Chapter 6

"I know for a fact that it is expensive and you don't get so much money but you still went out of your way to get it for me" his shoulders slump,

"Cody it doesn't matter to me. What matters to me is the smile on your face and right now I don't seem to see it" I lift up his chin and a smile spreads across his face,

"Thanks Eris, you always seem to understand" he embraces me and I return the gesture, "I'll treasure this" he looks at his green lantern and a tear forms in his eye,

"No crying okay. And don't let Tiffany take your chocolates"

"She wishes! She can sell her whole collection of nail polishes if she wants but she ain't getting one!" I laugh as he forms a defensive character for his chocolates, holding them close like a hen holds her chicks.

"Make sure you go to bed early" I open the door, "oh and it wouldn't hurt to show it off to your friends when they come over" I whisper that last part and wink at him before shutting the door.

"Best sis ever"

I slither back into my room and get myself comfortable, grab a Mars and read my book.

After two hours I hear a familiar rev and see lights outside my window, "dad must be back" I yawn and stretch out my poor legs. I look at my wall clock and it reads 10:30pm, I give out another yawn and get ready for bed.

The book?

It talks about mystical creatures that once existed with the human race. Elves, were wolves, vampires, witches and wizards, ogres, Cyclops, fairies, angels and many more. It binds it into one story of how life was before they went into hiding away from humans after a dispute. It's rather interesting and I see why Mrs Brown is so excited about it.

I slip into my birth attire and throw the covers around me. I give the world another yawn, put off the lights and head to dreamland.

I can finally rest now.

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"Someone help me!!!" I struggle to free myself, my limbs shackled and I am forgotten in a dark dungeon, "what did I do to deserve this?" I lose my strength and break down in tears.

I look down to my almost bare body that is covered in cuts and blood and my throat stings with every breath I take. Was I going to die?

I hear footsteps and I raise my head to see a man with white wings. An angel.

"Please help me, I didn't do anything wrong please!" I beg, my eyes bleeding tears filled with so much hopelessness.

The feelings in them turn to fear as I see him raise a spear over his head. My eyes widen in shock, fear and pain as I feel the spear penetrate my chest with my blood spilling on him.

I jolt up from my nightmare with sweat all over my bare body. My breathing is unstable and I try to piece together what the dream was and why I had it.

It was the same man who was chasing me in the other dream that led to my demise in this one. Why was this happening?

I fall back to my sheets in confusion and fear. I grab my phone and the time reads 3:00am, I drop it back and look to my ceiling,

"Why all these nightmares?" I say to myself obviously tired and frustrated, I say a short prayer to God asking for peaceful sleep. I open the window to allow the chilly night breeze on my skin and fall back to my pillow.

My body relaxes and I gently close my eyes to sleep.

"Eris. Eris! Eris!!"

I moan in my sleep ignoring the voice that was calling me repeatedly, I smile dumbly in my sleep enjoying the pleasure filled dream I was having.

If you know, you know.

"The fuck!!!" I hold my boobs defensively as I give Tiffany a death glare, "what the fuck were you doing with my tits!!!"

"They look fake" she nonchalantly brushes off trying to defend herself,

"Well they're real! If you want bigger melons go do surgery and leave mine the fuck alone!!" I scream and throw my phone at her which hits her and drops to the ground,

"Whatever bitch! You should be happy I woke you up who knows if you would've died in your sleep!!!" She storms out and slams the door behind her.

I run my fingers in my hair as her words make me remember the nightmare, I shake it off and pick my phone checking the time,

"6:30am" I still have time, I get out of bed and scoff at the door. Pedophile.

I come out of the bathroom after 15 minutes and pick some ripped black pants with a red long sleeve shirt.

"Rather fitting" I say as I brush my tresses. My hair drops a little below my shoulder but when straightened out reaches the middle of my back. I look presentable. Then I notice my chapped lips and I give them a disappointing look, I put on some strawberry Chapstick and spray some 'not so cheap, not so expensive' perfume I bought a while back. I was ready to go.

I rush downstairs, greet my parents and peck Cody and Tyler, I eye Tiffany and try to fix my usual glass of morning milk.

"Eris, why did you throw your phone at Tiffany?" My mom questions while I gulp down my milk,

"She was molesting me!!"

"No I wasn't!!"

I give her an angry glare but the milk mustache made me look silly, Cody and Tyler were laughing at me.

"What?" I look at them with a puzzled expression and Cody points to my upper lip. I look at my phone's screen and see my white mustache, I laugh at myself and wipe it off,

"That doesn't mean you have to throw your phone at her. She could've been hurt" dad supports her,

"And me?"

"Tiffany didn't have any bad motives. Your reaction was uncalled for" mom bites into her breakfast after the statement.

