It's not really my thing.
I can count the people I trust on one hand.
On one finger, in fact.
So what happens if that one person betrays me?
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August 01, 2000
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Excerpt from Trust by Francine Pascal
The Shattering of Bones
Now I know what an animal feels like. An animal stalking its prey.
Gaia Moore paced back and forth across the narrow foyer, staring at the front door. Every muscle was tensed in a state of readiness. Yes... she was like a tiger. Or a wolf. Her blue eyes were slits behind a shroud of tangled blond hair. Her sneakers barely made a sound on the worn strip of carpet. Her heart pounded in near perfect rhythm to the ticking grandfather clock. The Nivens' brownstone was cold and dark, but her skin felt very hot. She'd deliberately left the lights off. She didn't want Ella to know that anyone was home. She wanted to catch Ella completely by surprise -- because as every black belt knew, surprise was the key to a quick defeat.
Not that Gaia imagined she would have any problems beating the shit out of her foster mother. But still, one could never be too careful--
There was a click, and Gaia froze.
Her eyes zeroed in on the front doorknob. It was turning. This is it. She held her breath. She could see Ella's silhouette through the panes of frosted glass -- a dark figure against the glare of afternoon winter sunlight.
The stepmonster was home.
Ella pushed open the door, fumbling with a bunch of paper bags -- no doubt filled with miniskirts or lingerie from some overpriced designer store that catered to women about ten years younger than she was. But Gaia's attention wasn't focused on Ella's belongings. No... her gaze remained pinned to Ella's vacant green eyes.
All at once, Ella flinched.
The door slammed shut behind her. She stiffened and shot Gaia a baffled stare, frowning. Her bags dropped to the floor.
"What are you doing here?" Ella spat. "Why aren't you in school --"
"Does George know you sleep around?" Gaia interrupted. She was shocked at the sound of her own voice. It was cold, hoarse -- the voice of a stranger.