Whisper by V & V Gustafson (best e book reader android TXT) 📕

"Um, hi, Katherine." If there was one thing Adelaide was sure she could never master it was the art of talking. Talk about socially awkward.

"Let's go," Katherine spoke in an irritated tone and began to lead the way. Adelaide figured they'd drive in a car, but no, they walked and walked and walked some more. Perhaps Katherine was either really good at walking in heels or just really good at not showing how much it hurt. Adelaide on the other hand was cursing at every pebble under her heel, every time her ankle attempted to make a break. Blood was literally soaking her heels. Like, it wasn't a joke. She could feel the blood pooling at her little toes in her right shoe, the left just slowly blistering. 

Unable to take the pain any longer Adelaide finally spoke up, "how much longer?" Typically she was polite but she couldn't help but snap, Katherine had to of planned this.

"We're here." They arrived at the old cemetery right off Crank Road. They called it Crank Road because it's where all the addicts come to die. At least, that's what they say. Adelaide questions the authenticity of the story from time to time, probably just some stupid rumor. Slowly they came up to a mausoleum, which stopped Adelaide dead in her tracks.

"You've got to be kidding me. A mausoleum? That's where we're going?" 

"It's not really a mausoleum. Well, not really anymore. I think there are still bodies in there, but no one comes to visit so I'm not sure..." Katherine didn't sound too sure of herself which did not comfort Adelaide in any way. "Anywho, let's go."

The closer they got Adelaide could hear the faint sound of music. Music. Coming from the mausoleum. All Adelaide could think was 'what is wrong with this school?'

"Kat! Hey!" A voice boomed as they entered the sepulcher. The voice belonged to a tall dark-skinned man who had tattoos everywhere. Like all over. Adelaide couldn't stop staring and he must have noticed because he caught her gaze. "Who's this pretty lil' number over here? A newbie?" His attention was back on Katherine. 'Who? Pretty? Me? As if.'

Katherine scoffed, "friend? Yeah, sure. You headed in too?"

 "Yeah. Came to check n' see if the coast is clear. Let's go." The large man led the way as they headed down old, cracked, obviously unsafe steps. It became apparent that this was more like an old catacomb than just a mausoleum as they passed bones of the deceased. While she should be scared out of her wits ends, Adelaide was fascinated with the way they were displayed. This cemetery is either older than she thought or the people who created these tombs were very good at replicating the Roman's handy work.

After a sort walk, the music became louder each step until they entered an opening. There were no bones displayed in the center, instead it was replaced by what looked like a boxing ring. "So what is this? Some sick underground fitting, uh, thing?" If so, it wasn't funny. They desecrated the remains of many bodies by tossing them in a pile. Some of the bones were used to showcase the ring, four heads were placed on each corner of the ring.

"Don't worry, we asked if it was okay," Katherine spoke in that ever so annoyed tone of hers, once again leaving Adelaide in bewilderment. The place was crowded, drunken people shouting from everywhere as they watched two men fight in the ring, making it hard to navigate through the oblivious crowd. Soon Dominic - which Adelaide learned the name of the tattooed man in a conversation - Katherine, and Adelaide met up with another group.

The group consisted of three guys and two girls, excluding Kat, Addi, and Dominic. One girl was dark-skinned and thick, wearing a black dress that hugged every curve the girl had to offer. But it wasn't her bangin' body that caught Adelaide's attention, it were her cat-like, bronze eyes. They were so amazing that anyone was bound to get lost in them. The girl next to her was a girl of mixed color, her skin was a deep olive tone, the kind that girls envy. Her eyes matched the dark-skinned girl, though they were brighter and more yellow, almost exactly replicating that of a cat. Adelaide could have sworn she saw them slit, but that was rather impossible and illogical. As the two spoke, the darker girl was called Denecee and the mixed girl went by Ash, which Adelaide assumed was short for Ashley.

A large hand was snaked around Ash's mesh top, placed right above her thigh. No matter how much she tried, Adelaide couldn't help but steal glances at Jesse. His hot gaze was on her too even though his hand was on another girl's waist. Jesse wore a normal white fitted T and ripped Levi's that showed off his assets. For a moment it seemed as if they were having a contest of who would buckle under one's gaze, but it was no contest because it did not take long for the heat to rise to Adelaide's cheeks causing her to break it. Doesn't mean she didn't steal a glance here and there. The other boy was Oliver, amazingly, who simply quirked up an eyebrow as his eyes danced with amusement. The remaining guy, Jasper, came up to Adelaide and uncomfortably snaked his arm around her waist. Adelaide wasn't use to physical touches, but the moment she laid her eyes on those beautiful brown eyes she was at a loss for any opposition. His almost black hair was sleek and shaved on either side leaving a nice fade. The hair remaining on the top was slicked back. He had a shaved face, though the fine stubbles were beginning to appear. The moment he smiled Adelaide felt like she was going to sink, as long as she could drown herself in those eyes she wouldn't mind. 

