Chapter 7 (kk, I no m updating a lil fast, but m stopping 4 a few days after this.)
Rachel woke up, and looked around. She was in her room, her drapes drawn back, and her bay window was revealed. She looked to her right, and smiled. Stanton was sitting in her rocker, right beside her bed, sound asleep; with a snuggled up Serena in his lap. On her bay window, she found Kelly on one side, Chris on the other, Murray in the center. Karyl and Yvonne slept against the wall.
She lifted her head, her smile broadening as she found Collin and Jimena sleeping on the table. But nothing, nothing else in the room, touched her heart as the sight of Tymmie sleeping on the foot of her bed, his face toward her. Her head tilted, and she studied it. His dyed hair hanged in his eyes, his black lashes thickened with his eyes closed. She smiled, amazed how much easier it was to observe him when he was asleep.
To that end, she looked to Collin. His hair was pulled back into a shaggy ponytail, his lips somewhat pursed from the flat surface of the table. Too bad he had a girlfriend. She sighed. "Too bad." "Hmmm?" Stanton said. She looked at his opening eyes, and as soon as he saw her, his eyes widened, and he gently lifted Serena, then placed her by Rachel. The silver ring on her finger glittering light from the ruby.
He went around the bed, and put a hand on her forehead. 'Are you okay?' She nodded, then asked, 'What happened last night?' He shook his head. "I was hoping you could tell us." He whispered. Suddenly, everyone stirred, and within moments, all occupants of the room were by her bed. "Yes, I'm okay." She lifted herself, then clutched the back of her head at the pain. "Except for this,"She said, making Cassandra blush.
"They said it worked for Tianna, so I thought it might for work you too." She glanced down at the gloved hand covering the mark. She had slipped in on last night. "Was I saying something?" They paused, the Chris nodded. "What'd I say?" They looked at one another, then Tymmie said from the edge of the bed, "You said, 'Spare me, destroy her.' Do you know who you were talking about?" She shook her head.
"I was in my own head. I was reliving memories. I saw so many things. My childhood, my banishment, even Ben." She put a couple fingers over her mouth, and looked at the glaring face of her brother. "Who's Ben?" Jimena asked. "Never mind." Stanton said in a monotone. Rachel nodded, and looked around, trying to smile. "So, how come you two are here?" She asked, referring to Collin and Jimena.
Collin shrugged. "I followed you off the floor, and then you stopped. I wondered if you were okay, so we followed." He said, nodding to Jimena. She nodded, quite pleased with his concern, but able to keep that pleasure to herself. She blinked a few times, then, as soon as she reached over to playfully tug at Stanton's arm, her vision blackened again, and she was in her mind again.
It was the same as last night, but this time, she found more... pleasant, memories. She found her first kiss, when she had first met her friends, when she found Stanton again, when she danced for the first time, those sweet mornings at the castle, even the little moonlight rides she'd sometimes sneak with her father. Lost in all the happiness, she completely ignored her moving lips.
But suddenly, the memories changed to her worst fears. She yanked around, trying to escape. All her worst nightmares, Stanton death, her father's death. Then, a black cloud swarmed over her, and she was staring into the eyes of the Atrox. She screamed, and tried to run from the sights. She snapped her eyes shut, her lips moving again. She fell over, and when she looked up again, she was on her floor.
Pure fright emitted from all the eyes. Knowing she would regret it, she asked in a low voice, "What did I say?" Serena whispered, "Oh father of evil, destroy the fallen goddess. Protect me father." All heads turned to Jimena. She was the fallen goddess. Drawing all issues into one possibility, she wondered what mysterious force was after her and Jimena.
Rachel woke up, and looked around. She was in her room, her drapes drawn back, and her bay window was revealed. She looked to her right, and smiled. Stanton was sitting in her rocker, right beside her bed, sound asleep; with a snuggled up Serena in his lap. On her bay window, she found Kelly on one side, Chris on the other, Murray in the center. Karyl and Yvonne slept against the wall.
She lifted her head, her smile broadening as she found Collin and Jimena sleeping on the table. But nothing, nothing else in the room, touched her heart as the sight of Tymmie sleeping on the foot of her bed, his face toward her. Her head tilted, and she studied it. His dyed hair hanged in his eyes, his black lashes thickened with his eyes closed. She smiled, amazed how much easier it was to observe him when he was asleep.
To that end, she looked to Collin. His hair was pulled back into a shaggy ponytail, his lips somewhat pursed from the flat surface of the table. Too bad he had a girlfriend. She sighed. "Too bad." "Hmmm?" Stanton said. She looked at his opening eyes, and as soon as he saw her, his eyes widened, and he gently lifted Serena, then placed her by Rachel. The silver ring on her finger glittering light from the ruby.
He went around the bed, and put a hand on her forehead. 'Are you okay?' She nodded, then asked, 'What happened last night?' He shook his head. "I was hoping you could tell us." He whispered. Suddenly, everyone stirred, and within moments, all occupants of the room were by her bed. "Yes, I'm okay." She lifted herself, then clutched the back of her head at the pain. "Except for this,"She said, making Cassandra blush.
"They said it worked for Tianna, so I thought it might for work you too." She glanced down at the gloved hand covering the mark. She had slipped in on last night. "Was I saying something?" They paused, the Chris nodded. "What'd I say?" They looked at one another, then Tymmie said from the edge of the bed, "You said, 'Spare me, destroy her.' Do you know who you were talking about?" She shook her head.
"I was in my own head. I was reliving memories. I saw so many things. My childhood, my banishment, even Ben." She put a couple fingers over her mouth, and looked at the glaring face of her brother. "Who's Ben?" Jimena asked. "Never mind." Stanton said in a monotone. Rachel nodded, and looked around, trying to smile. "So, how come you two are here?" She asked, referring to Collin and Jimena.
Collin shrugged. "I followed you off the floor, and then you stopped. I wondered if you were okay, so we followed." He said, nodding to Jimena. She nodded, quite pleased with his concern, but able to keep that pleasure to herself. She blinked a few times, then, as soon as she reached over to playfully tug at Stanton's arm, her vision blackened again, and she was in her mind again.
It was the same as last night, but this time, she found more... pleasant, memories. She found her first kiss, when she had first met her friends, when she found Stanton again, when she danced for the first time, those sweet mornings at the castle, even the little moonlight rides she'd sometimes sneak with her father. Lost in all the happiness, she completely ignored her moving lips.
But suddenly, the memories changed to her worst fears. She yanked around, trying to escape. All her worst nightmares, Stanton death, her father's death. Then, a black cloud swarmed over her, and she was staring into the eyes of the Atrox. She screamed, and tried to run from the sights. She snapped her eyes shut, her lips moving again. She fell over, and when she looked up again, she was on her floor.
Pure fright emitted from all the eyes. Knowing she would regret it, she asked in a low voice, "What did I say?" Serena whispered, "Oh father of evil, destroy the fallen goddess. Protect me father." All heads turned to Jimena. She was the fallen goddess. Drawing all issues into one possibility, she wondered what mysterious force was after her and Jimena.