Letting Go

After being brutally abused by her father and outcasted by her classmates, seventeen year old Keller Alvidas is glad and even relieved to spend her last year at Edge-of-The-World, the sleepy small town she grew up in. Everything changes when the Gabriels, a group of orphaned teenage boys arrives. They break all her rules about meeting new people but they too have secrets and when the truth comes out Keller has to decide wether to let go and save herself or to continue to be dragged through everything she wanted to run away from, all for one chance she might never get.


6. Hype

 Keller's P.O.V

One more word,I think excitedly, and I'm done! I've  been here for hours. I close my science textbook and I could almost jump in the air with how happy I am. It's 11:30pm and  I look around the room and I realize that I'm the only one there. My smile grows wide. Before I lose my nerve I jump up and dance until I'm tired. I blast my music and dance with joy. I'm done my work, I echo through my head, I can sleep tonight!

"What in the world are you doing?" someone behind me asks.

"Oh,gosh, " I scream. I turn my head and see two people snickering behind my back My heart nearly stopped beating. I recognise Al and Ian,the other new kids, and they stare at me with faces that suggest held back laughter. I narrow my eyes and get in defence mode.

"Nothing, what are you doing?" I say slowly lifting a brow. They look at each other and frown.

"We're just checking up on our friend, James. Have you seen him?" the shorter one Al asks.

I shake my head, "I didn't notice him leave if that's what you're asking but he was here before."

" Okay well, maybe we should check the washrooms, thanks for the help," Ian says awkwardly as they walk back towards the restrooms.

Just grab your bag and walk away ,I think to myself, just walk away. I walk out the door and wrap my jacket more securely around my body. Man, it was cold outside. I see my breath billow out into the air and wonder if maybe I should get a warmer jacket. I wander down the various streets until I see the front door of the orphanage about a block down. I see one more cloud of my breath before a cold hand covers my mouth entirely. Fear grips me making my blood run cold. I try screaming but the cold hand muffles my screams to  high-pitched moans and my kicks do not make contact. He's dragging me backwards and he slips, giving me the oppurtunity to fight back. I bite one of his exposed fingers until I taste blood and he lets go.

"Ow, what was that for?" the voice says. The person's young, about my age and most likely from school. Something in my chest lifts and I feel a little bit relived, at least it's not some thirty year old freak. I know I can take him down.

"Really, that's the question you want to ask?" I say furiously. I walk over to where he's craddling his hand and I look at him in disgust. I almost get abducted and he's practically crying over a little bite. I ball my fist and punch him in the face. My fist screams in pain but it's rewarding once I see the person lose their balance and walk wobbly. I run away while they're still dazed but he still manages catches the back of my coat and pulls me towards him. We're face to face and that's the first time I notice his eyes. The exact colour and shape of someone I know.

"Josh," I whisper disbelievingly. He quickly pulls his cap down to cover his face but I'm too quick. I grab it off his head and it becomes clear why he bothered to talk to me today.

"You cad," I say as if in wonder.

"Hey, guys! A little help here!" he shouts nervously. I hear footsteps get louder and I decide to take my chance while he's distracted. I use my free leg to kick him in his 'areas' and  in the stomach. The force makes him let go of my hands and I punch him once more on the jawline while he's still on the ground. A line of blood coats my knuckles. I turn around to see two more guys around my age and one of them ties something around my mouth while the other one holds my hands and feet down. I start to panic, I was so close to getting away.

"Now hold still while we tie your feet okay," one of them says in my ear. Their warm breath sickens me. The hard gravel grinds into my face as he tries to tie my feet together securely. Isquirm and wiggle around but in the end they managed to tie my feet. They walk away to check on Josh, who is still on the ground, thank goodness. I just wish I could have kicked him harder.

I twist and shuffle until I'm in a sitting postion and I notice something that's probably what's going to get me out of here. My thick gloves are much thicker than my acutal wrists and if I can pull my gloves off I might be able to set my hands free and then my feet. I set my hands between my knees and I manage to pry my hands out of gloves. Just like I thought, they tied my hands according to the thickness of my gloves and not my actual wrists. I untie the rope around my feet and then my mouth when Josh is finally able to stand up. They look over my way and I immediately give chase.

My heart pounds in my chest so fast that I'm sure it has stop beating altogether. So close, I think while reaching the front door.

"Not so fast," Josh screams behind me. Grufff hands grab my waist and yank me back. I scream until my throat hurts. Josh brings me face to face and grabs my neck. This is too similar, too similar, I think over and over again.Suddenly, Josh's grey eyes seem to be brown like my own and his features start to look like my father's. Just like four years ago when I was thirteen and my father did the same thing to me. Something new and dangerous enters my veins as I remember that day.

"No,no,no,no,no,NO!" I scream. My hands claw at his face and he lets go. Blood runs down both sides of his face but  I can't seem to stop and I round on his masked friends. They try to do the same thing as last time and tie my hands but I'm ready for them. I aim for the knees knowing that the pain would be excruciating. One of them collapses to the ground after two of my kicks but his friend tackles me to the ground. The world spins as stars burst into my vision and my head hits the concrete and I start to feel faint. I was just about to give up when a hand pulls me up and then sits me down near the door in the orphanage, they probably knew that I couldn't walk on. It's one of the Gabriels, one of the five Gabriels. The other four are chasing Josh and the others away. I've never been so thankful in my life.

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