hiiya.! so here is part 2.! i know i said it was going to be mainly fluffy and then.. i thought of this.. what you might ask.? well read it.! go on.! read.! (if you havent read the first part of the story, it will make some sort of sence but its better if you read the first part The Secrets Within The Scar and Locket, before reading this one, just click my pen name above and it will be in the list of stories ive written thanks. :D )

Scar and Locket 2: Thing's I'd Never Say

Chapter 1: Eluded Nightdreams

"I bet £15 that Fabian took it." Nina snickered as I flipped through my school books. I thought I left I right here! Class starts in twenty minutes and I still gotta take the tube to get to class.

"Fabian!" I yelled. I heard footsteps come down the stairs. I heard Nina giggle.

"yeah?" he asked a bit wearily.

"where is my computer technicians book!" I asked trying to control my temper.

"I don't know! But we're gunna be late if we don't go right now! Where's Jerome?" I groaned heading for the stairs.

"I'll go check if he's in his room." we shared a more than decent flat. It was beautiful, and with all four of us paying for it, it was worth each our share. It was weird compared to an American apartment. An apartment in New York City would cause someone tens of thousands. It was small, each floor. On the first floor was the kitchen, living room and a bathroom. The kitchen was small but decent, it had the normal stuff, all needed appliances along with nice decor because of me and Nina's impeccable taste. The living room was nice sized not big or anything but nice. And the bathroom was a bit tight but useable. Up the first flight of stairs is a landing with two doors, one was to Nina's bedroom the other to Fabians. Up the next stair case was a short hallway with a bathroom at the end and two doors across from each other Jerome's room and mine. The apartment for the most part was white with accents of grays and most of the furniture either dark brown or black. But our personal rooms were all different. I traveled up to Jerome's room knocking on the door before I enter, which is pointless because I go too quickly before getting a response. His room had hardwood flooring and blue walls, it was clean for the most part except for scattered paper and a shirt here or there. I see Jerome asleep at his desk, head on the keyboard and my computer technicians book in his hand. I groaned. "Jerome!" I yell startiling him out of his sleep. "we have school in twenty minutes, we need to leave now! And I was looking all over for my book why did you need it?" I ask taking the book for me.

"my computer was acting all weird, my chat stopped working and I didn't even do anything!" he said annoyed. I hit a few buttons on the keyboard, then restarted the system.

"there you go good as new." I say.

"hey how'd you do that!"

"not important now get dressed!" I snatch the book and head downstairs. I go back into my kitchen, grab my laptop case my notebook and my coffee mug. "where'd Nina go?" I ask Fabian.

"she had to go to the store or something before her classes." Fabian said sipping at his tea.

"what is it with you British people that you always feel compelled to drink tea?" Fabian chuckled. Jerome came downstairs dressed and ready to go. "ready?" I asked, he nodded and we left out the stairs to the apartment door and down the spiral staircase to outside.

"you guys want to meet up for coffee during lunch?" Jerome asks.

"I'm in." I smile as we walk down the street.

"sounds good." Fabian agrees. We get on the tube with business people, students and tourist and sit in a free spot. I had a major headache today. That might of went along with the two hours of sleep I got.

"you alright, love?" Jerome asked concerned.

"yeah I just have a really bad headache." I say.

"then why are you gripping at your wrist?" he asked confused. I look up at his eyes. They were ocean waves with hints of steel. I hesitated, then cautiously looked down at my wrist. Ungripped my hand to see it red and inflamed. My eyes widened so much I'm surprised they didn't pop out of my head. I glaced back up at Jerome, he just looked down at my wrist, shock. "does this have to do with those nightmares you keep having?" Jerome asked.

"what? No. That's crazy. I can't even remember them. I probably just twisted my wrist. That's all." I say, weary of my own words.

"are you sure? Maybe we should go home if you're not feeling well. And I really do have a bad feeling about this." Jerome says seriously.

"no bad things can't be happening now. Amber is coming to visit in a few days with her boyfriend and is too Alfie with his girlfriend." I rush out in one breath. I am seriously stressed. "and I don't need anything stressful, or stupid, or that defies the law of freaking intelligence to happen."

"woah, woah, woah. Why didn't I know Alfie and Amber were coming to visit?" Jerome asks confused.

"oh." I groan. "it was supposed to be a surprise! I'm so stupid!" I scold myself.

"hey." Jerome grabs both my hands. "you're perfect. Now calm down." I take a breath. We all get off the tube and the three of us hurry to the campus grounds. We say bye to Fabian and Jerome walks me to my building. "now, go to class, focus on the work, don't worry about your wrist, you're right it probably is nothing." Jerome soothed. "alright?"

"alright." I breath out. We give each other a kiss goodbye. "love you." he smiles.

"love you too." Jerome heads off to his class and I proceed to mine. Today's lesson goes especially slow in 's class. I go from class to class, trying to focus, and keyword there, trying. Lunch finally comes around and I meet Jerome and Fabian where I usually do when we go off campus. I feel a sudden jolt backwards, and I involuntarily spin around. I let out a mix between a shriek and a giggle and turn into..

"Jerome!" I giggle. He smiles.

"how'd you know it was me?" he chuckled.

"lucky guess." I smirk. I give him a kiss and smile. Jerome then kisses me back. I wrap my arms around his neck and I go up on my tippy toes.

"hey guys!" Fabian calls out.

