Helanie:
I shut the elevator door closed and went straight to the top, hiding in my room until I was certain they were no longer in their main spots. I then rushed out of the hostel to make my way to the woods to get off this feeling of disgust and hatred.
I don’t even know how far I was going as I ran like a madwoman straight down the mountains and to the woods.
It was weird energy, a boost that I had not felt like that before. All the memories of that night rushed back, and I felt so weird and dirty.
How the fuck did I continue to live without thinking about them every day?
Why was it taking so long for me to take revenge?
And how am I supposed to take revenge?
I wanted to get trained so that I could confront them, but now that he was in my academy, I ran out like a coward. Once my legs gave up and I dropped to my knees, I began to sob and scream into the air.
"You must be really enjoying it all, huh? Can’t see me happy?" I screamed as I lifted my head to stare at the moon goddess.
"I hope you feel my pain one day in the worst imaginable way," I shouted, sobbing and then covering my face in my hands.
That’s when I heard the wind whooshing and something moving past my body so quickly that I suddenly stopped crying. I raised my face from my hands and looked around, turning to my back to see where that thing had landed. It had hit a tree.
"An arrow," I uttered, staring at the golden pattern on it.
"Not just an arrow, sweetheart. It’s going to be the best future weapon—I just need to tweak a few things," Maximus’ voice came through, making me quickly get to my feet and start clearing my vision and my cheeks from my tears.
"What were you doing here? Don’t tell me you came here chasing after me?" He walked into view, wearing a brown leather jacket and brown pants with a white shirt. He reached for the arrow to take it out but then turned to stare at me.
I noticed a small bottle of white powder in his hand that he was probably using to tip the top of the arrow before launching it.
"I wanted to take a walk," I uttered, realizing how sour my tone sounded, so I quickly cleared my throat.
"You have been crying?" his tone changed—not the usual flirty one.
"No!" I lied, turning my head to the side and hugging myself.
"Hey, you can’t lie to me, you know that, right?" His comment made its way to my ear, and I couldn’t help but watch his face in bewilderment.
"Eh! You probably don’t know. I don’t know how it works," he shook his head, confusing me with why he thought I couldn’t lie to him.
"Oi! What happened? You know I won’t touch you without your permission, right?" he almost yelled before walking over to hunch down to my face’s level. freewebnoveℓ.com
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