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!”

a little bit of fear today.

vast room and thought the coach would tell her to get off his floor as he always did once the others had finished. But he didn’t. Long after the other sat down, she was still trying to drag herself

in the middle, and the one look she had given him showed that he was enjoying this. He could see her pain, and he loved it. He was indeed a

whatever you call the shit 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 whole class down. One more week until

her classmates ‘accidentally came at her with their weapons. The rage she usually felt towards them was just…

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

you crying!” Coach

a hearty laugh that had the rest of the class stop

tough now, are you, Morgan!” the

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 watching her back all the time. Or she was tired of being so scared all the

had succeeded.

a while, she couldn’t

to sit

make her life hell, even more than he had been doing. But she dels feel any fear alexut that just this hole that kept getting

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, she

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who sat at the

Patrick?” she

and her eyes became cold as she inspected

the woman said.

which, She didn’t want to find. out if those backstabbers had been telling the truth that time, so she sighed and dragged her