Chapter 15

The first feeling that went through me was surprisingly anger that Noah had left me on my own.

I took a step towards the room, thinking that Arthur was wrong and Noah was fine. Arthur put his hand on my shoulder to stop me.

"I'm sorry." He said sympathetically

I took a few steps backwards until I felt the wall pressed against my back. I didn't want to look up at the knights so I kept my eyes on the ground, tears started falling down my face but it felt like the reality hadn't sunk in yet. I turned still looking to the ground and walked down the corridor.

I got to the training area, picked up a sword and started practicing with it. I kept my thoughts on the sword. After about 10 minutes I heard footsteps behind me.

"Jess, put the sword down." Tristan's voice said

"You always do this." he said when I didn't answer or look around.

"Do what?" I finally answered

"Whenever something bad happens you don't think about it and pretend it never happened. You're supposed to be grieving." He said with a touch of sadness in his voice.

I shrugged and continued swinging the sword around.

"Could you be any weaker? Stop avoiding It." he said annoyed.

"Thanks Tristan, your compassion is really encouraging." I said sarcastically as I threw the sword away and turned around.

He was standing a few meters away folding his arms.

"Noah's gone Jess, he's not waking up." Tristan said softly.

I stormed past him and up to my room, I threw open my cupboard and got all of my clothes and possessions out, I started to pack them all into a bag when my door opened.

Lancelot was standing there he looked sad, I imagined that he had lost a lot of people close to him over the years and Noah was just another to add to the list.

I looked back to my bag and continued packing things into it,

"Where are you going?" He asked taking a few steps forward.

"I don't know. New village, get a job somewhere, save some money." I answered

"Great plan. Sounds like you've given it a lot of thought" he said mockingly. "Why are you running?" he added.

"So I don't have to think about it." I said without thinking. I guess what Tristan had said was right

"And when you finish running?" he asked simply.

"I had…" I stopped when I realized I didn't have any idea.

"You will be thousands of miles away from people who love you and your problem will still be there except you'd have nobody to help you." He said calmly.

I didn't say anything just kept staring at the bag, I ran Lancelot's words over again in my head and as much as I hated to admit it, he was right.

With a wave of emotion I picked up a cup that was sitting next to the bed and threw it hard against the wall. I watched it shatter into tiny pieces before falling useless to the ground.

I hadn't left my room for the last couple of days, it was a mess I had gone through another anger stage. Throwing all my possessions around until I was too tired to move.

Sorry I had to stop it there just the next chapter is almost finished + I wouldn't have a chance to put one up until now….if that makes sense.

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