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!”

bit of fear today. She

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

the middle, and the one look she had given him showed that he was enjoying this. He could see her

your weapons and get into o your assigned pairs. We can’t let one weak human bring the whole class down.

her classmates ‘accidentally came at her with their weapons. The rage she usually felt

So comply

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

you crying!”

laugh that had the rest of the class stop

are you, Morgan!”

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

it was had

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

tell you to sit down, Morgan Coach Baxter

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

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

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Chapter 64

wasn’t Mr Patrick who sat at the front of the room, li was

Mr Patrick?” she asked

became cold as she inspected her from top

your concern,” the woman said.

or Emily, she couldn’t remember which, She didn’t want to find. out if those backstabbers had been telling the truth that time, so she sighed