Innocent Words

Innocent Words

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Gasping for breath, I jolted awake to sirens wailing loudly in the distance. The noise grew nearer as it pierced the night air with a sickening roar. I quickly wiped the moist beads of sweat from my face and scanned the dark room. Nothing but a chilling breeze escaped through the cracked window. All of the sudden a burning sensation shot through my shoulder. I let out a sharp hiss and rolled onto my side, doing little to ease the pain. It only grew stronger, as if it were competing against the shriek of the sirens. I pushed my back against the wall, training my eyes on the door. I could feel something on the other side. There was a brief moment of silence before the door slammed open, rattling on its hinges. Several dark figures stood before me, with nothing but yellow piercing eyes gleaming at me in the dark. Before I could move there was a tight grip of my arm that dragged me from the bed. "You did this!", a crazed looking man spat in my face, his golden eyes filled with rage. I thrashed in his grip, unable to speak because of the searing pain rippling through my arm. "Let her go", a deep voice bellowed. The hand immediately dropped me and I toppled to the ground. "Get up child", a man ordered, emerging from the darkness. I shakily pulled myself up, my legs grew heavy and weighted. My whole body felt like it was going to collapse. I was able to get a glimpse of the man who spoke. He was handsome and seemed older, his eyes were more golden than the rest. He studied me for a moment before speaking. "Your parents are dead, your brother gone, and you're the only one left...what do you have to say for yourself", he asked in a calm voice. My throat burned, finding little energy to make noise. "I didn't do it", I whispered. ---Margret hyland gets accused of murdering her parents and is sent to live with her rogue grandparents. If falsely being accused of murder isn't enough, she faces a cruel and unforgiving road ahead of her, as she struggles to prove her innocence.
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Blaze White is the New Girl at the Prep school in her mothers old home town. But her only goal for senior year is to keep a low profile, no friends, no parties and NO boys. Axel may be adored and worshipped by his peer-but he hates people, except 5. So when a beautiful but closed off girl suddenly enters his group. He is not welcoming of the mysterious beauty despite the pull they both feel. •••• WARNING: This was written many moons ago. I have decided to put it back up because of a large request from readers. However, I was a kid when I wrote this so take it with a grain of salt. *** Like a deer in head lights, I freeze and watch as the car comes towards me expecting to get hit. But to my surprise, the car swerves to the side slightly next to me and comes to a stop. I take a deep breath I didn't know I was holding at the driver's side door swings open and a very pissed off Axel steps out. "Thank god," I mumble and place my hands on my knees to catch my breath. "Blaze?" He says and I hate it. I hate how he says my name as if it's his. Like he knows it's the only thing I want to hear, him calling out to me, looking at me, focused to me. It's the first time in my life I wanted someone's attention so badly I didn't care how I got it. And that was too dangerous for me to hold onto. "Are you insane or some shit? I could have killed you!" He says and starts to walk towards me. I take a big breath and step back away from him, "s-stop! Axel," I stutter still panting. It's then he notices the blood on my hands and shirt. "Is that blood?" He asks staring at my shirt and I take another step back. "Stop, stay b-back," I try to say confidently but I can't even breath right. Realizing he won't listen I start to turn around planning to make a break for it. "Don't run from me Blaze it won't go well," he growls reading my thoughts causing me to freeze in my spot. "Do not ever think you can get away from me."

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