Author's Note: This chapter might be a little fast pace at parts and slow
at other parts…my music tends to affect this stuff. And yes I know this
chapter is shorter than the other two, but that is because I HAD to end
this chapter the way I did. Please R &R! Hope you love it.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything mentioned here that hasn't come from my own mind.
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Serena knew she couldn't handle it anymore. When she got home she knew that it was time for her to decide. Either I can be with Stanton forever, Serena said to herself, or I can give him up and fight him. I can't go on like this…I love Stanton but if we are together we'll just up end up hurting each other.
Serena silently climbed the stairs to her room. She got a funny feeling when she reached her room but decided that she was probably just worked up about the encounter with Stanton. She went to her desk, taking off her necklaces, with the exception of the moon amulet. When she reached down to put them in her jewelry box, she caught sight of something white sticking out from one of her textbooks.
"Your poem has greatly moved me. I could feel your emotions when I read it. It was as though you had physically put all your pain into that one piece of paper. Please give up on the one you wrote the poem for. He is not deserving of a goddess like you. You are beauty beyond beauty, you are brighter than the light of the sun, and you are more soothing than a cool, gentle breeze on a warm summer afternoon. Serena, be mine. Write a poem just for me. Tell me how you feel."
Serena let the piece of paper fall to the floor and instantly ran to the phone. Who could she call? Would Jimena be home yet? It was worth a try. Dialing in her friend's number, she waited. After four rings Serena was ready to hang up until someone on the other line, seemingly out of breathe, said, "Hello?"
"Jimena? I was hoping you were home. We really need to talk." Serena gripped the phone in her hand. It was hard for her to keep cool when she was completely freaked out.
"Okay, what's going on, Serena?"
"I can't say it over the phone. Do you think you could come over and we could talk about it here?" Serena could tell by the slight noise that Jimena had made that she would be over ASAP. She hung up the phone and waited by the door for her best friend.
When Jimena got to Serena's house and looked at her friend's face the first thing she said was, "Is it Collin? Oh please, Serena, don't tell me something happened to Collin?" When all Serena could do to reply was shake her head, a look of confusion crossed Jimena's face. "What is it then, Serena? What's going on?"
Serena pulled out the two notes she had received and handed them to Jimena. "The first one I found when I woke up this morning. That's why I was so jumpy and out of it today. Originally I thought it was Stanton. I'd confronted him about it, but I didn't believe him when he told me he wasn't the one that wrote it. Then I got home just now and found the second note. It couldn't have been him. He was at Planet Bang tonight. Jimena, I don't know what to do."
"Serena, this is probably just some guy from school who has a pathetic crush on you, found his way into your room and is trying to use these notes as a way to tell you how he feels."
"Do you really think so?"
"Serena, who else could it be if you said it wasn't Stanton?"
"It could be another Follower trying to lore me in. It almost worked completely before; they could be trying again, you know. Jimena, I'm really worried about this. When I told Stanton, he seemed…I don't know, worried and even a little bit frightened. Maybe it was just the fact that he was scared something would happen to me, I really don't know."
"Serena, don't worry about. No Follower is going to any of us goddesses. We are stronger now. We can resist much better than we could back then."
Serena just shrugged and turned away from Jimena. She knew that the other goddesses were stronger and able to resist much better, but she didn't feel that same strength within herself. What if she couldn't resist the pull of the Atrox again? She had felt the dark side, and although it left a blackness on her heart, something about it was still so amazing, so invigorating, and so irresistible.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything mentioned here that hasn't come from my own mind.
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Serena knew she couldn't handle it anymore. When she got home she knew that it was time for her to decide. Either I can be with Stanton forever, Serena said to herself, or I can give him up and fight him. I can't go on like this…I love Stanton but if we are together we'll just up end up hurting each other.
Serena silently climbed the stairs to her room. She got a funny feeling when she reached her room but decided that she was probably just worked up about the encounter with Stanton. She went to her desk, taking off her necklaces, with the exception of the moon amulet. When she reached down to put them in her jewelry box, she caught sight of something white sticking out from one of her textbooks.
"Your poem has greatly moved me. I could feel your emotions when I read it. It was as though you had physically put all your pain into that one piece of paper. Please give up on the one you wrote the poem for. He is not deserving of a goddess like you. You are beauty beyond beauty, you are brighter than the light of the sun, and you are more soothing than a cool, gentle breeze on a warm summer afternoon. Serena, be mine. Write a poem just for me. Tell me how you feel."
Serena let the piece of paper fall to the floor and instantly ran to the phone. Who could she call? Would Jimena be home yet? It was worth a try. Dialing in her friend's number, she waited. After four rings Serena was ready to hang up until someone on the other line, seemingly out of breathe, said, "Hello?"
"Jimena? I was hoping you were home. We really need to talk." Serena gripped the phone in her hand. It was hard for her to keep cool when she was completely freaked out.
"Okay, what's going on, Serena?"
"I can't say it over the phone. Do you think you could come over and we could talk about it here?" Serena could tell by the slight noise that Jimena had made that she would be over ASAP. She hung up the phone and waited by the door for her best friend.
When Jimena got to Serena's house and looked at her friend's face the first thing she said was, "Is it Collin? Oh please, Serena, don't tell me something happened to Collin?" When all Serena could do to reply was shake her head, a look of confusion crossed Jimena's face. "What is it then, Serena? What's going on?"
Serena pulled out the two notes she had received and handed them to Jimena. "The first one I found when I woke up this morning. That's why I was so jumpy and out of it today. Originally I thought it was Stanton. I'd confronted him about it, but I didn't believe him when he told me he wasn't the one that wrote it. Then I got home just now and found the second note. It couldn't have been him. He was at Planet Bang tonight. Jimena, I don't know what to do."
"Serena, this is probably just some guy from school who has a pathetic crush on you, found his way into your room and is trying to use these notes as a way to tell you how he feels."
"Do you really think so?"
"Serena, who else could it be if you said it wasn't Stanton?"
"It could be another Follower trying to lore me in. It almost worked completely before; they could be trying again, you know. Jimena, I'm really worried about this. When I told Stanton, he seemed…I don't know, worried and even a little bit frightened. Maybe it was just the fact that he was scared something would happen to me, I really don't know."
"Serena, don't worry about. No Follower is going to any of us goddesses. We are stronger now. We can resist much better than we could back then."
Serena just shrugged and turned away from Jimena. She knew that the other goddesses were stronger and able to resist much better, but she didn't feel that same strength within herself. What if she couldn't resist the pull of the Atrox again? She had felt the dark side, and although it left a blackness on her heart, something about it was still so amazing, so invigorating, and so irresistible.