A bite at the cherry episode 7 – 8
⚜️⚜️ A BITE AT THE CHERRY. ⚜️⚜️
{ BlackBurn Academy: Blood Thirst }
Written ✍️: Cisca. H.
CHAPTER SEVEN:
“Did you see the principal?” Flo asked me as soon as we entered the school library.
“Yeah, Miss Martin sent me there.”
“What for?”
“Some student’s files, she wanted me to submit them to him. ”
” So, how is he? Tall, handsome, cute… ”
” He’s cool, ” I said, cutting her short. ” Very cool. ”
” Just cool? That’s all? C’mon Elise, don’t tell me you just submitted the files and walked out just like that. ”
” Honestly, that’s what I did. “I studied her, ” Are you in love with him? ”
” Crushing.”
“Just crushing?”
“Yes, Elise, I’m crushing on the new principal. How else do you want me to explain that to you? You’ve got Daniel, Lora’s got Dionne, do I have to be the odd one around? ”
” But he’s the principal. ”
” Who cares if he’s the principal or not, ” she said as we both sat on one of the chairs beside the window. “I’m going after him.”
“Well, good luck with that.”
I looked outside the window, staring down at the school garden.
They’re lot of things you just don’t know about Bay Hills. It’s a large school and you can’t get enough of it’s surrounding.
No matter how long you’ve stayed, you still can’t find out some part of it’s accomodations.
It’s the largest school in the state, just as I’ve heard.
“You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?” Flo asked.
“Who? Me? Why would I ever think of that? ” I scoffed.
” Then what are you thinking about? ” I would have said nothing because I’m a pretty good liar but, I ended up telling her the truth.
” It’s about Dionne.”
“Wait, he asked you out?”
“No, he didn’t. It’s nothing close to that either. ”
” Then what is it? ”
” He acted weird, lately. ”
” Dionne is always weird. That’s his character. ”
” No. No. You don’t understand the weird I’m talking about.”
” You mean the weird-weird? ”
” Yes, the weird-weird. While I was going to the principal’s office, we met. When I told him that the files was for the principal, he started acting strange like, he doesn’t want me to go there. He desperately wanted to go there himself out because I had to tell him that Miss Martin was gonna have me dead. And that’s the truth. ”
” Well, that’s really weird and sweet of him. I guess his only trying to play concern. Every guy does that for their girlfriends. ”
” I’m not his girlfriend. ”
” At least you’re his crush. ”
” Floris. ”
” What? We both know I’m not lying, Dionne loves you more than he does love Lora. Look, he’s only fooling around her because he doesn’t wanna hurt her feelings. But, if feelings were a book, there’s no love for Lora in there. ”
” You know what, just forget it. ”
” Well, I already have. ”
Urgh…
I can’t believe Flo could be this annoying, yet she doesn’t look concerned for annoying me.
Instead, she bite on her fingers, she would smile at me each time our gaze met.
That’s still annoying, you know.
Somehow, I think she’s right. The way Dionne looks at me, the smiles and the often time he winked at me, since I’ve seen him with Lora he hasn’t given that to her.
Not that I have feelings for him, I guess he’s the one having the rom-ntic feelings for me.
And even if I could fall for that, I just can’t.
He’s with Lora, the two deserve each other.
The thought of the weird name in the principal’s office pushed the thought about Dionne away.
I still can’t believe a goddamn beauty like that could bear a crazy name like that.
I mean, in the American history, that name never existed.
Is he an Asian, an European, an African or even an Australian?
Where the heck does that name come from?
“When I was in the principal’s office,” I started, breaking the awkward silence. “I saw his name, they are the craziest name I’ve ever seen. ”
” What’s this crazy name? ” she asked in-between a chuckle.
” It says; N. O. M. É. D. SACROD. Yes, Noméd Sacrod.”
Flo laughed for a while then hummed.” That’s the weirdest name I ever heard.”
“Do you know what that means?”
“No, how would I know what a crazy name means. Maybe you should ask him, perhaps, he owns the name not me. ”
” Do you always have to be this annoying all the time?”
“Excuse me, how on earth do you expect me to know that? Like I’m some kind of name interpreter? You must be kidding me. ”
” At least I was expecting more of ‘I don’t know’ that’s all. ”
” Okay, fine. I don’t know. ”
” Hey bitches. ” Lora waved at us as she approached our side. ” Am I missing something? ”
” Yeah, the craziest name in the world. ”
” What crazy name are you t…”
” Where is Dionne? ” I asked, changing the topic.
” He’s with his friends at the field. They’re practicing for the next match. ”
” Do you always have to hang around with him all the time?” Flo asked, and thankfully changing the topic was actually working.
“Yes, or else those bitches will take him away from me.”
“You don’t trust him?”
“Not that I don’t trust him, I just don’t trust those bitches. ”
When Dionne and I met earlier, he was giving me this looks that got thinking, or would I rather say… scared.
