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Drama.
Something everybody loves. Everybody wants to be a part of some drama unless they are the main character. Zoey loves conflicts. She is a believer of great drama - to cause trouble. Ever since we were kids, Zoey would attract trouble. Nobody ever blamed her though. She was always known to be an outspoken person, blunt at times. She spoke her mind, but by hurting others sometimes. She never lets her emotions get on her nerves. But this time - she was the victim of her own emotions.
She is acting out of rage, she is willing to hurt the ones who hurt her, that makes me the second person on her list, Alyssa being on the top.
Before arriving at the party, I got a call from Eleanor. She said she tried to talk to Zoey about Alyssa's presence in the party and that did not end well. Zoey didn't want her to be at the party, she didn't want Alyssa to be in her house or anyway near her. Eleanor tried to talk her out but it was of no use. Zoey will never do what others force her to, she was always rebellious.
I made up my mind that I'll keep an eye on her. I'll make sure she is nowhere near Alyssa. I would not give her any chance to hurt Alyssa in any way. But I failed in one thing.
I was the one who hurt Alyssa.
Before arriving at her place to receive her, I had Zoey on my mind. Everything kept me occupied that I could already feel myself getting annoyed. Then when I was about to knock on her door, I heard her voice. She was arguing with Landon. He didn't want her to go to the party, not with me.
Well, of course - I knew. He would not allow her to be anywhere near me. But she was firm she wanted to go to the party, even if it meant going against her brother. When she opened the door, I was taken aback.
Woah.
She looked beautiful.
Even the simple outfit made her look so stunning. She smiled when she saw me. I tilted my head to meet eyes with Landon. He looked at me in pure anger. He hates me.
Before we could leave, he asked to talk to me. Alyssa walked to the car and I had a straight face. He wasn't impressed with me either.
"I know this is all a game for you." He hissed. "I know your intentions."
"You know nothing about my intentions, Pearson. I'm not what you think I am." I tried to keep my voice calm. I'm not here to pick a fight, at least not with him. He is the least I'm concerned about tonight.
I turned to walk back to my car when I heard him say 'You do anything to her and I'll make sure to break every bone inside your body.'
I rolled my eyes. Of course, I know it won't take a second for him to kill me if anything happened to Alyssa. I'm not a fool. I'm not the one he should be worried about. There are a lot of other people who deserve this threat, not me.
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AN ANATOMY OF A WOUNDED SOUL
Mistério / Suspense"My life is a lie, a dark place," Alyssa Pearson said, looking up at the sky with a heavy sigh. The weight of her existence was suffocating her. "You are in a safe place, Alyssa. This is your home, and your life is as real as you are." He reassured...