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He was hovering over her once again. He had been hovering from the moment she had woken up in the infirmary. The nurse had only allowed her short moment of consciousness at first has the pain in her body had been simply excruciating. Like every member in her body were on fire. "You sure you want to do this?" Jay had to be forced out of the infirmary most of the time. He had done the work of the nurse almost impossible. So she had ended up only allowing him for short periods at a time. Five days later Lonnie had been allowed out of the infirmary but there was still pain left in her. The burning sensation had left her but her body was still in pain. It was as if it was heavy, it took all her energy to actually go from one activity to another. "I'm sick of that infirmary Jay. And Audrey proposed this to actually keep my mind off of that damn pain in my body." It was true, Audrey had asked her to help her brainstorm for the Halloween formal. This would take no energy and it would only change her mind. It was when she was able to free her mind that she could forget the pain. At night she had to take a powerful potion that the nurse and fairy godmother prepared to help her sleep. She was a little jealous of the other student who seemed to fare better with their shared condition. He never complained of the pain and he even regained consciousness before her.
"Is it getting better?" She raised her eyes and smile to comfort the boy next to him. He was protective and she was glad. She didn't want to cause him more distress so she actually wouldn't tell him the full truth. She would put her brave face on and try to go through her day even if it was hard. "Yeah don't worry. And it is just a brainstorming session." At least she was not completely lying. The pain was not as bad and she was coping much better than at first. And it was also only a brainstorming session. And maybe Audrey would finally speak of what or who was making her so happy these days. When she had last seen the princess, she was almost beaming with happiness. The two girls clearly had a lot of catching up to do. "We have to decide the theme of the Halloween dance. By now it is three weeks away." Yeah Halloween wasn't so far away. They had to find the perfect idea if they were to have everything prepare and the decoration delivered to the school in time. So it was time to get serious about the little party. "Actually two but OK." Well, her timing was not perfect that was true. And she had lost a week in the infirmary, so yeah maybe he was right in saying there was only two weeks left. It was even more pressing than. "You sure you can go on your own." She sighed. Jay was a pain in the ass from time to time but yeah she was fine to go on her own. Audrey's room was only three rooms away from hers. She was not walking to the other side of campus. She just hoped he'd stop hovering.
She finally decided to tease him a little bit, let him gently understand that he was being a little much even by his standards. "What do you think I need a prince charming?" She had a smirk on her lips and she looked at him he was having a glint of amusement in his eyes. But at least he was getting the message and he entered in her playful banter. "I was maybe more thinking of a knight in shining armour but I'd be a fine prince." Damn even if she was getting better at these witty remark she shouldn't forget that he was from the Isle, these kids mastered the art in third grade probably. And Jay was a fine example of it. Every time she thought he would falter, he just had another quick remark and she was left with nothing else to say. She put her hand on his shoulder and quickly went in for a kiss. "I'll be Okey and you need to stop hovering over me OK. Between you and Hameela I don't know who's worst." She smile talking about her missing room. That girl was super nice but ever since the incident she was a little suffocating too. As if she felt guilty for what had happened to her. It is not like she had known for sure that such a thing would have happened. Even if she had told her about her feeling of dread before Lonnie wouldn't have believed her. So this was inevitable.
She had accepted her sister's offer when the Idea had been proposed to her. She was missing the time when she was a track star. And they didn't have a track team here in Auradon even if she had pleaded with fairy godmother to find a coach it was not happening fast enough. She was keeping up with her training but she needed challenges. And when Whitley had proposed this little competition with her swimming team Mara had jumped on the occasion. She was getting out of the locker room while the team was already next to the team speaking to one of the team members. The other kid that had suffered the attack with Lonnie. They were both back to classes but it was clear that Lonnie was suffering more. Or maybe that other kid was just better had hidden the pain. "Welcome back to the team Anton. Hope you are better." Mara looked at the interaction between her sister and the swimmer from afar. She was glad that her family was here but at the same time she felt isolated. Her twin brother didn't know about her computer being attacked. The only person who knew was Harsen and he was the only one she could talk to about that. Yet there was something scary in information he would know about her. It was like he knew her personal life even her dearest secret. She had stopped keeping up with her personal journal on her computer because it was scaring her a lot what if the hacker was sending her private thought to some of the students. She just didn't like the idea at all. "I am coaching." She looked at the guy and recognize him as the other kid that had been attacked the same night has Lonnie about a week ago. The only reason she knew it was an attacked it was because Mads at told her the discussion the group had had the day after.
