Chapter 155 History Repeats Itself
Chapter 155 History Repeats Itself
TESSA
It was the last day before Winter break, and Ellana decided to go to school with me today.
She was pacing a little, nervous, and I could tell why. Today, she promised she was going to tell Rowan about her mate. She didn’t want to keep it hidden anymore.
I was nervous, too.
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Zaria had come home yesterday, her last day at Elite coming before us, and the house had been heavier ever since. When she stepped into the living room that morning, her presence made me feel smaller than before.
“What’s taking you so long?” Zaria asked, leaning against the doorway, her arms crossed. Her gaze flicked between me and Ellana.
“You got close?” Her words were clipped. “I told you, Ellana. You shouldn’t indulge Tessa. She likes attention.”
I bit my lip. I was happier when she wasn’t here.
Ellana glanced at me for a second. Then, she pressed her lips together. “We’re friends, Zaria,” she said.
“And… we’re going to school together. Rowan’s driving us.”
Zaria turned to glare at me for a moment before leaving the room.
Ellana leaned close to me and whispered. “I’ll talk to him after class. I’ll text you about what happened.
I nodded, still nervous but a little bit relieved.
With that, we made our way out of the house.
As promised, Rowan picked us up. I slid into the back. I watched them quietly. Rowan gave me a nod, and I bowed my head in response.
I sat there, listening to their silence.
They didn’t kiss.
It had been a while since they last did, and even though I wasn’t supposed to notice, I did.
I lowered my gaze to the window, focusing on the passing streets. The ride felt longer than it should have.
When we got to the school, they went to their class together, and I walked off to mine. I tried to distract myself, keeping busy with notes/letting the clock run through the hours.
But during the break, my phone buzzed.
It was Ellana.
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A text.
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I frowned. Wait. That fast? I thought she was going to talk
My heart thudded harder as I finally opened her text.
Ellana: I need your help. I really do, please.
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him after our classes ended.
Something about the urgency in her words made me freeze.
I pushed my chair back, standing before I even thought twice.
My fingers flew across the screen.
Tessa: Where are you?
Her reply was immediate.
Ellana: Gate, please. Make it fast.
My pulse quickened.
My legs were already moving before my mind caught up.
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I saw her a little bit further from the gate, where no one was occupying the space. I jogged to where she was and stared at her hands. They were trembling, her knuckles white as she clutched the fabric of h
sweater.
My voice broke out of me before I could stop it.
“Where’s Rowan?” I asked quickly. Usually, he would be the one to help her during these matters. “Why aren’t you calling him?”
Her head shook violently, strands of her hair falling over her face. “No. I need your help. Only your help.”
Then, her fingers wrapped around mine. They were cold and clammy.
“Dustin was involved in an accident,” she whispered. “He needs me there. Please, drive me to the East.”
My breath caught. “What?” I nearly shouted, my voice sharper than I meant. “Ellana, we could just shift.” It was the obvious choice.
But she shook her head again, more violently this time, her eyes darting as though someone might overhear. “I can’t. It’s risky this morning. They might recognize my wolf because it’s white.”
I bit my lip. She was right–her wolf was impossible to mistake. If anyone saw her, questions would follow. Too many questions.
“For now, I just need your help,” she pressed, her grip tightening on my hand like I was her last anchor. “You’re the only one who knows about Dustin. And you can drive, right?”
My chest tightened. My hands started shaking before I even realized it. Yes, I had driven before–back when Cameron was lazy and tossed me his keys to run errands around the city. But that was… different,
That was controlled.
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And then the memory surged forward–broken glass, the sinell of burning rubber, the way the world hard twisted upside down. My parents‘ cat. My parents‘ screams. The last moment before silence swallowed everything.
“I don’t have a car,” I said, trying to mask my panic.
“Please. Tessa,” Ellana’s voice cracked. “We can use Zaria’s car. I already asked her
1 frowned, confusion cutting through my fear. “Zaria’s car is under repair.”
“It just came in,” she shot back quickly. “Please. Please.” Her eyes glistened, her whole body trembling, “I’ll really tell Rowan after this. I swear. I need to see Dustin for now.”
Her words sank into me. I wanted to argue. I wanted to shake her and demand to know why it had to be me. But she looked so fragile, like a girl torn in two directions and begging me to be the bridge.
I pressed my lips together and nodded.
I didn’t know why I was doing this–maybe because we had gotten close, closer than I ever thought we would. Maybe because Ellana had this gentleness, this kindness, that made me want to believe her. She wasn’t manipulative like Zaria. She was warm. Soft. Almost like a sister.
Yes, that was the reason.
She was more of a sister to me than Zaria ever was.
“Let’s go,” I said finally, forcing strength into my voice that I didn’t feel.
We went back to our house. Zaria was lounging in the living room, her arms crossed.
“Here,” she said flatly, tossing the car keys toward Ellana.
“Where are you going anyway?” she asked, suspicion suddenly in her tone.
“A school errand,” Ellana replied, her voice strained.
Zaria studied her for a second, but then she shrugged and leaned back into the couch. “Well, drive safe.”
Ellana exhaled softly, then glanced at me. I could see the apology hidden in her eyes.
We left quickly, and soon enough I was sliding into the driver’s seat. My palms were damp, my chest tight. The keys rattled in my hand before I managed to fit them into the ignition.
The engine roared to life.
I inhaled deeply, gripping the steering wheel. My heart pounded so hard it almost drowned out the sound of the car.
“You okay?” Ellana asked softly.,
No. Not even close. But I forced myself to nod.
“Yeah,” I whispered.
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The would blurred past the windows, trees and houses rushing by Ellana sat quietly beside me, her hands clasped tight on her lap, her face pale
The tension was a living thing inside the car, pressing against us. Neither of one spoke for long minets silence stretching thin.
We were getting nearer and nearer the borders when suddenly, just as I was about to press down on the brake as we approached the curve, they stopped working.
The pedal sank under my foot like dead weight.
“It’s not working.” I muttered.
Ellana turned to me with wide eyes. “Huh? Tessa?”
The speed picked up. “We’re going too fast,” she said. “I know I said we have to make it fast, but we need to be safe.”
My foot hammered the brake again, harder this time. It didn’t catch. The car kept moving, the road rushing faster.
“Tessa!” she exclaimed.
I turned to her as we approached another curve, one that led to the cliff. “The brakes are not working. Ellana. We need to jump,” I tried to say despite my raging nervousness.
“What?” she screamed.
“Ellana, please!” I exclaimed loudly.
Her hands flew to her mouth, her eyes wide with horror.
And before we could do anything else, I felt the familiar jolt of the car, bringing me back to the past when the same thing happened.
