Chapter 6; Who are you?

Daine tucked the last rose into her curly hair. Unmanagable as it was, she adored having curls. They looked fantastic when a formal event occured. This particular event was hardly formal, two others being the only guests, but it was so special she would remember it forever.

"Daine? Daine, are you ready yet?"

"Yes, but you can't see me! It's bad luck!"

"Don't tell me you're into superstition."

"Don't tell me you don't know that part of me." Her tone was an imitation of his laughing groan.

"I'll be waiting."

"Where can I meet you?" She smiled slightly at her joke, then leant her head against the door, waiting for a reply. She heard a loud banging noise. "Numair?" She tore the door open, not caring if it was bad luck.

"How far will you go for him?" This new voice had never entered her ears before. She would have remembered such a distinctly nasal voice.

"Who are you? Where have you taken him?" Her outburst shocked a few passers-by. Evidently they were deaf to the cruel tone.

"He doesn't love you. He's never loved anyone."

"Who are you?" she screamed.

"He's never loved anyone."

"Who are you?"

"He doesn't love you. He doesn't know how to."

"TELL ME WHO YOU ARE!"

When the voice spoke next, it was soft, almost as if it was living in a distant memory. "I loved her. I really loved her."

"WHO ARE YOU?"

"HE ruined it! He ruined MY life! I loved her!"

"WHO ARE YOU?"

"Now the tables have turned! They've turned right around. I have the right cards, I have the right of the roll! It's my time to shine!"

"WHO ARE YOU?"

"I can win."

Ahem. Um, sorry. This was meant to be a happy chapter. Guess I'll write the next chapter now, make that a happy chapter. Otherwise I'll be depressed. Review? I'll do my cool face!
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