Skyler, Raul and Irene were seated in the school cafeteria during their break. “I really don’t like this Timothy guy, sounds like a thorn in the flesh,” Irene stated, shaking her cup of iced coffee. “Oh trust me, he is a thorn in the flesh, and he’s very classist. He disgusts me,” she said in response. Raul ended up chuckling. “So now that you're class president, I bet Amy and her friends have been trying to pick on you,” he let out, earning him a reprimanding stare from Skyler. Irene adjusted on her seat and shifted forward, placing her elbows on the table as she looked directly into Skyler's eyes. “Is somebody picking on you?”A scoff escaped from Skyler's throat. “No, they couldn't pick on me even if they tried. It's just that these girls like to behave like brats and can be really annoying.”While they were still talking, Skyler spotted Melissa from the corner of her eyes. She was collecting her food tray from the lunch lady and cafeteria. She impulsively raised her hand to c

Ethan couldn't tell who exactly the man he was seeing was, but he remembered seeing snippets of this man's face during his nightmare last night.Giving the context of his dream, he could only assume that this man was a bad person. He remembered a gun being pressed against his head, then he remembered water waves throwing him left and right. Maybe the man had tried to drown him, he thought. There was another person beside Trevor, it was one of Cyrus’s henchmen. The both of them had been sent by Cyrus to look for Ethan in this community because he knew that Ethan wasn't going to be too far off from here, it was the only place he could come to for refuge. That day when the chopper had exploded, most of them had already jumped off the helicopter but the blast disoriented them, scattering them across the sea. And the stormy turbulent waters managed to separate them. Cyrus predicted that wherever Ethan was, he was probably still recovering or at least had not reconnected with the dread

Valerie's eyes were frantically darting from corner to corner and the moment she saw an opening, she took it. Swerving away from him in an instant. “I- uh… I want to get ready for the event later if you don't mind,” she said softly, trying to pacify him. She knew what he wanted at this point and she wasn't willing to give that to him, in all honesty she would rather die than allow this man to sleep with her. Sensing her refusal, he clenched his jaw in anger, his mood changing instantly. His nostrils flared when he exhaled sharply. “Get ready, the driver will be here at 6:00 p.m. sharp, you better not delay us,” he warned and then left the room, banging the door shut behind him. When he was gone, she let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding, sighing in relief. The longer she stayed here captive, the more she put herself in danger. Even though Melissa had already stated that it was near impossible to escape, she had to try. She had to get out of here. She couldn't let h

Skyler was pressed against the bed, tears pricking her vision and causing it to become blurry. She thought that this was it, everything was going to be over now and Timothy was going to take away her innocence. But then she saw something, a decorative ceramic mug that she could use to defend herself. She extended her arms in an attempt to reach it but then it was inches away from her grip. Meanwhile on the other hand he was relentless, pouncing on her like a feral beast. She kept fingering the top of the night stand, hoping to reach for the mug quickly. With a groan, she mustered all the energy that she could and stretched, wrapping her fingers around the handle of the mug.With all the strength she could muster, he bashed his head with the mug, causing it to shatter on impact. He rolled off her and she was able to crawl away from him.Wrapping her hands around one of the shards, she pointed it at him. “Not another step closer,” she warned through gritted teeth. He pressed his han

Ethan was under the shower, raking his fingers through his hair to make sure that the soap got every corner. When he was done showering, he brushed his teeth and then dried himself up with the towel , which he wrapped around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom.The inn was a very small room but it was all they needed since they would be going back home tomorrow anyway. Kayla was on the bed and when she turned her head to face him, her eyes landed on his perfect physique, making her cheeks to heat up. “Do you want to go in next?” He asked, pointing towards the bathroom door.“Yeah, I just want to call my parents first,” she replied, trying to look away from his perfect looking form. She called her father's number, placed in her phone against her ears as she waited for the call to connect. A slight feeling of apprehension began to build up in her chest. “He's not picking, I wonder why,” she whispered to herself in a low voice. “Maybe he's out fishing,” Ethan replied, wearing