Ava by L.G.Savage (HeartBreak)

Chapter 64

Ava sat by herself while she waited for the coach to arrive. She ignored the others, even Emily, as she stared blankly ahead of her. There was an ache… a hole in her chest. Like something had been taken from her in that forest that she would never recover again.

She should have listened to Mr Patrick, but she had been desperate–and she was still desperate. She could feel death looming over her. It would only be a matter of time before Claire succeeded:

“Ava Morgan!”

She was startled when she heard her name and looked around to find the coach had already come in, and the others had already started the warm-

“If you are still sick, you shouldn’t have come back. I will not tolerate your laziness. Every

Everyone participates in my class!” the coach snapped.

She didn’t look him in the eye today. It wasn’t worth it. She could only get her head around one fight at a time, and the fact that the coach hated her wasn’t at the top of her list. She slowly got off the bench and started slowly jogging

But as with every step she had taken today, the pain was unbearable. It had been getting progressively worse throughout the day. Every part of her

seemed to want to shut down.

“Move it Morgan!”

One foot in front of the other. She knew what she was doing couldn’t be considered a jog. She was walking. Slowly.

“I will give you a week of detentions if you don’t move your pathetic ass!”

didn’t even spark a little bit of fear today. She had felt real fear. She could

did once the others had finished. But he didn’t. Long after the other sat down, she was still trying to drag herself

given him showed that he was enjoying

you’re doing, the coach said. “The rest of you pick your weapons and get into o your assigned pairs. We can’t let one weak human bring the

when her classmates ‘accidentally came at her with their weapons.

So comply

felt something fall down her cheeks, and when she wiped them, she was surprised to see tears. She never cried in front of people. She’d probably had several melidown, but she hadn’t cried. Now,

you crying!” Coach

then he started laughing, a hearty laugh that had the rest of the class stop what they were doing and join

so tough now, are you, Morgan!” the coach

been his aim in every training session. But something else had broken her, she juu couldn’t put her finger on it. Maybe it was the disappointment of the failed escape attemps. Perhaps she was tired of being on her toes and

had succeeded.

jog and dragged herself around the room at a snail’s pace, and after a while, she couldn’t take even that.

to sit down,

didn’t acknowledge him even though she knew that was a big mistake. He would make her life hell, even more than he had been doing. But she dels feel any fear

to are. He could do whatever magic he did in her head and tell her what was wrong and what was going on. She didn’t want for class to finish. The couch iliouted and insulted her the whole time as she walked out. It would have been epic if she could have stormed out and then slammed the door, lau thr was moving so slowly that the coach’s insults had run out long before she made it to the door. When the pickert her stuff up from the locker room and finally made it to detention, the wasn’t early,

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Chapter 64

Patrick who sat at the front of the room, li was an okier woman whom

Mr Patrick?” she asked

became cold

concern,” the woman said. “Sit

lesson. Jared or Emily, she couldn’t remember which, She didn’t want