I roll my eyes and put together a sandwich with ham, butter, lettuce, tomatoes and a slice of pickle in between. I put it in a Ziploc bag and pour my pineapple juice in a bottle, I kiss my little brothers and head out the door.

I stuff my breakfast in my bag and head for Debbie's house. I see her going in the direction of my house not long, she does an about turn and we stride together to school.

"You're looking red hot today and early, who's the lucky guy?" She grins from ear to ear and I burst out laughing,

"There's no one. And breakfast is in my bag, that's why I'm early" her grin falls,

"Oh I see. Why didn't you have breakfast at home?" She's a bit concerned now. Debbie knows about all the shit that happens at home and how my family's like. She always tells me that her mom wouldn't mind me living with them but I kindly deny her offer every single time.

After explaining what happened to her we reach school,

"Lock your door. Tiffany might be lesbian" she concludes with a stern voice and I burst into laughter, she sounded like a mom.

We enter our classroom and take our usual spots. I bring out breakfast, stick my 'claws' in my sandwich and take a massive bite. Bits and pieces fall from my mouth as I nod in affirmation of how tasty it was.

"Where's mine?" Debbie gives her puppy eyes pointing at my sandwich. I cock my brow and sigh shoving it in her mouth which surprises her, "it's really tasty. You should start cooking for me" she teases me,

"Is that your excuse to get me to live with you?" I give her a cocked brow, she responds with puppy eyes and I laugh, "forget it"

"Aww" she pouts. She checks her watch, "we still have about fifteen minutes before maths class. Say have you made plans to buy the new literature? I asked my dad to get it for me while coming back from home. He said he went to every book shop in the neighbourhood but couldn't find it. That's why he came home very late last night" she searches her bag for her phone and my eyes slowly dart to the window as I try to pretend I didn't hear what she said.

I munch loudly on my sandwich focusing on literally anything else,

"Eris?"

"Yes?" My eyes dart back to her,

"Were you trying to ignore me?"

"Um" I give my best smile with a full mouth then sigh in defeat, "actually" I swallow, "Mrs Brown got me a copy" I give a nervous smile,

"Was that so hard to say?" She gives a deadpan expression,

"I didn't know how you would react" i say in defeat,

"Oh Eris you've known me for years now I ain't no Lilac" I choke on my laugh, "besides I actually told my dad to get two copies but since you have one it's cool. I'll send him a text to only get one" she fiddles with her phone.

Debbie is always so thoughtful. I wish I could do something nice for her. It hit me. A mental lightbulb right on my head. I'll do some research and talk to Mrs Brown about it, she would be excited about it to.

Hitting two birds with one stone. Smooth Eris, smooth.

"Morning mosquito"

My eyes roll to the side,

"What do you want from me now?" I ask Lilac, the damn girl couldn't leave me alone for a day.

"If this is your breakfast then I wonder how your dinner most look like" she smirks at me. I notice two girls beside her with pink hair and similar features. They're twins and they're new.

"Here try it!" I shove the half eaten sandwich towards her, "it's actually tastier than anything you can ever make!" My sarcastic enthusiasm makes Debbie laugh,

"Sorry, I don't eat things this cheap" she chides and her 'followers' snap their fingers and move their heads in an awkward manner which freaks me out. I thought that only happens in cartoons.

"Come on Lilac!" I say in a sing-song manner, "meat is good for the brain!" I wave the sandwich at her and I hear someone chuckle. My head turns to a boy who is hiding his smile with his hand,

"Come on Lilac just leave her alone" Daylon says still holding his laugh, I feel a strange aura overcome me as he stares towards our direction.

Lilac and her guinea pigs leave and I scoff at her, I look at Daylon and he flashes a smile at me. It hits me and I feel my heart thump,

"Looks like someone's rooting for you" Debbie whispers with a smug grin and playful eyes, I give an eye roll,

"Don't start this" I finish up my breakfast just when Mr Brown, our maths teacher comes in.

He gives the class a small smile, "morning guys. You ready for maths?" Most students groan but Debbie is excited.

Mr Brown is a tall man with a very masculine build. He has jet black hair, a moderate nose and dazzlingly sea blue eyes. He's on a plain white top and blue jeans today which shows his rigid body.

He's the best maths teacher anyone could ask for. Most students are just lazy.

I bring out my pen and jotter and nod my head, maths is always fun. He makes it fun with jokes and puns only Debbie and I laugh at. I really don't know why no one understands his sense of humour. Probably one of the new kids will find him funny.

He's a maths and science enthusiast and he sometimes doesn't understand why some students like Arts way more than maths. I remember the time he got into a heated argument with Mrs Brown and they didn't speak to each other through out the day but they made up after school hours.

I know because I saw them kissing. Let's keep that a secret.