He shows up in her dreams time and time again, the pretty boy with scars on his face and sparkling eyes one could never forget... but he was never supposed to be real. He was supposed to be a fragment of her imagination. Well that's what Jaya Levine...
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She's seriously avoiding me, and there most certainly is something wrong. I'm sure I must've figured it out last night, but due to all the stupid alcohol I drank, I can't remember anything.
It'll come back to me soon. Something just needs to trigger it.
"I said no negotiations!" The Professor shouts back at Jaya, who sits back down, slumping in her seat with her hands covering her face.
"So, when should we meet up to work on this?" The other guy asks and Jaya gets up to leave, but as she does, she accidentally drops one of her books, and it falls onto her legs.
She seethes in pain and quickly sits back down, holding her leg with one hand to cover it. I look at her panicked and confused. She glances over at me, before swiftly leaving the room without warning.
At that very moment, my head starts to hurt, but I don't complain. Because as that is happening, memories from last night flood back into my brain.
I saw a scar on her leg when her dress was lifted up. Some sort of writing that had been etched into her - although I'm not quite sure what it said but I know one thing - it surely was casted by either her parents or my father. That certainly must mean that they've given her a task to do, and it involves me in some way.
Anger runs through my blood, and the only target sat near me right now, is that prick she brought with her.
I wait for the rest of the class to leave, including the Professor, before I drag him by the collar and slam the door shut. I shove him against the wall and hold my wand up to his neck.
"Tell me what the fuck is going on with Jaya, and why the hell you're with her here." I state through gritted teeth and he holds his hands up in surrender, looking fearful for his life.
Good.
He sighs. "I'm sure you can read minds. Why don't you read hers?"
"Because I respect her fucking privacy, yours however? I couldn't give two shits." I spit and instantly enter his mind, and he lets out an agonising scream as I search deep into recent events.
"You have one shot Rio. Bring back the boy, or else you know what will happen to your brother. The Dark Lord will kill him as soon as he gets the chance. To do this, you must work with my daughter, Jaya. Will you do that?"
