FOUR DAYS LATER

Harlow

So far, there has been no news or a single word from my sister, and I’m out of descenter and had used the last of my spray last night.

Mrs. Yates was nervous when she picked me up from my room. She hardly spoke to me, and was tense as we walked to the auction house. I did my make-up the same way my sister occasionally did hers.

“You never know; your test scores could be as high as your sisters’,” she chimed happily as we reached the doors leading in.

‘Oh, they will be high, alright, because I am the sister.’ I thought dryly.

“Have you heard anything from Harlow?” I asked, curiosity lacing my voice.

Mrs. Yates became even more nervous, but she remained silent and gave a swift shake of her head.

After they ran their tests and took blood, I waited in the same foyer of the auction house. Sat in the same hard blue chairs, only this time Zara wasn’t with me holding my hand, this time I was completely alone.

Yet when Mrs. Yates came in, overly excited and bubbly, confusion crossed my features surely I didn’t test even higher. I tried to be upbeat as I knew Zara would be.

“What’s the verdict?” I asked, pretending to be excited.

“Perfect, eighty-seven percent, just like Harlow,” she announced, though I didn’t miss the way her lip quivered at mentioning my name.

started pounding against my ribcage. “Mrs. Yates?” I

greedy eyes took in the numbers printed on the pages before a

two in a row! Oh, those Obsidians will jump on this one too. I’ll

off in his flashy suit. I bet it was bought for the money they got from the previous

I stammered as I stared

couldn’t take his knot, and he tried to force it. Harlow bled out,” Mrs. Yates admitted, staring down at her feet. I wish she felt ashamed of

couldn’t breathe. Something deep inside me shattered

as I collapsed on the floor. For days, I wondered, yet heard nothing. I figured

wave of pain tore through me and stole the air from my lungs. I killed her; I killed my twin. She died

black, and I welcomed the darkness. Anything to stop the pain, I was sure,

I tried to sit up, yet the handcuffs on my wrist

thousand, we need to celebrate,” Mr. Black

the side, and instinctively I looked for Zara before it dawned on me with ice-cold tendrils piercing my soul all

pointed to the screen over on the doctor’s desk. As if that would somehow make

is what she believed I cared for? Tears streamed down my cheeks and I shook my

about Harlow,” she whispered,

we still had two weeks. I bloomed bloody early while still under the facility’s care. Two more weeks, and we could’ve signed ourselves out and paid off the debt and found our own packs! Zara always intended to stay, but I knew I could talk her into leaving, yet instead, I did this to her. I

my body, and days slipped by. Mr. Black kept me sedated and

at the ceiling when I felt the jab to my ass that had my gaze pulled away from its standoff

see the doctor pull my pants over my hip when

she isn’t Zara!” Mr. Black screamed, bursting

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