Chapter 30: Regret
The mont I whirled I found Dace, I was about to speak but my words hanged when I took in his appearance more clearly and I was rely stunned, his looks were primal, those handso gaze of his were ardent murderous. My heart sky jumped, it scared
and chilled my insides, I felt my breath caught as pure fear flushed through , that wasn’t the Dace I knew, this was sothing I could not explain, and his eyes, were dark gold and they seem to gleam even as the school halls suddenly darkened, his eyes remained the glowing light and it was haunting, I suddenly rembered why I never watch horror movies, the re view of it always haunt my sleep.
My palms were sweaty and my heart was in my throat. "O-O-O-Owen!" my tone held fear, I was unable to look away because I was scared that if I did he might attack . But hearing no response from Owen I was forced to turn and he was gone, my adrenaline kicked in and I panicked more. I turned and gleaming gold eyes were already before , I scread.
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"Emma!"
I jolted against my seat, sitting up.
"Please I do not appreciate sleeping in my class," our math teacher told .
"Sorry" I muttered wiping my mouth of drool and the class chuckled. Was that a dream? It felt so real, I was still shaking.
The school bells rang. "Next class we will talk about the- at least let
finish before you go" but they were already in a hurry.
"Hey, you okay?" Owen asked, before .
"Yeah," I said under my breath rising to my feet, except that I wasn’t, the past 3 days now it was all the sa dream, so real that at first, it didn’t seem like a dream until I woke up. I whirled, eyeing the empty seat Dace normally sat at, the past one week he hasn’t co to school.
"Hey"
I darted my eyes back to Owen’s. "Haven’t you been sleeping?" he asked, referring to the bags under my eyes but I quickly looked away.
"I am"
"You look so tired Emma, is sothing wrong?"
"Look" I faced him. "I’m fine"
"I don’t think you’re Emma, you haven’t sat at the lunch table with us, why?"
Because of Sarah.
"I want to be alone okay," I said hoping to end the topic, I walked away.
"Emma. Is this about what happened at the mall? Look I know you feel that I’m keeping sothing from you but trust
when I say it’s nothing you should worry yourself about"
I whirled. "Then tell
how my aunt knew you would co over when I didn’t tell her anything"
He paused and I huffed, it was just as I thought. "You are keeping tabs on
for her aren’t you?"
"No no no, Emma" he closed the distance between us. "It’s not like that, but yes..." he sighed, closing his eyes for a brief second before opening them. "I did tell your aunt I was coming over to pick you and that I would bring you back but I only ant good"
I nodded, licking my lips as my gaze leveled. "It still doesn’t change the fact that you’re keeping sothing away from " I turned on my heels walking away.
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I sat alone at my table poking my fork in my cheese, my eyes darted to the gang seated far away from , they shared looks at , of worry and I regret not seating with them but when my gaze dropped on Sarah I felt that sting again. My food beca the best view right now, I wasn’t so sure I could be near her anymore after what she did. I slid my phone out of my pocket opening the ssage Dace sent
a week ago, I was yet to answer. Not seeing him I felt downhearted and slightly drained, it was an odd feeling, I didn’t know why I couldn’t stop having thoughts of him, it was haunting just like the dream I had, what is that dream exactly?
I groaned... I thought I was old enough not to have nightmares but I guess I was wrong.
"You should just answer him"
I jumped at the voice which belonged to Emilia as she slid into the seat in front of , did Emilia just sit with ? I thought she didn’t like .
"I thought you said I shouldn’t be close to you guys"
She smirks, popping her gum, not breaking contact with . "I know what I said and I still stand by it... but.... You’re like a drug to my brother, he’s getting addicted"
I blushed. "W-W-What do you an?"
"Except throwing a tantrum like a 5-year-old that you won’t answer his ssage although I told him he should have just left tons of ssages and at least called you. You know what I an Emma"
I suddenly felt regret washed upon , regret that I didn’t answer his ssage, he was having as much internal battle as I was.
"I know you’re drawn to him too..." she crossed her legs, elbows on the table. "The pull, the feeling when you both make contact, maddening isn’t it?"
"Why are you telling
this?" I asked with a gulp, I didn’t want to let her know how accurate she was about Dace and , how exactly could she know all this?
"The truth is what you’re feeling, you’re not supposed to, you shouldn’t" she mouths the clarity of her words to .
"W-What do you an?"
"You’re different Emma" she mouths and then sighed. "I’m not supposed to say anything but I’m not your friends or your aunt or Dace who wants to protect you away from it, I’m hardcore"
Should I be grateful or scared of her words? She tilts her head to the side, an action I figured she was very accustod to and whenever she does it, it felt like she was reading . "I can’t read you, why are you so quiet?"
The sa words she said to
at the restaurant. "W-Why can’t you read ?"
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