Adelaide watched as Katherine whispered something in Jesse's ear. Whatever she was saying it must have been about her because Jesse glanced over at Adelaide and smiled as if amused by whatever Katherine was saying about her. Trying to ignore the twins, Adelaide decided it was best to make conversation with the boy currently clinging to her.

"Uh. S-so what's going on here?" Adelaide stared up into his pretty eyes, which she noticed his long, dark eyelashes that any girl would envy.

"Bout' time ya noticed me," Jasper smiled that perfect smile. He had a southern accent too, could he get any dreamier? "Here we bet on a prized horse." Jasper chuckled when he noticed her wide-eyed expression. "Oh sweetheart, not actual horses." He whipped her around so that their backs were facing the group and eyes on the two men in the ring going at it. "You see there? I'm bettin' on Joey, the one with tha tat on his right shoulder. You see how the other guy is big? Well Joey, here, may be a small feller, but he is one fast little guy. To me, he's my prized horse." Adelaide admired the way Jasper spoke, the way his eyes lit up with excitement over two guys brutally beating the crap out of each other, but he looked like a little kid in a candy store.

Adelaide wasn't sure when she got a red solo cup in her hand, but halfway through the night of trying to avoid Jesse's stare and preoccupy herself with Jasper's company, she could use a drink. The liquid was warm, but it was sweet like candy that Adelaide questioned the alcohol contents, if there were any. After her first sip she shrugged and downed the drink. "Woah woah woah!" Jasper exclaimed. "Slow down little lady, don't need anyone carryin' ya, now do we?" Jasper grabbed the now empty cup from Adelaide's small hands.

Adelaide pouted, "didn't taste like there was any alcohol in there."

"That's the whole point, sweetheart. Man you are trouble, ain't ya?" Jasper gave her a crooked grin.

 One drink, that's all it took. Adelaide considered herself a light weight. In the eighth grade she went to a party where one of the boys snuck in his dad's alcohol. Wanting to fit in for once, Adelaide took some sips here and there. It didn't take long for the whole eighth grade class to end up high on booze, where everyone was scolded by the birthday girl's mom. Even though the party ended short with Adelaide puking on the way home that party went down in history for the rest of her high school life. Yet now Adelaide felt just like she had then, perhaps worse. The room was beginning to spin. Everything sounded louder and felt more clammy than it was sober. Jasper left to go get her some water, which was easier said than done because Adelaide was sure no one drinks water at parties like this. Alone in the crowd, Adelaide could feel herself hallucinate. The angry deceased bones took shape of their former human bodies, crying and screaming in her face, begging and pleading to make it stop. She only looked at them with pity, what could she possibly do for them?

As she bumped and stumbled through the hot bodies, the faces people gave her did not look human. Flashes of yellow eyes that haunted her dream appeared. Pointy teeth that belonged only in movies hissed at her. Sharp claws clutched at her arms and stomach and while it should have hurt, it brought Adelaide immense pleasure. Before long, five very attractive men surrounded her, pushing her to the floor in a corner of the catacomb's. Their teeth and claws sunk into her causing her to moan as an uncontrollable pleasure coursed through her veins. "More," Adelaide pleaded. They obeyed. Their feeding grew more frenzied which Adelaide welcomed, feeling the wetness between her thighs increase. Whatever they were doing was so exotic and exciting, Adelaide was beginning to lose control. Then it stopped. Finally opening her eyes, she was greeted with two pairs of yellow eyes looking down on her. "Jesse. Jasper..." Adelaide spoke in a meek whisper, realizing her throat was dry. Both of them lunged at Adelaide, gripping onto her with their large hands, tugging at her ready to rip her apart. It was much more painful than what her five hot feeders went. Adelaide screamed and screamed, but they wouldn't stop. She could feel her body being ripped apart, the bones breaking, the teeth tearing at her flesh as they devoured her. How could she get so out of control?