Secrets and Lies

Casey is a teenager with an amazing will to succeed. She is an incredible runner and is determined to enter a marathon. However it is not that easy. Her world is upturned as her friend's life begins to break down and only Casey can help, Casey is madly in love with a man she thinks will never want her and a sad turn of events results in a huge blow. But Casey is still determined to follow her dream...


1. Prologue


9th February 2014

Two sliver blades sharper than bats hearing were pulled out by a monster of man; they made a loud slashing noise as he sliced them through the air threatening us with his stupidity and stubbornness. His face like a pug with deep beady eyes darker than the night which we stood in. One jab was all it took. I was crouching, cowering in the corner of the alley; scared out of my wits.

One decision, that’s all this man wanted. “Cole, I will ask you just once more. Your girlfriend or her sister?” he demanded, with the air of fear about him. Cole took a step forwards trying to protect both of us, but what was the point? No matter what he said, he would always choose his girlfriend over me, whatever. Nyx had chosen well.

But I couldn’t believe this was happening to me, after everything I had worked for. I didn’t want to die now. Cole tried to make himself heard over the wailing wind; he bellowed back “Can’t we just settle this in another way? Please, I will get your money, I promise! Just let me go to the bank an-”                                                                                                                                               

   “I can’t wait that long!” The man protested. “You have had 10 months, what did you expect? What did you think I was going to do, let you get away with it? By the time the police find you I will be gone and one will be dead. So make your decision or I will!”  He clenched his fists; his knives in his huge white hands ready to kill. Bruno’s face flashed in front of my eyes, I was never going to see him again. And that would be worse than hell.

Any moment now, I would be dead. Was I frightened? I was terrified, so petrified that I couldn’t move; I was frozen in intense fear, my heart racing faster than Bolt’s record.  He came closer, so close that the stench of weed and brandy suffocated me and I could sense his ragged breaths, each one tearing me apart bit by bit. Just do it now, do it now, do it now! The dense atmosphere of anticipation and panic was making black spots appear in my vision; I didn’t want to be there any longer.

Without warning, there was a sudden thundering ear-piercing sound of sirens; policemen were sprinting towards us yelling and shooting at him. Now terror sprung into his eyes, and he dropped a knife on my foot. Never had I been in so much agony before, I screamed as pain shot through me like electric volts; the light danced before my eyes as darkness closed in on me.

He fled as fast as he could; his inky silhouette escaping from the police. Most coppers ran after him, but some stayed with us. They kept nattering and nattering, talking urgently but I wasn’t taking in anything they were saying. Just before I blacked out completely, I saw my sister lying next to me, as white as summer clouds with a deep crimson stain on her stomach...

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