

10: HeraldFriday Redding's point of view.10: Herald
I stumbled out of bed in the morning, yawning, my mouth opening wide, and then I blinked, my vision focusing. I looked over at Adelle, comfortably asleep on my futon, her hair about her in wild tangles. I smiled and then lightly traversed the stairs, opening the doors to the living room, and saw Alessandro laying there, deeply asleep, his chest rising and falling, and Rhys, his dark hair sticking up at awkward angles, his hand deeply entwined in Alessandro's, wait, I thought, Rhys ... Alessandro ... holding ... hands?, I stepped back out and closed the doors softly, hoping that maybe they hadn't no


09: SleepoverFriday Redding's point of view.09: Sleepover
I stumbled along the corridors of school, I rubbed my eyes as I walked, I was still deathly tired after the other night, and this whole week had been filled with revelations and information. I had met some friends, I had met some enemies, and I survived; only thing left was for my Herald to show. It kinda frightened me, to be honest, I mean, what if they didn't like me, or what if I didn't like them, would a new one replace them, or would I be stuck with them? What would they tell me to do, what would they say?
I was still thinking about it when Alessandro walked over to me, being drag


08: Acting OutRhys Lujuria's point of view.08: Acting Out
I pulled up in Alessandro's sweeping long driveway, you know, the kind of one that curves up to the front door and back down to a gate out.
I pulled him out, my hands hooked up under his pits; I laid him against the bonnet of the car, and caught my breath. I look at him in his dishevelled state, his hair all askew, and his clothes torn, dirty and bloodied.
I carried his weight on my shoulders as we struggled inside the front door, after assuring me, between pants and grunts of pain that they were out, as usual. I heaved him up the swirling white staircase, and into to his r


07: RescueFriday Redding's point of view.07: Rescue
Adelle screamed from inside the room, whilst Rhys and I smashed things against the walls, we stopped when we heard the guards coming to check on us, we heard them force away all of the objects blocking the door. They entered and saw Adelle standing in the middle of the room screaming, and then Rhys acted, throwing the Molotov cocktail he had created at their feet. The flames licked up their legs and began feeding on their clothes, and they fell to the ground, writhing, trying desperately to put out the flames.
Rhys grabbed the gun that one of them had dropped, and we ran out, and found
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