Conspiracy
Chapter 14
Raven and Kyra were window-shopping later that day. Raven dragged Kyra to the most expensive stores, waving a fist-full of money in the air.
"Ok hun, you are going to buy something and it is going to be a very expensive something." Raven said, looking through a store window at the evening gowns.
"What? I thought you hated shopping!"
"So? You like it. I'm making a sacrifice! Now let's shop." Raven said, trying to keep herself in a good mood. Kyra was surprised that none of them was that affected by Hawk's sudden death anymore. But then perhaps it was because they had never seen the body, never saw Hawk actually die. The hospital staff decided it was best for them to put it into a coffin themselves and hold the cremation as soon as possible. They weren't ever allowed to open the coffin, as the doctors said it was too gruesome a sight. So instead, they would think happy thoughts and keep this tragedy as far from their minds as humanly possible.
The two women stepped into a small, secluded boutique just off the main street. It was beautifully done on the inside, the clothing displayed on manikins and surrounded by Victorian décor. A small woman from behind the main counter came up to them hurriedly, clad in a designed outfit. She glanced distastefully at the sweater Raven was wearing.
"Oh, dear…I hope you realize that we don't sell anything like that here." She said, wrinkling her nose.
"No kidding, that's why I came here. Now stop being a smart ass and serve your customers like a good little sales clerk." Raven hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. In height she stood a good six inches about the sales clerk. The little woman gulped loudly and pasted a forced smile on her face.
Kyra shook her head and smiled to herself. Raven definitely hadn't lost her natural ability to scare people. Yet the reason Raven continued to wear that sweater was completely unknown even to her. She asked Raven about it as they browsed the racks of dresses.
"Why? I don't know. I've become abnormally attached to it." Raven responded simply.
**Don't delay! Call now! Madame Cleo always has the answers!**
Kyra burst out laughing as the commercial for the famous psychic came on over the radio the clerk had sitting on the counter.
Raven stopped what she was doing, but didn't laugh. She furrowed her brow in deep thought then started mumbling something to herself.
"Cleo, Calo, Chaye, Claeo…Chelo, Chlaye…"
Kyra stopped laughing and looked curiously at Raven. She looked as if she were in some kind of trance.
"Chlola, Cayla, Chelly, Chloy…"
"What the heck are you mumbling about?" Kyra said, not liking the strange look that clouded Raven's usually bright blue eyes.
"Chloy…Chloy…" Raven bit her lip and put her hand to her forehead.
The sales clerk bounded up to them as if she thought they were plotting to shoplift.
"Excuse me ladies, what is going on?" She took one look at Raven then stood back, her eyes widening. "What the hell is going on…is she having a seizure? What is this! An ancient evil ritual? Get her out of my store! This'll give me a bad name!"
"Chloy…Chloye…Chlo…Chloe! That's it!" Raven snapped out of her trance and started to jump up and down. "That's who—"
She wasn't able to finish her sentence. She suddenly collapsed, her eyes closing as she hit the floor with a very loud thump.
"Oh my god! Raven!" Kyra screamed, kneeling own beside her friend.
"Oh lord! There goes my business…"
Raven's eyesight went from seeing black to seeing a white mist then finally to a clear picture as she lay unconscious in the middle of the boutique.
~*~*DrEaM LaNd (FlaSh BaCk)*~*~
"Brady! There you are…" Chloe said, plunking herself down beside her best friend on the swinging seat on the porch of the house next door to her. Brady smiled down at her and leaned back against the cushioned seat, pulling his black sweater off of him.
"It's a warm one tonight isn't it?" He said, looking up into the night sky.
"Are you insane? I should have grabbed a jacket!" Chloe said, rubbing her arms.
Brady gave her a strange look as he sat at a comfortable temperature in his t-shirt. He handed Chloe his sweater and told her to wear it. Chloe looked down at the fleecy sweater and pulled it on over her thick mass of curls. She had worn the sweater so many times before. It was almost as if it were hers.
"There, better?" Brady asked, giving her a small smile.
"Uh huh!" Chloe said, leaning her head on his shoulder. "It's good to have a best friend who's willing to give up his sweater for me."
Brady laughed lightly. "It sure is!"
~*~*EnD oF dReAm LaNd*~*~
"Raven? Raven!" Kyra tapped restlessly on her friend's cheek.
Raven opened her eyes slowly and looked up at the two relieved faces looking down at her. All memory of her dream was lost as she stood up and wiped the dust off her black, fleecy sweater.
