Here's your chapter, everyone. It might be confusing at first, but I'll explain later on in the story.
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Fabian's POV (a few days later)
I am such an idiot. Absentmindedly strumming my guitar did not help. When Nina knocked on my door, I was extremely relieved. She was the only person I would listen to right now. Under one condition, though: She could never bring up what had happened if I was around.
My other housemates were trying their best not to let me relive that first day. But I could still hear them in the common room or in the hall, not-so-quietly talking about it.
"She will be okay, you know," Nina soothed as she sat down on my bed beside me.
I emitted a sigh. "I shouldn't have let Rufus get to her like that… I just can't live with the feeling I could've stopped it. And it's even worse because of what he said afterward."
"What'd he say?"
Oh, crap. I never told Nina about his little message. I made a promise to Chey that I wouldn't until she got back. Three days had passed since she first went to the hospital. That's right: I said hospital. Rufus pulled a gun on us, and before I knew it Chey was crouched down in pain, blood staining her side. The doctors told us it was only a grazing wound, but it still went somewhat deep. The only problem was that once we got her into a private room, she didn't wake up after her surgery. Results from several tests showed that the sight and smell of so much blood and the feel of stitches, as well as the stress of traveling, sent her into a coma.
I pushed the unbearable thoughts away and averted my gaze. Nina shook her head slightly. "I wish you would tell me," she replied to my silence. "Then maybe I could help."
"The only one who could help me now is Cheyenne," I muttered.
Chey's POV
At dinner, I decided to challenge Nina about all this. It had been I few days since I first arrived. Amber kept talking about how I was ruining Fabina. Fabian looked away whenever he heard these conversations, and Nina just stared off into space.
Same old, same old. Jerome and Alfie nearly started a food fight, but I quickly stopped it once I heard footsteps coming downstairs. Nina's footsteps.
"So, Nina," I called. "Did you finally decide to join us for supper?"
Without seeing her face, I knew she was shocked. "I always do," she answered. Her voice shook.
"Or are you going out with someone?" A hard edge crept into my voice.
Fabian looked up sharply at me from his plate. "What are you doing?" he asked. I was the only other one to hear it.
"Saving you," I muttered back. "Nina, you never answered my second question!"
"Fine, maybe I am going someplace. A few friends invited me to dinner at their house." All of us saw through her lie. My housemates stared at me in confusion. I held up a finger, knowing she would crack… "Alright!" Now. She stomped into the room, pure anger shown on her face. "How did you find out?" she demanded.
"It's not that hard when you're my roommate," I retorted. "Do you think I really can't hear you on the phone when you're in the same room as me?"
"If you've been looking through my things, I have a load to tell you. Never, ever touch my stuff."
Before we went into a heated argument, a crash sounded from outside. The others all got up, following Nina out the front door. Fabian stayed with me, however. I had a strange feeling about all of this… as if it weren't real.
Victor appeared in the doorway. His eyes were narrowed at me. "What do you know?" he queried in a low tone. He barely noticed Fabian next to me. "Tell me everything you know!"
"What do you mean?" I knew he was talking about the Cup of Ankh and the elixir of life. He continued to glare, and I instantly cringed. "Everything?" I echoed in a small, quiet voice. He nodded simply. Fabian's fingers entwined with mine under the table, filling me with courage again. "I know that your father created the elixir in hopes of gaining eternal life. He lived with you and Sarah Frobisher-Smythe here in Anubis House. Sarah's parents died on an expedition in Egypt. She had a few things to do with the Cup. One thing led to another, you thought Joy was the chosen one when it was really Nina, and now the Cup is hidden away where you can never find it."
"You know more," he challenged.
"What, like Rufus Zeno has returned? Yeah, I know plenty about that." I winced. "He… he said that he would have to take care of the chosen one…" I stammered.
"And her sister," Victor guessed, his gaze softening.
"How do you know that?" Fabian inquired.
"Rufus and I had the same intentions once. Then he grew into The Betrayal. Sarah left us to fend for ourselves – you and Nina as well, it seems."
"How do you know it's me?" To me, my voice sounded like a squeak as fear took over.
Victor walked into the main hall without another word, unlocked the door, and went to his office before the rest of the house could come back in. Once they did, I was with him upstairs. Fabian soon joined us.
"You must be careful," he warned. "When one gets too strong, many things can go for the worst. When one gets too weak…" He never finished. He only shooed us from the room, slamming the office door behind us.
As I fell asleep that night, I couldn't help but wonder about everything that occurred after I got here. I thought I could hear my housemates, but they were distant sounds. Once more I had the feeling this wasn't reality, that it was some big dream. A dream that I did not know how to wake up from.
That seems like a good place to end. Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I'm writing 8 stories at once. Four I have on here, one I strictly keep at school, and the other three I made into series and hope to get published someday. Please bear with me if I make any mistakes; sometimes I get confused. But hey, at least it keeps me from being bored all the time. Also check out blackravens4's story: House of Gems.
Chey's in a coma! *tear* I only say that since she is practically me… Although, obviously, I'm not like her right now.
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