She looked at the interaction between her sister and the swimmer and she felt like the swimmer was being less than genuine. There was a way he had flinched a little when Whitley had touched his shoulder, the rigidity he had about him. Mara was sure it was not completely genuine, but she didn't say a word. She would have to admit that kid did scare her a bit. She had seen the fight between him and Charming, she was almost first row for it and she didn't like violence at all. "Good! So team we are going to start in the Gym today." There was a groan from everyone. A groan of dissatisfaction coming from the entire group. The most vocal had been Harry Hook. Whitley's half-brother. "Ugh … not again." Mara smiled, for all of Whitley beautiful quality she would have had the same reaction has the teenager who shared part of her blood. It was funny in a way. She was sure that Whitley reacted pretty much the same back in her swimming days. Not that she had stopped, she had even tried to get her family to start swimming but that was not happening anytime soon. They all knew how too, they were just not passionate enough to join a team to do it. "Keep complaining and I'll make it harder on you Hook." Whitley's smile was almost as evil as it could be. She was smiling mostly because she thought her joke was funny. Of that Mara was certain.
Harry's face at sobered up before she could see a glint of evilness in his eyes and she knew exactly what side of Whitley's family she had when she gotten very mischievous or sarcastic. It was crazy how much her sister and Harry looked like each other. "Yeapy … gym training." She heard the Scottish accent and had a little giggle. That giggle attracted the team and her sister's attention. Which remembered the coach that she had an idea to make the training a little more exciting. Whitley did sign Mara to approach with the redhead did very happily while she put her mane of hair in a ponytail. "Common everyone starts with a ten-minute run. But today we are gonna make it interesting… Meet Mara my little sister. And also one of the fastest runners in DunBroch and the fastest female runner there. Your goal during those ten minutes is to reach out to her. Think you can do it?" The team roar in approval but they just didn't know what they were in for. She was very challenging has a runner and she had endurance. They were lucky it was only a ten minutes. Mara on the other stood proud and tall while Whitley directed everyone to the gym where they would be running.
They had been running for five minutes now and Mara was way far ahead. Surprisingly Audrey and Anton were the fastest runner in the team. Anton had almost caught up to her in three minutes and Andrey was getting faster but still not enough to catch up to Mara. She was now levelled up with Anton and was barely breaking a sweat. On the other hand, her opponent looked in extreme pain and was sweating profusely. "You are Anton, right?" She asked the question casually maintaining his pace even if she could have challenged him to go faster. She took a little bit of pity on him because she thought he really didn't look good. "MmmmM." His answer sounded pained and she did grow a little scared he would faint on her. He had his fist closed tight and she knew it wasn't good to be so tight, he would injure himself if he wasn't careful. "You sure you are OK." She knew he had told Whitley he was but from the moment he had uttered that word she was certain he had lied. She was starting to believe she should have said something at that exact moment because it wasn't good for him to push himself so far while in pain. A runner could run through discomfort but not pain, and she believed it was the same with swimmers. "Yes." He had sounded annoyed by her question but mostly she saw his featured tightened even harder. She could see traits of anger in his features. She took a deep breath and did put all the courage she had in her answer. "You look like you are white knuckling it. " He grunted in anger and she got a little scared. She knew that she didn't have a chance in front of him if he got so angry that he decided to attack her.
He didn't get that angry but she turned her head and she saw resolve in his eyes. "I'm good. Now don't slow down … go faster!" He had basically ordered her to go faster. He was almost out of breath and he wanted to go faster. What was this logic? The goal of this exercise was not to hurt the swimmers. Yes, it was clear that she could go faster but there was no need for him to try to go faster. "Woah calm down…" She wanted him to take it slower and she had thought he would have listened to her. She tried to finish her sentence but he immediately cut her off. "Go faster I'm not a wimp!" She didn't know if he was angry or decided, she didn't like that idea at all. She didn't think he was a wimp by any means. Actually, if she was right with her theory she thought he was actually braver than her. That wouldn't surprise her whatsoever. From her discussions with Harsen in the past few weeks she had gathered that most of the children from the Island of the lost were probably braver than her. "You already caught up to me trust me you are faster than half your team you have nothing else to prove." She had tried to be convincing but while she was talking she had looked at him from the corner of his eyes and she knew he was not backing down. "Please go faster." He was almost pleading with her. All sign of his anger was gone from his feature. She was wondering if he knew he was faster than this and the struggle was making him determine to go faster. She just shrugged and started to increased her pace even more. He was keeping up with her with greater difficulty but she heard him clearly say: "Thanks." This was a little heartbreaking for the young teenager. She had not expected this at all. She had not expected him to thank her for doing something so extreme. She looked back and while Audrey had increased her pace the new one had left her father at the back.
