightmares became more persistent . I admit it was helpful when it came to the sleeping pills but that was where it ended. I still thought I could fight my battles myself and no body likes an old woman prodding into their personal life
"yes" I lied instead biting my lower lip waiting for her response. I could here shuffling from the background and a few hushed tones before she spoke up again. "hows college? Do u need anything darling" she questioned, nearly making me scream a no once I did a once over of my box-scattered living room.
"not at all" I said pushing another spoon into my mouth. A crashing sound buzzed from the phone making me jump at the loudness.
"oh honey I have to go. I think one of the servants broke a vase" she groaned, hanging up after wards. I finished my breakfast after that, applying some concealer to cover up my barely noticeable eye bags and a tinge of mascara which was the most make up I applied on any day
I wasn't your usual blonde, make up infested girl. I had brunette hair, hazel green eyes and a dimple at my right cheek . My tall, Slim curvy figure had a lot of guys dropping at my feet which I didn't spare a glance. I was a believer of true love and had no interest in whoring around since I had eyes on only one guy since I was in my freshman year in college .
I grabbed my car keys , along with my jacket since it was still cold outside .A sigh escaped my lips as I rubbed my hands together in an attempt to Overrule the cold .
I parked my car at my usual spot which was the closest to the college entrance. I took in a deep breathe as I stepped in catching the one person I made myself presentable for today leaning on one of the walls having a conversation with a blonde boy an inch or two shorter than him, his dazzling smile plastered on his flawless face.
Ryder carter
A/N :- HI!! *plays deep music* Thank you for finding my story at the deep darks corners of watpad 😈....that was weird 😇😇. I didn't mention this earlier but don't plagiarize my book or translate it without my permission or I will come for you bitch 🔪 🔪😈. This is my first story so show your chocolate loving girl some love by voting and commenting .at least 3 votes?. 😇😇
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