Chapter 33 – Stuck
A WEEK LATER
–LIA’S POV–
“Miss Snow!”
I snapped out of my chain of thoughts, like I’d been woken from a dream. Immediately, I stood up from my seat, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. My heart pounded in my chest, as the classroom filled with amused snickers.
“Where are you?” Mrs. Dylon asked, staring at me with utter exasperation on her face.
I blinked. “Right here, Ma’am,” I muttered, frowning.
“No, you’re not,” she said. “Physically, yes. Mentally, you’re elsewhere. Would you like to tell us what land your mind had drifted off to?” She gestured with her hand.
I lowered my gaze, scratching my nose. “I’m sorry. I just… I need to use the washroom.”
My classmates laughed louder.
“Shut up!” Blake yelled, making me flinch.
Silence followed. Then Mrs. Dylon cleared her throat loudly.
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“You may go to the washroom, Miss Snow. And Mr. Walker, you may accompany her. Both of you, do not return to this classroom.”
The heat of tears filled my eyes, and I picked up my things, walking out. Blake followed behind me, but I kept my pace quick, trying to avoid him.
“Lia,” he finally said as he caught my wrist. “Wait.“.
I turned to him with a glare. “What?”
His face fell when he saw mine. “What’s wrong?” he asked softly. “You haven’t been yourself in the last few days. Is this because of what I think it is?”
I yanked my wrist free from his hold and stepped away. “What do you think it is?”
“I think it’s because Zane and his Hounds have disappeared,” Blake said through a clenched jaw.
My throat constricted.
“They haven’t disappeared,” I said. “This is just a trick.”
It had to be. It had to be his way of getting on my nerves.
Blake’s eyes lightened up. “Exactly,” he agreed. “I am so glad
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you see through it. He is trying to get your attention by disappearing. He wants you to worry about him and wonder where he went.”
I swallowed. “Yes, I know. He’s not getting my attention. But neither are you, so leave me alone.”
I walked away from him, hurrying to the girls‘ washroom and settling inside a stall. I locked the door and sat down on the toilet, burying my face in my hands.
I had lied to Blake.
Zane was getting my attention. Every last bit of it.
He had stopped coming to school the day after he walked me home. He hadn’t called or texted. And it had been a whole week. He hadn’t even shown up to my house, not during the day and not at night. And by now, I was losing my mind.
I kept thinking about the message I had left to The Order in that moment of fear and annoyance, after Sheila had threatened me. She had had ticked me off, and in that moment of fear and annoyance, I’d sent that text.
But now I was starting to worry.
What if I had created trouble for them? What if they were being hunted because of me?
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