Chapter XV: I Would Die For You
FD: This chapter the conflict kicks in. Tala is in it, but I would rather not talk about it. Though Tala is still my favorite character, I also like Mystel. Cannot help it. He is cool.
"Sarah…wake up…"
Sarah opened her eyes and found herself standing in a fog. She was hovering over water, her reflection smiling at her, though she wasn't smiling. She looked up and saw Eotos smiling at her.
"Eotos?" Sarah asked.
He nodded and held out his hand to her. She looked from his eyes to his hand and reached out. She gripped his hand and was brought up into the sky. She looked down and saw that her reflection wasn't of herself, but of a child version of her.
"Eotos, what's going on?" she asked, looking at him.
"Something bad will happen, and the key to stopping it lies in the secrets of your past. Search out someone who will help you and tell you all that you need to know. They will guide you through what will happen."
Eotos suddenly let go of her and Sarah was tumbling to the ground. A jolt ran through her body and she sat up in bed. Sweat poured down her face and landed on the blankets. She gripped them, frustrated and confused. What did Eotos mean by "something bad will happen?" And what secrets? Were there some things that laid inside her memory that she did not know about? And if so, what had she forgotten?
"Man, Sarah, you look horrible!" Valon laughed the next day during recording.
"Yeah, well, you're no prize, either," Sarah said in a moody tone.
"Chill out, Sarah. Someone's here to see you," Alister said, pointing toward the doorway that led to the exit. Sarah turned to see Tala standing there, his red hair billowing in the light breeze that came through the open windows.
"Tala. What are you doing here!" Sarah cried, leaping toward the Russian, swinging her arms around his neck.
"Came to see you in action. Plus, I missed seeing those eyes," Tala said, staring into her gray stone-like eyes. She smiled and grabbed his arm and pulled into the recording room. Tala immediately noticed her guitar leaned up against the wall perfectly. He smiled and picked it up.
"You still play this old thing?" Tala asked. Sarah nodded shyly. Tala strummed a few melodies, than set it down with a pleased smile.
"That guitar is so old, yet looks brand new," Tala said.
"What do you mean?" Sarah asked.
"That guitar. It used to belong to your Uncle Danny, remember?" Tala asked her.
"No, not really," Sarah said.
"When we were little, we would always go over to your uncle's house and he would pull out that guitar and play a song or two on it. He said that if you ever become famous, he would give it to you," Tala explained.
"But, my dad gave it to me…" Sarah's sentence trailed off. Tala then realized she had forgotten it all. He shook his head in a sympathetic way. A small smile crossed his face, though.
"Let's see if you remember one of the songs he used to sing to us," he said, handing her the guitar. She took it and her hands moved automatically over the strings like the wind over treetops. She then felt a word drift to her mind out of nowhere. "…Forever…."
"How'd it come to this, after all we've been through…" as if a light had turned on inside her memory, everything she did with Tala back then was so clear. From when they first met to now. Though some things in between were a little foggy, she still could remember the real fun she had with Tala. She immediately began playing the song she had started singing and Tala immediately sand with her. It was funny. This Russian boy, who grew up in a cult where he was abused and taken advantage of actually had a real good spirit under it all.
"So, how's your dad?" Tala asked.
"My dad? He's doing okay. A little tired almost all the time," Sarah said.
"I owe him my life," Tala said.
"How so?" Sarah asked.
"Remember that broken leg I got? He fixed it right up," Tala said.
"Oh, yeah, I do remember that. That was so cool how he immediately knew what was up before you did," Sarah laughed.
Tala glared slightly and then smiled. "How's that leg of his?"
"Still sore. I'm starting to think he's addicted," Sarah said.
"Really? Pain killers?" Tala asked.
"That and work. He's using these tricks to get out of a situation, even one as simple as helping two interns at the job find theirs," Sarah spoke.
"Good old Dr. Maxwell Alexander House!" he laughed.
"How'd you know he changed his name?" Sarah asked.
"Because he was on national news. He solved many cases that were difficult in the first place. When I saw him, I knew he was your dad," Tala said. "You have to be real proud of him!"
"I am, but not for those cases he solved. He's done more than that for his own family," Sarah said with a smile. "He helped me live."
Tala smiled. Sarah was real close with her father, who was a famous national medical doctor. He didn't have a permanent licence, but he did, however, have the medical ability that hardly any beings had. Plus, he took real good care of Sarah and Tala when they were little. Tala owed the doc everything.
"So, when do you plan to go back to US?" Tala asked.
That question seemed to hit the girls hard. She hadn't really thought of that. Home. Yeah, she missed it, but…was she willing to leave Robert? She had to think real hard about that.
"Hello?" Sarah answered her cell phone, which was ringing on it's charger in her room.
"Hey, baby girl, what's going on?" came a serious, stern, yet familiar and comforting voice to Sarah.
"Daddy!" Sarah cried, holding the phone closer to her ear to make sure she wasn't hearing things. Even the ID said DAD with a heart right next to it.
"Yeah! You miss me?" her father asked over the phone.
"Always. Lemme guess, mom told you I was in Europe, huh?" she asked.
"Actually, no. Valon and Alister. Those two are ridiculous," her dad said. She smiled. Her father was on the phone, talking to her. This was wonderful. First, she reunites with Tala, and now talking to her Dad, all right before her birthday. This was perfect.
"Hey, did Alister give you my gift?" her dad asked.
"Yes," Sarah answered.
"Did you open it?"
"Um…no, not yet. I'm waitin' until I come home," Sarah said.
"Dammit, don't. I made sure the gift arrived in Europe so you would enjoy it more. I spent so much money on it and I don't want to wait to hear how excited you got when you found out what it was," her father criticized. "Open it now over the phone."
