Pathetic Human

Morraine's POV

I sat in front of my mirror, staring intently at my reflection.

I couldn't understand that dream from last night. A wolf? Why was a wolf chasing me? I hadn't watched any horror movies in a while. Was it triggered by...

I shook my head. No, it was just a dream.

Slowly, I reached up and unclasped the steel necklace from my neck. It had to be because of this. Last night was the first time I had ever worn it, and it immediately gave me nightmares.

"Hey! Found it!" Brittany’s voice cut through my thoughts as she strolled into the room.

"You wouldn't believe this, but the person doing this is right here in this building," she said, handing me her phone.

I stared at the screen. All I could see were complicated digital coordinates that made absolutely no sense to me.

"What do you mean in this building?" I asked, genuinely confused.

Brittany looked down at her own screen. "Well, the signal came from an iPhone 16 Pro. The device is registered under the name Cassy Bernard."

My blood ran cold. "What? Cassy did this?"

"Who's Cassy?" Brittany asked, raising an eyebrow.

"My bitch-ass stepsister," I fired back, pushing my chair out so hard it scraped against the floor.

Rage, hot and uncontrollable, fueled my steps as I marched out of the room. Brittany followed close behind as I headed straight for Cassy’s dorm.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

I banged on the door, my knuckles aching, the anger inside me screaming to get out.

After a few tense seconds, the door swung open. A girl I didn't recognize stepped out, looking incredibly annoyed. "Hey! Who the hell are you to bang on my door like that?"

"Where's Cassy?" I demanded.

"She just left for class. She's not here," the girl snapped, before slamming the door right in my face.

"Morraine, you should calm down first," Brittany said, placing a hand on my shoulder to steady me. "You can come back and handle this later."

I closed my eyes, my hands trembling. Cassy had officially overstepped. How dare she use my dead mother's phone to toy with my head? How dare she manipulate me like that?

I took a deep, shaky breath, went back to our room, and quickly got ready.

An hour later, I was sitting in the lecture hall, slumping into my seat. My entire body was still vibrating with suppressed rage.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Evelyn asked from next to me, noticing my rigid posture.

"No, I am not," I said, my voice dangerously tight.

Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder from behind.

I turned around, and my jaw tightened. Seated right behind me, with her books neatly arranged on the desk, was nobody else than that annoying blonde. Cassy Bernard.

"Hey, sis," she purred, flashing me a sweet, innocent smile.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I hissed.

Cassy didn't even bother answering me. Instead, she looked past my shoulder at Evelyn. "Hey, I am Cassy. Morraine’s stepsister. I hope she isn't giving you any trouble," she said, stretching her hand out for a shake.

Evelyn stared at her, then down at the hand hanging in the air. Without a word, Evelyn turned back to her books, completely ignoring her. I gave Cassy one last warning glare before turning around myself.

When the lecturer walked in and started teaching, I didn't hear a single word. I couldn't wait for class to end. The moment we got back to the dorms, I was going to beat the living crap out of that blonde bitch. And what the hell was she even doing in this department? Her major was psychology, not fine arts. Don't tell me she had followed me here just to watch me.

The second the class was dismissed, I quickly shoved my books into my bag.

"Is she really your stepsister?" Evelyn asked, zipping her bag.

"Yeah. Unfortunately."

"I don't like her," Evelyn said bluntly, sliding her tablet away.

"Neither do I. I’ve got to go," I said, rushing out of the lecture hall. My entire focus was on getting back to the dorm.

"Hey!"

A girl suddenly blocked my path in the crowded hallway.

I stopped, frowning. "Hey?"

"Evelyn needs your help. She’s in the restroom," the girl said quickly. "She told me to find Morraine... you’re Morraine, right?"

I nodded.

"Okay, go to the restroom on your right," she pointed, before quickly walking away into the crowd.

Evelyn needs my help? I thought. But I had literally just left her in the classroom.

Hesitantly, I walked in the direction the girl had pointed. I saw the female sign on the door and stepped inside the quiet, tiled restroom.

"Evelyn?" I called out, the door swinging shut behind me. "Evelyn, where are you?"

"Behind you," a voice purred.

Before I could even turn around, something heavy and solid collided with the back of my head.

Crack.

"Ahhh!" I screamed, a sharp, white hot pain exploding behind my eyes.

My vision instantly went blurry. I stumbled, my knees giving out as I hit the cold tiled floor with a loud thud. Gasping for air, I pressed my hand to the back of my head. When I pulled my fingers away, they were slick with a dark, warm smear of red blood.

"Don't tell me that little hit is making her bleed," a voice sneered from above me. "That means she’s actually just a human."

"A pathetic one at that," another voice purred, followed by a cruel laugh.

I squinted, desperate to see their faces through the darkness creeping into my eyes, but everything was fading...