It was dawn when Styles woke up and found himself inside a room that he was certain belonged to Doctor Hemmingway. He was in severe pain after being beaten terribly by the soldiers like a thief. He could barely even move his body.Thankfully his hands were free and he could tell he was on Doctor Hemmingway's blacklist since the man had figured he was acquainted with November and even made a super suit for him. When he could have kept his damned mouth shut and silently withdrew as an intern in Atticus' lab.Styles coughed and pounded his fist against his chest because he felt a sharp pain piercing through his chest. Even his head was heavy like he was having a concussion. It was even a miracle he was alive because he had thought he would die from the thorough beatings until he lost consciousness.He needed to contact November and tell him everything before Doctor Hemmingway and the likes of him started making plots on how to capture November. Those men were dangerous and wouldn't stop
Sebastian was having difficulty concentrating in class. His argument with a blind November who pointed out that he was straight. The boy had made him feel less of himself, made him regret everything. And even before he left for school this morning, he contemplated showing up at the Brightsides to check on November to see if he was alright. But he decided against it, assuming November had already regained his sight.He would go visit Macey at the hospital, after school hours, but he was just having a hard time listening to the AP Chemistry teacher. It had been three weeks since his arrival in Indianapolis, and he had made just two friends. Macey and then November who he had feelings for. Although he seemed to be hiding something from them, something no one else knew, except him and a few people.Sebastian's phone vibrated in his backpack and he was forced to peel his eyes away from his teacher and slipped the phone out, only to see it was Styles calling him."What the fuck!?" He unknowi
Bill Andrews, Marion county's Mayor was dissatisfied upon seeing his vineyard in ashes. He had received the news just this morning and hurried over to have a look at it himself, and got chilled to the bone.The whole of his vineyard was burnt to the ground. Including other farms nearing his. Someone had deliberately burnt down his vineyard but he didn't know who to point fingers at.Paps were going around, taking shots here and there. And in front, was a reporter broadcasting the news live to people through the camera."You can't tell me there was a fire outbreak! Someone did this to get at me!" Bill Andrews bellowed at the top of his lungs.Sheriff Brightside managed to maintain a cool composure because the city's mayor was yelling at him like it was he who burnt down his vineyard."If you could calm down, we would get to the end of this." "Do not tell me to calm down!" Bills Andrew jerked his finger at Sheriff Brightside, "my fucking vineyard is in ruins!""And shouting won't solve
November could feel his eyes wandering even though he was blind and trapped in a place he had no idea of. He couldn't tell which day it was or what time it was. But he knew he had been there for some time. Most times they would come to take his blood with injections and then gushed about how fast he healed. And then there was doctor Hemmingway, his kidnapper. Whenever the man spoke up, November could tell it was him because he had a quiet voice and was soft-spoken that one wouldn't take him as a crazed scientist. November wondered how long he would stay locked in there. A lot of things were happening that needed his attention, yet he couldn't attend to them because he was; Blind and couldn't use his eyes to control things.Chained to the floor and was unable to make use of his hands. Even his super-strength seemed to have been suppressed by something.Macey needed him.His mom and sister needed him.The death of Timothee Mayfield and Prosecutor Adams couldn't be in vain.Jane had di
Sherrif Brightside and his cops were surrounding the giant, Bradley Norman, with their guns pointed at him. He had been ambushed halfway toward his apartment because they thought it was he who kidnapped November this entire time."You have two options if you don't want us to shoot you," Began Sheriff Brightside who was squinting under the sun, his index finger on the trigger, "release the boy, switch back to your human form and hand yourself over."It was comical to Bradley, how sheriff Brightside had spoken to him as if he was the same height as them. When he could crush all the cops to mush with his feet. They were so small compared to him, even some of the cops seemed to be fright-driven but they were trying to seem brave because of their leader.Bradley Norman wasn't willing to listen to Sheriff Brightside or explain anything to him. And if it weren't for November tied to his back, he would have broken out into a fight with them. Sebastian and Styles were still a mile far away from
Note: This Chapter has over 3,000 words (excluding this note) for a reason. I was sick and had to update just 100 words, and posted chapter 71 the next day. Then I came back to rewrite this chapter. I had so much to unravel and I couldn't split it into two parts because there's chapter 71 already. This chapter consists of Macey, November, Chase, and even Harriet Calhoun's scenes separately.__________Macey woke up and found herself at the hospital with a breathing tube in her mouth. She was currently on a drip and it seemed as though her body was snatched and then patched up because of the pain she felt. She had a flashback of the previous evening and then she could remember everything. The unknown men who showed up and shot at them. And then a clueless Quentin who she saved from sustaining bullets and received the bullets instead."Macey, you're awake!" Yelled Quentin from where he was and he rushed to her side with excitement, "Christ, I wasn't expecting you to wake up by this time
"November?" Macey called his name with uncertainty and then he approached her bed with a small, sad smile on his face. He felt guilty that he was blind and unable to help her when she got shot. She had been in pain for the past twenty-four hours."My god, it is you!" She exclaimed with glee and then paused to wince in pain. Shouting wasn't required in her condition because it felt as though her bruises were expanding."Sorry, Mace." November sat beside her bed and put his hand on her shoulder. It still felt surreal to him that he could see, after staying for over one day as a blind person.So much had happened within two days and he wouldn't worry her with the details of how he was kidnapped, locked up, and had his blood extracted by Doctor Hemmingway. He wouldn't have been there if it weren't for Styles, Sebastian, and surprisingly Bradley Norman, the giant whom her father despised.November wrapped Macey into a light hug and she completed the hug with her hand on his back."I'm so
November and his friends had impersonated women once more, except Macey. This time they had used their savings to get clothes because they couldn't arrive at the museum as just teens. It was stated that the section which had the super suit was restricted and only +18 could go in to have a look. Top men and women in Indianapolis were interested in taking a look at this super suit and the Museum's manager had said the price of the super suit was undisclosed. They had intentions of selling it for millions of dollars.Sebastian had sneaked them into his room through his window to make use of his aunt's makeup. It was a stressful evening for both boys, having their stubble get shaved off with Macey slapping different powders to their faces and applying lip gloss on their lips so they could look feminine. Afterward, they dressed up in gowns, wore wigs over their heads, and put on heels."This is the worst evening of my life, dressing up to get back a super suit," it was Sebastian, trying as