"Alright, alright," Sarah reached for her bag and pulled out the small box that Alister and Valon gave her weeks ago. The small box, the size of her palm with crystal blue wrapping and white ribbon. Holding the phone to her ear by her shoulder, she unwrapped the box and opened the lid. A gasp escaped her mouth. Inside was a key with a black rubber handle connected to a skull keychain.
"Dad, please tell me this isn't what I think it is?" Sarah's hand trembled as she gripped the key in her hand nervously.
"I made sure Alister and Valon delivered that piece of the gift to you personally, because I needed time to send the other piece over to you. Thanks to Steven and his private jets, I was able to deliver to you a black Eclipse," a scream of excitement escaped Sarah's throat as she jumped up and down at the word Eclipse.
"Dad, you are awesome! You are the best! Oh, my God, Dad, thanks isn't enough!" Sarah screamed. She couldn't believe it. Her own car. She had to thank Steve also. If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be able to get it here.
"I just wanted to give you something special for your birthday. I knew you would like it. I'm guessing Steve hasn't shown it to you yet. Call him and ask him to show it to you. I know for a fact that you'll like it," her dad said.
"Thank you so much, dad. Really, this is… this is beyond amazing," Sarah said.
"Go wild, sweetheart. But there is a rule I must tell you now. When you decide to come home, ask Steve to send the car home in a jet. That way you can ride it here. I hope you enjoy it, sweetie."
"Oh, trust me, Dad, I will," Sarah said goodbye to her dad and hung up. Then, gripping the key in her hand and her cell phone in her other, she rushed out of her room and down the flights of stairs into the main hall of the castle and met up with Robert. She told him everything after embracing and kissing him romantically and asked if he could come with her to pick it up. Without an answer, he was swept out the door and they were on their way to find Steve.
"Black Eclipse? About four-yards long, three wide, four seats, blue flames on the engine?" Steve teased Sarah when they met him up at his private hotel. As his smile widened with satisfaction, Sarah's eyes widened with excitement. Robert was off from them, smiling at how happy Sarah was.
"It has blue flames on it?" Sarah asked excitedly.
"I don't know. This car is pretty cool. Maybe I should keep it. I mean, the skull-dice that hangs from the rear-view mirror gives it a gothic touch. Do you like gothic, Sarah?" Steve asked.
"I love gothic!" Sarah cried. She was getting a little impatient. Robert could easily tell.
Steve smiled. He snapped his fingers, and a loud, booming roar echoed from the streets. Sarah and Robert turned as the sounds of blasting, booming, and bass-10 death metal rock blasted from the tinted windows of a black Eclipse with blue flames painted over the engine onto the four doors that led into both the front seat and back seat. A pair of skulls hung from the rear-view mirror. Driving the car was Alister, along with Valon right next to him, waving at Sarah from the windshield. Though happy to see her own car, Sarah's excitement dropped to dread as she realized they were about to meet, Alister, and Valon to Robert. Sarah took a step back. That car had reached them in a fast pace and Alister turned off the engine and got out of the car along with Valon.
"Hey, Sheila, check out our new ride!" Valon cried, jumping over the engine and approaching her. Alister looked over at Robert, who glared at him, and a smile crossed his face.
"C-cool," Sarah said anxiously.
"What's wrong?" Alister said. He pulled off his sunglasses and smiled at her. His smile was sincere, but Sarah still felt uncomfortable. Robert was right there. One way or another, those two would figure it out. But it was Robert who was interested.
"Sarah, who are these two guys?" he asked, approaching them, his arms crossed over his chest. Sarah stepped back when Valon and Alister looked at him with a smile.
"Well, who are you? You dress rich, but are you, or one of those wannabe's!" Valon laughed. Robert's glare sharpened.
"Robert, Valon, relax!" Sarah demanded, pushing Valon away by his chest. Valon backed up, smiling at her with his normal, irresistible flirtatious smile. Valon normally looked at her that way in order to get the other guys jealous. And it worked on Robert. He glared at Valon, then at Sarah.
"Robert, it's not what you think!" Sarah said.
"Then tell me what it really is, Sarah, dear," Robert said. He never called her "dear." Obviously, he was really pissed off.
"These two boys are my best friends, and my closest cousins!" Sarah explained. Robert's cheeks suddenly grew as red as the blood under his flesh. Sarah's cheeks even flared to understand what he thought.
"I'm…I'm sorry," Robert apologized, but not making eye contact. He was really embarrassed. Alister's smile widened.
"It's okay. Most people mistaken that," Alister said with a laugh. He then turned to Sarah. "You know we knew the whole time."
"No, I didn't," Sarah said.
"But we did. We knew exactly what was going on. And we don't have any problems with it. Why do you always think we have a problem with every guy?" Alister asked.
"Because of all the other-"
"Those guys were asses. They didn't love you at all. That's why we had a hard time. We watch out for you, Sarah-chan. No, we, if anything, are honored to even know someone like Robert. Now, he, for sure, has true love for you."
By now, Sarah laughed at how red Robert's face was. It was so red that his whole head looked like a swelled tomato. But Alister was right. The other guys she had dated were total asses. And it was nice to know they accepted Robert. It would definitely mean that they had a future.
"Oh, Ra…" Malik's voice trailed off as he watched behind the trees near the hotel. His plan was falling apart. He had to get a hold of Sarah before it was too late. Soon she would be his. He would make sure of it.
But even if she didn't come to him on her own, he knew a way to make her come to him. The skylight shined down on his hand that held a needle that you would normally find at a hospital. Within the needle was a clear white liquid, the tip of the needle reflection off the light. One way or another, Sarah would be his… .
FD: That's all for now. I've been working on this all night so I'm tired. Ima get some sleep and work on it tomorrow. Until then, peace, my friend.
