(After reading through this again, I have decided I don't like this chapter, haha. But here it goes anyway...)
Chapter seven,
“Anna, stop being anti-social and come over!” Tristan pleaded on the phone. I sighed and reluctantly agreed to go over to watch a movie with him. I felt bad for ignoring him the past week because of everything I was thinking about. My mother had let me ditch school while I locked myself in my room.
It would’ve been the best week of my life if my mind wasn’t so crowded with questions and worries. But I guess I’d have to go back to school soon and if I didn’t talk to Tristan I’d have no friends at all.
Throwing on some leggings, a strappy top and a grey cardigan I felt underdressed but I couldn’t be bothered to wear anything else. I jogged to Tristan’s house, curious on which movie he’d chosen. A horror? No, we’d both agreed we hated them. Action? No, Tristan hated almost all of them. He never told me why though. Fantasy? Probably, he loved that sort of stuff.
Tristan opened the door to let me in. He made simple chat but I could tell his voice was distracted with something else to do with me. I was too worried with my own problems to ask why he was acting weird.
He led me into the longue I knew all too well and I made myself comfortable on the sofa. After he’d microwaved the popcorn he joined me and put the movie. I still had no idea what movie he’d put on and he wasn’t telling me for some reason.
Just before the opening titles started the doorbell rang.
Tristan’s dad got up to open it.
Leo was standing at the door. I jumped up with happiness that he was here but then remembered that I had to beware of him. He was bad. Bad. Bad. Bad.
But no matter how many times I told myself that, I couldn’t help feeling even more drawn to him.
“Why are you here?” Tristan snarled.
“Get away from this house!” Tristan’s dad threatened but Leo was oblivious to what they were saying because he seemed to be lost in my eyes, like I was in his.
Pushing Tristan’s dad out the way, he walked over to me. “You need to get out of here.” He said, grabbing my hand, trying to pull me out the door. Tristan’s dad jumped to his feet and managed to break the hold he had on my hand.
Leo threw Tristan’s dad out the way. He hit the wall. Why was all this happening so fast? It was blurred through my eyes and I was finding it hard to keep up with the constant flow of action.
A little voice in the back of my head asked me why I wasn’t scared, but I ignored it. I really didn’t want another question to answer.
“Dad!” Tristan shouted. Leo stepped towards me, arms out. But I stumbled over my own feet trying to walk backwards. I fell on my back and Leo walked closer, ready to take me away to god knows where.
“Get away from her!” Tristan shouted, jumping in front of me. Leo threw him out the way too. He landed on the floor near his dad. They were both stirring mildly, so they were definitely conscious and still alive.
I scrambled to my feet and tried not to look at Tristan. “What do you want?” I asked Leo. He seemed more sinister today than ever. He was scary.
Scary. Finally, he had finally done it. Scared me. And now I wished I had listened to Miranda and Leo’s dad.
“You need to know the truth, Vi.” He said. VI. That’s what Miranda had called me! Who the hell was this Vi!?
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Broken Wings
Romance~ When fairies want something, they get it. It doesn't matter what it is, they get it. But what happens when more than one fairy wants the same thing? Well, I guess you're about to find out. Because now Anna is the key to winning their war... and th...
