Confined (Book One, Under Lock And Key Series)

Confined (Book One, Under Lock And Key Series)

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con·fined kənˈfīnd/ adjective (of a space) restricted in area or volume; cramped. The sun always glittered so brightly across the sky never letting the storm that will drown us reach its glistening hues of orange and red. Darkness drowned our school in the downpour. And... We were confined. ~~~ I remember the day vividly... The teachers were acting odd but that was nothing out of the ordinary. What tipped me off that something was seriously wrong? Well... It all started in the Woman's bathroom. My twin Phoenix and I were looking for our best friend Brighton, as she has been gone for more than an hour. She never was one to linger outside of class. What do we find? Oh, let me tell you! Our best friend Brighton invisible and crying her eyes out and two teachers planning on locking us inside the school because our powers are blooming. I've always known there was something wrong with this school, just not this... We were called to an assembly, except it was in the football field. Helicopters and loud noises surrounded us as did gunshots. They blocked us in. Expected us to survive. It's been four months since they ensnared us in the school. We must fight to have the right to live. It's good versus evil in a game of survival, love, lust, and hate. Plus, with all the good looking guys whether they be bad or good, I can't say it's too bad. It's worse. We are confined.
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She had been alone with me before but the air in the car was excruciatingly lovely. It felt like home. It was as if she was my wife and I was just driving us home after a long day. At the same time, it felt like I couldn't breathe. For fucks sake, my chest was sweating, but I loved it. I glanced at her as she was leaning her head on the window, her dark ponytail sprawled over her chest. She looked so daunting and elegant it made my heart clench. Sometimes, when I looked really hard and noticed everything I didn't get the chance to in all of the nine years I've known her before she disappeared, it made me feel like a high school boy again. That feeling of happiness when I was with her. Or even just the thought of her. Fuck. I grabbed a cigarette from out of one the cup holders and lit it up, trying to distract myself from her. I inhaled, but when I turned to look at Selene she was covering her nose with her shirt. I furrowed my brows and scowled. Did I smell? "What's wrong?" I softly asked. She glanced at me and shook her head gently, dismissing me. I clenched my jaw. When I pulled my hand up to inhale another smoke, it finally clicked. I quickly threw it out the window and turned the AC on, rolling our windows up. I felt her stare on the side of my face and gulped, trying my fucking best not to smile. "Why did you do that?" She asked me, her voice low. Almost sounding like she was whispering. I quickly shot her a glance before answering. "You have asthma." Her gaze darkened. It was so quiet I could hear her heart beating rapidly while we stared at each other. I couldn't help but want to reach up and kiss her, and hold her like she deserved. She swallowed her saliva and looked away, a smile starting to form on the corners of her lips. I chuckled, already knowing I couldn't escape her now. I wouldn't be able to. It'd be like not having oxygen. And so help me, God, if I didn't have my oxygen.

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