"you're ruining to moment!" Jerome calls out to him. Fabian walks up to us, putting a hand on each of our shoulders.

"it's my job to." he smiles and all of us laugh. "cmon, I have something interesting to tell you guys." Jerome tucked me under his arm and I put mine across his lower back, where my fingers intertwine with his free hand. Fabian walks besides me at we continue over to a coffee shop by campus. we get a table and a waitress comes and takes our orders.

"so Fabian what did you want to tell us." I ask.

"well I was in the library-"

"shocker." I cut him off playfully.

"anyway, and I started reading this book, about Egyptian mythology." my eyes widen a bit.

"what you find out?" I ask wearily. Nothing remotely relevant of what happened five years ago has ever come up. Not since I've been having these weird dreams.

"well I didn't find anything really useful or code cracking, but something ironic." me and Jerome wait in anticipation. "so Anubis was the god of the dead, which is ironic because you can communicate with the deceased. He was not the friendliest god per se, he was highly respected and worshiped, and he had a brother. Wanna take a guess who that was?"

"Horus.." I murmur.

"precisely. Now Horus were almost the direct opposite. Horus was supposed to protect the pharaoh. Many pharaohs would wear the a symbol, know as-"

"the eye of Horus." I said quietly.

"exactly. So that mark on your arm from five years ago was to protect you from 'evil' supposedly. So then this is my question, why was the house of Anubis covered with the eye of Horus?" Fabian concluded. It was a lot to take in. A lot that made sense.

"then what's the relation between me and Anubis?" I ask.

"it's no so much the relation of Anubis you have, but the sympathetic-ness you have for the dead like his father. And the other thing is what quote unquote evil was the scar trying to protect you from?"

"could it be Anubis?" Jerome then questions.

"but Anubis had broken the cup in the first place." I say. "why would he not want it destroyed?"

"only if Anubis didn't want it destroyed." Fabian smirks. "humans would basically be entertainment for the gods. Like watching reality television. You could of basically ruined Anubis' fun." I feel my stomach drop for a second.

"but then why would the scar fade?" I ask.

"maybe that's why it's coming back." Jerome says with his voice low. "the nightmares and your wrist-"

"nightmares?" Fabian questions anxiously. "what nightmares?"

"oh the past few nights I've been having bad dreams. No big deal." I wave it off.

"About what?"

"I can barely remember them." I confess taking a sip of my coffee.

"well, tell me what you do remember." Fabian pushes.

"uhh.." I try and jog my memory. "I was being attack, by a dog or something like that." I explain.

"like a, jackal?" Fabian questions almost knowingly.

"Fabian?" I ask skeptically. "how'd come across this book?" Fabian looks a little flustered.

"I, I just had-"

"had a feeling?" Jerome cuts him off and looks over at me. I look down at the table and blush embarrassed. I grit in though my teeth for a second and clamp my hand down on my wrist. "Sarah you alright?" I nod.

"Guess I'll have to be buying wristbands again." I roll my eyes. Then I just thought of the million dollar question. "if all this is true. Then why would I have to destroy the cup in the first place?" all of us were silent.

"I don't know." Fabian finally came to say. "just another question for the list." my wrist pains again and I wince.

"alright let's get you home." Jerome starts to get up. "you keep getting paler by the minute. And I didn't even think that was possible." I hit him on my shoulder teasingly.

"You guys should go back to class. Both of you." I hold my wrist, just to have pressure on it. Fabian hesitates, but complies. He leaves the cafe a few minutes later. "Jerome, I'm fine. I'll get home on my own." he chuckles.

"you saying that, just totally jinxed any chance of that statement being true." he then smiles. "c'mon, let me get you home." I don't fight him on it, I let him. Cause right now I really just want to be with him. We took a taxi home instead of the tube so it was a lot quicker. By the time we got back I was very light-headed. We both proceeded inside and I made my way to the couch where I laid down. Jerome came and kneeled down in front of me.

"you should of went to class." I say. He just chuckles in return.

"My girl is sick and I'm not going to leave her here alone." he responded kissing my forehead. I blush from his words. My girl. Five years and I'm still blushing. "You should get some rest." I'm about to agree when I think of the nightmares.

"n-no. I ca-an't-t." Jerome brushed back my hair.

"It's alright, they're not real. Remember that." I nod my head slightly. "Let's get you upstairs. I don't reply, Jerome helps me up the flights of stairs and into my room. My room was a strangely place. The walls were a darker violet with black carpeting. Necklaces hung from the bedposts, the doorknob and my desk lamp. My desktop computer sat on the mahogany desk that had everything from nail polish to school work scattered across it. There were two large black plastic organizer bookshelves that you would probably get from Ikea on either side of my bed filled with books, filled picture frames and other stuff. My laptop charged in the corner on a stepstool and my walls were decorated in posters. My bed had a comforter that was a purple a little lighter than the room color and had crisp white sheets and pillows. I made my way over to my bed and laid down. I felt my eyelids getting heavier already. Tiredness taking over. "You gunna be alright?" Jerome asked concerned.

"Stay with me?" I ask quietly, my voice high pitched and I look up him with a puppy dog pout. He chuckled and kicks off his shoes. I smile lightly. He comes and lays down behind me, his arm protectively over me.

"Now try and sleep." I yawn and close my eyes.

"Thank you, Jerome." and then I drift off into sleep.

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