Fear Can Break ↠ Liam Dunbar [Book 2]

✧Just Breathe✧

Chapter Eighteen ✧Just Breathe✧

Whenever I had a chance between my classes I tried to retrace my steps from the day before and look the lost necklace. I didn't have any luck. Feeling on edge on what that could mean, I went to the bleachers during Liam's gym class like I had told him I would. But instead of sitting watching him play, which I had complete intentions of doing, I instead found myself drawing in the notebook. 

What I was currently sketching was a face I could vividly picture in the back of my head and therefore easily translate to the paper. It was the face of Genevieve Carodine. As I carefully traced and retraced her eyes, which took me a while to get just right, I didn't know if drawing made me feel better or worse about my current situation. Even though I knew they were just a creation from the tip of my pencil, her dark eyes seemed to be trained accusingly on me, knowing that I'd lost her prize possession. Unfortunately even under her still-gaze, I still had no hope of were to find the necklace. 

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Little Lahey," Mason said jokingly as he approached. "Who's that?" 

Mason paused over my shoulder, where he had appeared all too suddenly, and I hurried to close the book before he could take a good look. Genevieve was still my dirty little secret whether I liked it or not. 

"N-nothing," I shook my head. I put the journal into my backpack before finally looking back at Mason to see he was trying to shove something into his own backpack. He looked up at me with the same quickness that I had answered. I furrowed my eyebrows. "What are you doing?" 

Mason opened his mouth to respond, but then hesitated. In that hesitation, Brett too appeared suddenly behind me. They both dropped to sit on either side of me on the bleachers. Mason didn't seemed surprised by the other boys presence, but I had no idea why he was at our school instead of his and so I shot him a questioning look. 

Brett shot me a kind smile which not to long ago I wouldn't have even thought he was capable of. "Mason asked me to come over so we could have a mini run down on what to look out for." 

"You mean like Chimera wise?" I guessed. Both of the boys nodded. 

"Yup, because if those holes in the ground mean what I think it means then we have eight more of them to look out for," Mason added on. "Eight more people with potential super healing, super strength, super agility, and even, as fate would have it, scorpion stingers that protrude from people's skin." 

"And glowing eyes," Brett tagged on. 

I sighed, trying to remember what life was like before everything got so supernatural. Then I remembered that my life wasn't actually any better. At least now I had some friends outside of my two brothers. 

My eyes drifted out towards the field. Just as I did, I caught Liam looking up at the bleachers, a sideways frown on his face as he probably tried figuring out why Brett was here. Somewhere nearby, a whistle blew, causing Liam to jump when he realized it was his turn to take the shot. Rushing since he had already held people up, he hurriedly cocked back his lacrosse stick and launched the lacrosse ball. It soared clear over the net. The goalie, probably knowing it wasn't going in, didn't even make an attempt to stop it.