Nowhere Boys and their Nowhere Girl (ON A DIFFERENT ACCOUNT! OH YEAH!)

Chapter 15: Asking Phoebe, and late night chats

Chapter 15: Asking Phoebe, and late night chats

Blake’s P.O.V

As I walked off the bus back at school, I realized no one was mad at me, they were mad at the boys. Was it because they ran off? It must be some people must have actually wanted to go.

As I started my way down the street, school was already out so it didn’t matter; I felt my back begin to hurt again. Crap, I need to go to Phoebe to see if she can do anything for it. I better head there now while I am still in town.

I sighed turning my direction and heading to Main Street. As I walked, I saw Andy’s Gran walking with his mum Nicole. I walked up to Lily,
“Hi Ms Lau. Thanks for dinner last night, it was really nice,” and beamed at her walking away. I turned back to see her and Nicole staring at me as I walked off. I laughed and continued on. I winced as laughing hurt my back.

I kept on walking till I got to the end of Main Street; I turned left and went up the stairs to get to Arcane Lane. When I got the top, I saw the sun setting in the distance, wow, it’s getting late already.

I turned again walking up to the door. I went to push it open but it didn’t budge… huh? I rapped on the door,

“Phoebe! Are you in there?!” I stood at the door. Wait the key. I bent down slowly, being careful of my back not wanting to hurt it more than I already have; I lifted up the empty pot to my left, looking for the spare key. When I saw the glimmer of silver in the light of the remaining sun I quickly picked it up putting the pot back where it was originally.

I stood back up slowly, sliding the key into its place turning it. As I walked in, I pocketed the key,
“Phoebe, are you here?” I walked through to the back room. It’s not very late, so why is the shop locked up already? Where is she?

I walked back over to the window in the front of the shop to see her car still here. Weird, she doesn’t walk places. Ever, she always uses her car. I frowned becoming worried,
“Phoebe?!” I turned back around head into the back room. I walked slowly not wanting to cause attention to myself if someone was in here.

When I came to the door way of the back room I didn’t see anyone. I walked in slowly being careful of both my back and in case of intruders. When I saw no one I became worried,

“Phoebe, are you here?” I heard a faint curse under someone’s breath,

“Ouch mother fucker,” I cocked my head to where the noise was coming from. I turned my head to the bathroom where Phoebe was now walking out of it. I sighed,

“Phoebe, why didn’t you answer me? I was wondering where you were. I got worried,” Phoebe frowned,

“Why were you worried?” I sobbed, and walked into Phoebe’s arms. I couldn’t say it, I knew I had to. I took a big breath in and said the words I hate the most,

“Tahalia’s dead. Phoebe, my mum is dead. And I couldn’t do anything about it,” and with that I broke down in the arms of my best friend. She held me as I cried. I cried for two reasons, one, the death of my mother. And two, the pain in my back. I felt like my heart and back was breaking at the same time.

As Phoebe’s hand stroked my hair, the other held me close. As time went by, we didn’t move from the place on the floor where I had broken down. Once I had calmed down, I started to ask Phoebe the questions that have been buzzing around my head all day,

“Phoebe, do you know of any spells that will heal my back?” Phoebe looked at me quizzically. We stood up and I showed her my back. I heard her gasp as she saw it. I felt like crying again, it was ugly. I whined as she touched it, making me bend away from it.