He’s got this sed-ctive, cool looks every guy would give to a girl and also those scary ones scary enough to chase a cat away.
But they’re much of a scary movie looks to me.
In my always-busy brain, I tried to comprehend what those looks mean, instead I keep getting the same crazy answers.
“Elise, you’re staring at a horror movie master. ”
Can you even imagine??
Twice we’ve seen today and his face wore the same study looks.
And now I’m seeing him again, those looks has turned to be the sweetest thing to see.
Maybe, I’m just overthinking the wh0le thing. Guess my always-busy brain needs some rest.
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I’ve never done this before but… Lemme drop a hint of the next chapter.
I blinked my eyes open and the first thing I saw was myself at the middle of my classroom.
My both hands were stained in bloods.
Everywhere, and when I say everywhere, I meant the entire school was covered in bloods.
Bodies laid like rags and I was the only one alive.
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⚜️⚜️ A BITE AT THE CHERRY. ⚜️⚜️
{ BlackBurn Academy: Blood Thirst }
Written ✍️: Cisca. H.
CHAPTER EIGHT:
I was driven by sleep the moment I fell on the bed, and every happenings were unknown to me.
I blinked my eyes open and the first thing I saw was myself at the middle of my classroom, my both hands were stained in bloods.
Everywhere, and when I say everywhere, I meant the entire school was covered in bloods.
Bodies laid like rags on the floor and only myself was alive.
I heard a thin voice coming from the other class.
I quickly ran to the class, only to find Flo struggling for her life.
Her hands were on her wa-ist, apparently were she was scratched.
I fell beside her body, holding her and assuring her that everything was gonna be alright.
Even though I know nothing was.
She was vomiting out blood from her mouth, her voice pleading for help.
My help.
But what can I do??
“E… Elise.. help me?”
“Stop talking or it gets worst. We need to find help, hold on ,I’ll go call help. ”
She grabbed my hand, shooking her head.” There’s.. no need. I’m g… gonna die. You must save yourself. ”
” Save myself from what? What are you talking about? Who did this to you? ”
” R.. run, Elise, run away for your life. It’s still out there, it’s gonna come for you.”
I was trying as much as I can to understand what she was talking about but the wh0le thing was getting more complicated.
“I’m not going anywhere.” I refused, “Where is Lora? What really happened here? ”
Her grip became more tighter on my hand, “This is not the time to ask questions,” she coughed. “Lora is…”She passed out.
” Flo? Flo? “I called but her not answering got me scared. I’ve never watched someone die, never seen a dead corpse before.
Staring at one now, at my friend’s dead body was something I can’t explain how it felt.
She was gone.
Dead by something still out there.
Tears rolled out of my eyes like stream as I hugged her helpless body to myself.
I dropped her body gently to the ground as I went in search for Lora.
I called Lora’s name hundreds of times, yet I heard the echo of my voice repeating after me.
“Lora?”
“Please, don’t. Please, I beg you, don’t kill me.” Said a familiar voice from afar.
I traced the direction where the voice came from.
My wh0le body freezed the moment I saw the least thing I ever wanted to see.
My nightmare..
No, not again… Not again.
Lora was crawling away from him, still pleading while he kept on coming closer.
Even at broad daylight I couldn’t get a clear view of what this figure looked like.
As of every step he took, the sun followed him.
This time I saw my body betraying me.
I couldn’t do a thing but to watch as this figure grabbed Lora by the neck, strangling her.
The only thing that could escape my l-ips was a gasp of “Lora.”
I watched as he crossed his fangs across her throat, letting her fall like a helpless ody.
Another gasp of her name left my mouth.
I fell to my feet, scre-ming her name with the last strength I had.
I watched Flo die, now I’m watching Lora die too?
I couldn’t pull myself up and there wasn’t any point doing so.
What have I to do in this lonely and painful world?
Nothing…
It was as good as dead, like you’re all alone in you goddamn imagination.
Just the actual place I am now.
I let him grab me, holding my neck tight.
I chocked, but each second he finds fun in the way he strangles me.
I shut my eyes close, praying earnestly that I would leave this world.
I’m so f*cking tired. Damn tired of all this things.
My eyes slowly open as I stared around my room.
“Wake up sleepy head, it’s morning already.” Mom said from the other side.
I let out a sigh of relief. Somehow, I was happy everything was just a dream.
Somehow, I wished I was dead.
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“You look as good as… What’s going on with you Elise? You don’t look okay today. ”
I rubbed the back of my neck, yawning.
” Had a sleepless night? ”
I nodded.
“You should probably take a med for that. You look dull today. Maybe you should visit the nurse and explain the wh0le thing to her. ”
I understand how concerned she is but there’s no taking drug to my case.
I’m f*cking having a crazy nightmare and remembering how I watched her die made me cry.
I didn’t notice I was crying until she touched my cheeks.
“Is that tears?” She asked with a frown.
I wiped the tears off my cheeks with the back of my palms, faking a smile at her.
“No, it’s tears of joy.”
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To Be Continued…