After her run with the swim team she had stayed by the pool, she had been deep in her novel and had read for the entire hour. She didn't want to open her computer because she knew there would be more images awaiting her and she had decided to stay there where she felt safe with her older sister close by. "Mara something seems to bother you." She jumped when her sister's voice startled her from the deep focus she had been in reading. She was so focused on the novel she didn't even notice practice was done. She threw her book in her bag and got up. She smiled for her sister while the exited the pool area. "It's nothing Whit'" she had been as convincing as she was trying to reassure her sister that everything was perfect, even if it was far from it. She didn't want to bother her sister with her few problem, like the fact that her computer had been hacked and she was the victim of a cyber attack, or that Madelaine had told her some student thought last week's attacks were only a beginning, or even what she thought how Anton was hurting. She said nothing of that and rather focused on boring discussion with her sister. She left her sister and started walking toward the main campus silently lost in her thought. "What did you tell the coach!" She jumped when she felt a hand grabbing her arm with strength. She winced in pain when she was yanked back by the people who had had recognized him and she turned toward him trying to get away from his grasp. "Ouch… Dude I bruise easily and you are hurting me." While he did hurt her, she wasn't scared of him. For some reason she didn't think this was what he was trying to do. It was just how he had been raised.
He let her go immediately when he realize that he had exaggerated the force he had used on her. There was a look of guilt but he was showing nothing else. "I'm sorry … what were you telling the coach." She was a little annoyed had the tone of accusation in the teenager's voice. She didn't need to answer him in reality but she felt like it would reassure him if she did. She sighed a little annoyed at the teenager's attitude. Didn't he remember her being Whitley's sister? "Nothing! She is my sister she was asking me how I am. It's what family does." She had spoken with annoyance didn't even notice that he had winced at the word. She never thought for one bit that they may not share the same experience and yet she should've. She and Harsen had talked in detail about their own family's experience, he was the only one she had told about Whitley being Captain Hook illegitimate daughter. She trusted that kid a lot more than most. But at the moment she was forgetting the most important information they had not been raised with the same type of parents. "Not mine! I'm sorry." She put a hand on his upper arm raising her head to look him in the eyes. She knew that he was in pain and he had been lying to her during the run, this time she wouldn't let him lie to her she would go straight to the point. "What happened last week really messed you up. You still seem in pain." She was not saying it as a question, it was said as if it was some evidence. There was no need for him to try to deny it. She didn't want him to think it was a question, she wanted him to finally admit the truth she had been trying to get when they were running. He lowered his eyes and looked at her. "Don't tell your sister OK." He was finally admitting it and he shuddered out of her touch as if the simple touch of her hands was giving him so much pain.
She was pondering his request. She didn't know if it was safe not to tell his secret, if he was in such pain maybe he should speak to someone. Surely there were consequences to the spell he and Lonnie had both been a victim of. "Sure…" She was trying to find the right word to tell him that he shouldn't keep that a secret, at least not from his coach. Or maybe from one person who could help him deal with all this. She didn't if it was a psychosomatic effect of the spell or if it was a side effect of it but maybe keeping it a secret was not a great idea. "Promise me you won't. Please!" She looked in his eyes and she shouldn't have. He was pleading with her not to talk, he was looking like a poor child who didn't want to be punished. Why did he believe that he would be punished if the truth came out? What did he live through that made him believe anything bad would happen? "Jee… Fine I won't!" If he wanted to shut her up, she had no doubt that he would be able to do so. His stature alone was enough to scare her even if for some reason she was still not afraid of him. Something in her told her that he was not a threat to her, not at the moment. "You were right when we were running. I was white knuckling it. Fighting the pain. It won't leave me." He lowered his head admitting the truth. At least he was not lying to himself anymore, admitting the truth was at least the beginning of the healing.
