Chapter 11
I had my history exam today. It went suprisingly okay. It started snowing so I got sent home after the exam which was great because I got more time to write this. Anyway I think you might like this chapter, let me know. xxx
"I'd learned that some things are best kept secret."
Morgana didn't sit with them at lunch. Since Saturday tings were just too awkward and she didn't want to put Arthur and Gwen in a difficult position so she kept herself distant. Eating in the park just outside of the school, which just so happened to be the same park that she and Merlin had shared their first kiss. Sitting on the exact same bench at the exact same place in the exact same place, yet everything had changed. She knows things have changed, become more complicated and she knew that Merlin wasn't the reason. It was her. She had made their conversation into a screaming match and made the conscious effort to avoid him. She wanted to cry but she couldn't. Its seems that Morgana Le Fey doesn't cry.
"You too huh?" came the questioning voice of Freya.
Great Morgana thought, exactly what I need right now. She looked up to see her standing in front of her with a contempt look on her face. Freya let out a sigh and slumped onto the bench next to Morgana and twisted her head around the landscape.
"This place holds so many memories." Still looking over everything as if seeing if anything had changed from the last time she was here. "Special memories." Freya said smiling and looking at Morgana.
Morgana kept her head down sliding her phone through her slim pale fingers not taking any notice of the girl. Why doesn't she just get the hint? I don't want to know her and her 'special memories'. Freya's voice broke through her thoughts.
"This was the place Merlin and I shared our first kiss. Well that among other things." At this Morgana looked up with her mouth wide open.
This was her special place with Merlin, or so she thought. How much he had been hiding. Had he met her at Costa too when he told her he had cheated? And what 'other things' was Freya referring too. Oh god she couldn't. No. The thought of Merlin and Freya here doing that made Morgana shiver.
"Oh you didn't know? Yes we did but no it wasn't here." She smirked reading Morgana's discomfort and thoughts apparently. "I thought you're precious Merlin would have told you."
"Why would he tell me he isn't my precious anything." Morgana spat at the smug looking girl who was still sitting next to her.
Freya shook her head and starting tutting disapprovingly which only made Morgana more furious. "Oh Morgana, green is such an ugly colour on you." (well actually I think it is rather nice, but who cares back on with the story.) "Merlin told me everything," she continued smugly like a cat who had just caught its mouse, "about you and him. Your poor poor life story."
At this Morgana snapped. "You bitch!" she screamed and lunged at her pulling her thin dark hair and making her squeal in pain. "You know nothing about me!" throwing Freya to the concrete beneath them. She fell on the surface with a thud but Morgana didn't feel bad. Freya was disgusting and manipulative and deserved everything she was about to give her. She knew nothing about her. Nothing of her life. Not the lonely years she had suffered after her father's death. Not the pain and grief she had been through, watching her mother abandon her too. Alone. Afraid.
"No your wrong I do know you." Freya breathed just before Morgana was about to slap her. She struggled to raise herself. The concrete had grazed the side of her face and her head was bleeding slightly from the force of Morgana's grip. "Because I've been there."
"Don't come near me again. If you do you will get worse than this." Morgana spat and walked away from the bruised girl on the ground meaning every word she had just said.
The cafeteria was busy. Students packed in a line waiting for food whilst others sat around the red tables with a group of their friends. Merlin sat with Arthur and Gwen at a table near the back, eating his cheese sandwich. Arthur and Gwen we talking and smiling and Merlin couldn't help but feel like the third wheel.
"Where you going mate?" Arthur asked as Merlin stood from his seat and began to leave the cafeteria.
"I'd thought I'd take a walk, get some fresh air." Merlin replied. Gwen smiled sweetly at the obviously confused boy.
"She'll come back to you Merlin, she just needs time." Gwen said and Merlin nodded before leaving.
It was only a short walk to the park. Took all about ten minutes. In those ten minutes Merlin's thoughts were filled of only one person. Her piercing yet beautiful jade eyes. Her delicious lips that tasted like sugar. Her long raven coloured hair that always smelt like cherries. Her pale skin that was almost as soft as silk. How he longed for her to be with him again, to laugh with him again. She was so angry, so distant.
He felt the trees brush against him as he walked through the park and towards the rusty bench. Morgana wasn't at lunch but she hadn't been there all week and all Merlin wanted was to talk to her and explain everything properly and how he could and would never cheat on her because he loved her so much it hurt. Maybe she was sitting on the bench. No why would she be sitting on the bench when it held memories. Pushing these thoughts out of his head he continued walking until he say her. Sitting on the bench with a grazed face and slightly bloody head.
"Freya? What Happened?" The girl looked up and smiled weakly at Merlin who ran quickly towards her.
Freya began to sob and Merlin instinctively comforted her.
"It was Morgana." She chocked through sobs. "She attacked me."
"Shhhh. It's okay." Merlin said wiping away tears and pulling her into an embrace. Her head rested on his shoulder, and Merlin noticed that she had stopped crying. What he didn't notice was the smirk that rested upon her lips. The evil glint in her eyes.
DUN DUN DUN... so what did you all think. Morgana got fiesty and gave Freya a much deserved beat up. Merlin don't believe whatever she says she is evil! What's going to happen?
