The Threads of Life
Chapter Five: Thoughts
A/N: Okay, this is getting hopeless...This is my FIFTH chapter, and I only have seven reviews. And I know there are more people reading it, because I'm on the favorites list of a person who hasn't reviewed...grrr... yeah anyway...sorry about that. I would like it if you reviewed though, it would be very nice. Darn, I also have writers block.
On with the story!!
Kel looked around, feeling rather lost. The ball was beautiful, but there was something missing. Every time someone came to her looking to dance she refused, but she wasn't quite sure why. Every time she even thought of dancing, floating forms clouded her vision. She, not being a mage, couldn't even tell whether they were real. They had been haunting her this entire night, and she couldn't get rid of them. The shapes were of her family. The thing was though, they didn't look happy. Their faces were pained and she cringed every time she saw them. Was there something wrong with her? What were they? Suddenly, something touched her arm and she jumped. From behind her came a deep chuckle.
"Generally people have fun at balls – that's what they're there for after all." She attempted to grin up at Dom, but her smile faltered, and she looked down hoping he wouldn't notice. No such luck. He frowned.
"Kel, what is the matter? You've been standing still as a statue all night, hardly moving, but obviously looking at something." Kel looked up at him, and suddenly, she went warm. The cold she hadn't noticed that she felt suddenly went away, and her insides melted. Her stomach flipped before she could think anything more. His caring almost made her want to cry, mask or no. Unbidden, a lone tear made a track across her face. She quickly looked away, once again hoping he wouldn't notice. Once again, she had no such luck.
"Kel, I just – well, I just wanted to say that, if you ever need to talk, I'm here for you." With that, he gave her a quick hug and walked away.
She stared after him and realized that her haunting visions had disappeared while she was talking to Dom and so had her depression. She felt light hearted and happy whenever she saw him, but she wasn't sure if it was a good thing. Shouldn't she be worrying more about why her family was killed rather than if she loved Dom.... 'Hang on,' she thought. 'I never said I loved him. I don't! I can't! How can I be allowed to love?' She thought on that track for a while until she was completely and thoroughly confused and had a marvelous headache. Once again, a stranger came up to her and asked her to dance. She decided that she had been mean long enough and agreed. Unfortunately, the shapes came back. She had such a pained look on her face that her dance partner finally asked if she was ill. She nodded and escaped, ducking under the mans arms. She looked back at the man and realized it was Merric! Of all people, she hadnt recognized him! Something really was the matter...
She decided that she had been at the ball long enough and slipped out quietly. Once again, she realized that while she was thinking of Dom, the shapes had disappeared...she didn't notice one lone shape following her...
OH NO! What are these shapes and who's following her?
A/N: Once again, I'm SORRY!!!! It's soooooo short, but you see, I wanted a cliff hanger, and there is where it happened to be. Since its short, a.) I'll get another one up quick, and b.) you should be able to review that much quicker ;)
Until next time, this is Crystaltambaia, signing out...
