Visibly Invisible
Chapter 8: Misunderstanding…big time!
Edmund's POV:
I burst into tears, right there and then. Myth stared at me and then at Dylexia's unmoving body and then back at me.
'What is she doing here?'
'Was,' I muttered, holding her…dead…body close, longing to hear that soothing intakes of breath and that drumming of her heart but it wasn't coming back.
It was gone. Lost. Done.
Dylexia Carter was done.
And just like that, I kept crying, burying my head in her hair, aware of Myth's saddened eyes watching me as the How drew closer. My heart was aching. I was actually wishing for death so I could be with her. Stupid and reckless, yet so warm and amazing; I wanted to give up everything to bring her back.
But Aslan had seen it fit to call her back and I had to live with it.
My tears had ceased by the time we reached the How and Myth flew down. Peter and Caspian were big time mad at each other, but my numb senses didn't catch a word of their argument. All I could stare at was her motionless body, who less than 24 hours earlier, had kissed me with everything we had. And just like that, she was gone.
'Stop it!' I heard someone scream loudly as Peter and Caspian reached the "to the kill" stage and I vaguely realized it was me. Lucy was busy tending to Trumpkin, who recovered in less than a minute as I lay Dy down beside him. Lucy gasped and raised the cordial, but I stopped her.
'She's gone,'
The gasp that went up was unbelievably loud. Lucy burst into tears, Susan was muttering something about recklessness and Peter just stayed there, a mask of indifference of his face but I knew better.
'What are you talkin' 'bout?' Trumpkin frowned at me, his small hand at her pulse. I repeated my words clearly and without emotion.
'She's…gone,'
'Don't you talk to me like I'm some sort o' sick retarded! She's alive, genius,' his words filled me with a tiny twinge of hope as he snatched the cordial almost dangerously from Lucy and quickly poured a drop in her. Everyone, especially me, held their breath. Long moments passed.
Dylexia's POV:
I floated, damn yeah I did! I didn't feel any sort of pain. It was a dreamy sensation that made me feel weightless. I didn't need an Einstein to tell me I was dead. But what about Ed, my mind reminded me, but I almost selfishly didn't care. The feeling was too priceless to give away.
And then I saw trusty boy there with a large smile. I walked towards him and even when my feet didn't hit the ground, I reached him with floating warmth.
'You are good with where you are I see,' he said and I nodded, too weightless to even speak.
'It is not your time to be in my country yet, daughter of Eve,'
'But…,' I protested, and suddenly he disappeared, the white clear atmosphere turning dark and hazy. A large orange creature appeared out of the blue and I screamed, the weightlessness disappearing in a flash.
And then suddenly, I was in someone's arms which were soothing me.
'Ssh, ssh, it's okay, you're with me,' I heard Ed and then I knew I wasn't dead. Pulling my head back with a panicked expression, I looked up at Ed who looked relieved , like he found something important that he lost.
'Dy!' Susan yelled and soon the entire Pevensie family, Caspian included, were huddled together around me in a group hug. And beyond that tight bone crushing, I heard Ed.
'Never scare me like that again,'
And that was enough for me.
'So, what punishment should we give you were being so reckless?' Ed pulled me towards him as I walked in with him. The entire family had been thoughtful enough to give us some privacy and were out there, grieving over the deceased. I just grinned at him and ran outside, leaving him laughing.
Edmund's POV:
Note to self: I believed in Aslan even more now. He was the man! He was the boss!
That's very L.A. isn't it?
Smiling faintly to myself, I sat down on my heather, lovingly listening to Dy giggle at something from outside. Moving my hand dreamily, my hand fell on a crumpled paper and I picked it up.
Ed,
Meet me at the back of the How at sunset.
You know who I am.
I smiled again. Of course I knew who she was.
No prizes for guessing. Literally.
Dy avoided me and giggled at the sight of me all day. I didn't push it, I knew she wanted to surprise me. Teria was distant, not that I cared though. I just treasured Dy all day, from a distance because she was being too giggly and girly with Lucy. Peter and Caspian hated it because quote "we had lost too much, and all they can do is laugh?" Nobody seemed to mind though. Everyone was glad to have Dy back.
Dusk came a little too late and I waited till it was a little dark so that I could enjoy our "date" as she put it properly. Lucy sensed my excitement.
'You having a rendezvous with Dy tonight aren't you? She's awfully excited about something, too,' she sounded casual and I was glad she didn't push the topic of my love life further.
As soon as the sun slipped below the horizon, I dashed out, earning glares from Peter but I couldn't care less. I just fled towards the back, before a pair of lips tackled mine. Playfully, I wrapped my arms around her waist and shoved my tongue inside her mouth, and that made her moan.
And that's when I realized.
It wasn't Dy.
Dylexia's POV:
I skipped happily towards the back of the How, ecstatic at that message Ed had left me. After my near death, we hadn't seen much of each other. I got the message so I knew I had to avoid him. And he kept throwing me that look too, which clearly meant he knew everything.
A moan made me halt right in my tracks and I saw, with a sinking heart, the scene in front of me.
A girl hidden in the shadows lip locked with Ed, who had his arms around her waist. She almost forcefully had his hair under her hands. Tears stung at the back of my eyes, as Ed freed himself and I saw who the girl was.
Teria.
So I ran. Just like that.
Another Cliffy! And my second update in one day! Cool!