They were going to be late for class so she started walking toward the main campus again and she felt him follow her. "Have you told someone?" She knew the answer but she wanted him to admit it. She had gotten him to admit the pain maybe if she could get him to admit he needed to talk about it she would get him to seek help. "No… Who would I tell?" the simple idea seem to dumbfound him. She wasn't one to really talk on the subject as she was keeping a big secret of her own but she hadn't gone through something as bad as he had. "Your friends… I don't know." She could learn from that lesson. Maybe she should talk about what was torturing her mind. The cyber attack, what these image were actually doing to her, how much they were scaring her and making her year horrible. "My friends figure that if it gets too bad I'll tell them." If he was anything like her, he would never tell anyone and she was certain of it. She was suddenly certain he would never speak of it to anyone. Because even if he trusted his friend he wouldn't speak of it, just as much as she wouldn't speak of the attack to her friend or family. "Will you?" Maybe if he said yes it would cement it in her mind that she should speak of what was happening to her, to her friend. But looking at his face she knew exactly his answer. "It's going to pass." She lowered her head and she felt her own courage leave her, she feels like she is absolutely alone. Knowing of this evil in the school, probably being attacked mentally by the same evil as the one that attacked him and Lonnie, yet she feels close to him. She just doesn't know what to make of it.
She just decides to tell the one truth she knows. If he doesn't speak to anyone, he can at least take care. "Yeah but, in the meantime, you could injure yourself even more by trying to run before you can walk." If he pushed too hard, he could end up injuring himself even more. This at least she knows for sure. She knows that he could truly destroy his season if he were to push through the pain in the wrong way. "Please take care and ask for help if you need it OK." She didn't look at him on purpose. She didn't know what would happen if she looked at those brown eyes of his. They were a little scary, they had in intensity to it. They could hide so much and then talk so much the next moment. It was like if he had a switch to show or not his emotions. "Thanks." She smiled and shouldered her bag higher on her shoulder while smiling. At least he knew how to say thank you and sorry. Hadn't he said sorry to Chad a day or two after attacking him? "It's my pleasure." And it was.
They walked in silence for a minute or two before they heard the first bell. Oh no they only had ten minutes left on that break to get to their class. She was fast on her feet but he really had to go. "Gotta go … or they'll think I'm corrupting you." She laughs, she knew he had class with Aaron, everyone from the Isle had that class, she knew that because of Harsen. He had talked to her about his schedule and that class. He said he liked it but she felt he was hiding something about that class. "Or you'll be late to Aaron's class." He did seem completely surprised, about her knowing the truth. She started laughing when she saw his face. It was actually hilarious. "How…" She smiles and decided to remind him of a little fact that everyone seemed to know but still kept forgetting. It wasn't the first time she heard suppressed in people's voice when they realized that the swimming coach was dating the new professor. "He is dating my sister you know. I've known him since they met in college." Yeah, he was a graduate from Auradon Prep and Whitley had graduated from the school in DunBroch. But when they left for college they ended up meeting. And the rest had been history. They were perfect for each other, he was a gentle soul that could temper the hot head that was her sister's temper from time to time. But there was no time to explain to the villain kids the perfection that was her sister's relationship with his professor. "Now go I won't be your alibi." She turned her healed and started running toward her class.
He was angry and he couldn't explain why. Ever since he had seen her with that pathetic Tremaine kid he had wanted to murder someone. No, he wanted to murder the entire Tremaine family line, starting with the oaf. What right did he have to speak to her, to his fragile soul, that fragile soul that he was trying to corrupt for himself. He wanted to make her in his mistress of evil. Slowly he was corrupting her mind with these images and he was sure of that. And here she goes to talk to that moron, being nice to that asshole. Didn't she understand he was beneath her, he needed to get her to become evil faster or to torture her and break her spirit faster? She was making him angry, she was making him want to murder. Didn't she understand that she was his, there was no way he would let her get away with doing this to another like this? He had to go back to his magic book, he had to find a way to speed the process. A spell that would make her truly evil and he had to do it right now. There was no other way he would get that guy away from her, that he would be able to show the world his true colour. She would be his or she would be no one else.