Chapter 14
Raven and Kyra were window-shopping later that day. Raven dragged Kyra to the most expensive stores, waving a fist-full of money in the air.
"Ok hun, you are going to buy something and it is going to be a very expensive something." Raven said, looking through a store window at the evening gowns.
"What? I thought you hated shopping!"
"So? You like it. I'm making a sacrifice! Now let's shop." Raven said, trying to keep herself in a good mood. Kyra was surprised that none of them was that affected by Hawk's sudden death anymore. But then perhaps it was because they had never seen the body, never saw Hawk actually die. The hospital staff decided it was best for them to put it into a coffin themselves and hold the cremation as soon as possible. They weren't ever allowed to open the coffin, as the doctors said it was too gruesome a sight. So instead, they would think happy thoughts and keep this tragedy as far from their minds as humanly possible.
The two women stepped into a small, secluded boutique just off the main street. It was beautifully done on the inside, the clothing displayed on manikins and surrounded by Victorian décor. A small woman from behind the main counter came up to them hurriedly, clad in a designed outfit. She glanced distastefully at the sweater Raven was wearing.
"Oh, dear…I hope you realize that we don't sell anything like that here." She said, wrinkling her nose.
"No kidding, that's why I came here. Now stop being a smart ass and serve your customers like a good little sales clerk." Raven hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. In height she stood a good six inches about the sales clerk. The little woman gulped loudly and pasted a forced smile on her face.
Kyra shook her head and smiled to herself. Raven definitely hadn't lost her natural ability to scare people. Yet the reason Raven continued to wear that sweater was completely unknown even to her. She asked Raven about it as they browsed the racks of dresses.
"Why? I don't know. I've become abnormally attached to it." Raven responded simply.
**Don't delay! Call now! Madame Cleo always has the answers!**
Kyra burst out laughing as the commercial for the famous psychic came on over the radio the clerk had sitting on the counter.
Raven stopped what she was doing, but didn't laugh. She furrowed her brow in deep thought then started mumbling something to herself.
"Cleo, Calo, Chaye, Claeo…Chelo, Chlaye…"
Kyra stopped laughing and looked curiously at Raven. She looked as if she were in some kind of trance.
"Chlola, Cayla, Chelly, Chloy…"
"What the heck are you mumbling about?" Kyra said, not liking the strange look that clouded Raven's usually bright blue eyes.
"Chloy…Chloy…" Raven bit her lip and put her hand to her forehead.
The sales clerk bounded up to them as if she thought they were plotting to shoplift.
"Excuse me ladies, what is going on?" She took one look at Raven then stood back, her eyes widening. "What the hell is going on…is she having a seizure? What is this! An ancient evil ritual? Get her out of my store! This'll give me a bad name!"
"Chloy…Chloye…Chlo…Chloe! That's it!" Raven snapped out of her trance and started to jump up and down. "That's who—"
She wasn't able to finish her sentence. She suddenly collapsed, her eyes closing as she hit the floor with a very loud thump.
"Oh my god! Raven!" Kyra screamed, kneeling own beside her friend.
"Oh lord! There goes my business…"
Raven's eyesight went from seeing black to seeing a white mist then finally to a clear picture as she lay unconscious in the middle of the boutique.
~*~*DrEaM LaNd (FlaSh BaCk)*~*~
"Brady! There you are…" Chloe said, plunking herself down beside her best friend on the swinging seat on the porch of the house next door to her. Brady smiled down at her and leaned back against the cushioned seat, pulling his black sweater off of him.
"It's a warm one tonight isn't it?" He said, looking up into the night sky.
"Are you insane? I should have grabbed a jacket!" Chloe said, rubbing her arms.
Brady gave her a strange look as he sat at a comfortable temperature in his t-shirt. He handed Chloe his sweater and told her to wear it. Chloe looked down at the fleecy sweater and pulled it on over her thick mass of curls. She had worn the sweater so many times before. It was almost as if it were hers.
"There, better?" Brady asked, giving her a small smile.
"Uh huh!" Chloe said, leaning her head on his shoulder. "It's good to have a best friend who's willing to give up his sweater for me."
Brady laughed lightly. "It sure is!"
~*~*EnD oF dReAm LaNd*~*~
"Raven? Raven!" Kyra tapped restlessly on her friend's cheek.
Raven opened her eyes slowly and looked up at the two relieved faces looking down at her. All memory of her dream was lost as she stood up and wiped the dust off her black, fleecy sweater.