Daphne was sleeping, while Zoey made some coffee for herself. She opened the cupboard to get the coffee, but when she opened it something fell out of it, hit her on her left eyebrow and landed on the kitchen floor.
“Damn it” Zoey muttered. She cowered and picked up the book. “Strange place to hide a book”
She walked to the kitchen table and put the book on it. Then she walked back to the cupboard and took out the coffee. She walked to the coffee machine and put the coffee in the filter.
While the water was running through she walked back to the table. She sat on a chair and opened the book.
“The Lake by Daphne Allen” Zoey read. She read everything. It told about the close bond between Martin and Daphne. It told about Martin’s accident, how Daphne was supposed to keep an eye on him, but she failed. She had fallen asleep while Martin was at the lake. When Zoey woke Daphne up Martin was already dead. After that Daphne went on a bender, until Zoey brought her to a rehab.
The last thing Daphne had written was: “I met a nice man today. He reminds me of Martin. I feel like God is giving me a second chance”
Zoey closed the book. She took a deep breath and let the air slowly escape.
“Jesus, Daphne” she whistled admiring.
“Damn it” Zoey muttered. She cowered and picked up the book. “Strange place to hide a book”
She walked to the kitchen table and put the book on it. Then she walked back to the cupboard and took out the coffee. She walked to the coffee machine and put the coffee in the filter.
While the water was running through she walked back to the table. She sat on a chair and opened the book.
“The Lake by Daphne Allen” Zoey read. She read everything. It told about the close bond between Martin and Daphne. It told about Martin’s accident, how Daphne was supposed to keep an eye on him, but she failed. She had fallen asleep while Martin was at the lake. When Zoey woke Daphne up Martin was already dead. After that Daphne went on a bender, until Zoey brought her to a rehab.
The last thing Daphne had written was: “I met a nice man today. He reminds me of Martin. I feel like God is giving me a second chance”
Zoey closed the book. She took a deep breath and let the air slowly escape.
“Jesus, Daphne” she whistled admiring.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the grass on the hill started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the grass away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t move it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the wall which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t move it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the wall which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had lost his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few seconds after each step.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right next to Damon’s ear.
“What are you doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right next to Damon’s ear.
“What are you doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.