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I woke up to someone nudging my arm. I sat up straight and rubbed my eyes sleepily before looking over to find Enrique standing up.
"We're here." He informed me, and I jumped up, this time just pulling my hood over my hair as I got my suitcase and carefully got my jacket with Shela still wrapped in it.
It was still pitch black outside as I drowsily stumbled out of the train, struggling against the crowd. Once I had finally got out of the crowd, I looked around.
I face palmed. It was only now I chose to remember that I had no place to stay, nothing to eat, and that Scar wouldn't reach Baschool for another couple days.
You couldn't have stayed in North City, anyway, because you'd certainly get caught, a voice in my head said. No, it wasn't Truth. It was the other voice, which I had only heard once while I was in Amestris so far. The melodic, calm voice.
Haven't heard you in a while, so welcome back! I thought, I could really use some advice right now.
Be extremely cautious, the voice said, but ask that Enrique fellow if there are any hotels around here. I nodded, and turned around only to find Enrique standing behind me. I held a hand over my thumping heart, startled.
"Ah, you scared me." I said, making Enrique grin. I rolled my eyes and calmed down, before continuing, "Are there any hotels around here?" I deemed it was safe to flaunt off my state alchemist watch, but since this seemed to be a smaller town, I didn't want it to turn out like what happened when Ed and Al went into the small, poor mining town that hated military soldiers.
"You need a place to stay?" Enrique asked, and I nodded. "Well, my family runs a shop here, so I guess you can stay." I bit my lip, thinking. Well, if it's his family shop, then other people will be there, and I'll probably be okay…
NO! The voice screamed, making me wince. DON'T GO WITH HIM! YOU'LL GET YOURSELF KILLED!
What? Calm down, will you? I thought in alarm, Geez, if he's offering me a place to stay, then I should take it. Enrique doesn't seem like a bad person, and besides, I have alchemy on my side. Remembering that I was an alchemist gave me a surge of confidence.
So, I rashly decided to go with Enrique.
It turns out that his family ran a bake shop in the middle of town. His parents had stayed up just to wait for him, and I shyly shuffled behind him as we entered the shop.
Shela, for some reason, was extremely against entering the shop, and she inconspicuously escaped without Enrique's notice, reassuring me that she'd be alright and that she'd see me in the morning.
"Enrique!" His mother exclaimed, racing up to him and giving him a hug. As his parents greeted Enrique, I was starting to rethink my selfish decision. I mean, I could always go to a hotel and have them draw the money from my bank account, plus I was going to be heading out as soon as the sun rose. A night in Baschool protected by an alchemical shield wouldn't hurt.
"Who's this?" His father asked, motioning to me. I really hated the idea now, since I don't usually like intruding on families. I forced myself to smile tentatively, my nerves up all the way.
Enrique's parents wiggled their eyebrows at Enrique suggestively, and I bit my lip on a laugh.
"She's just a friend," He denied their assumption quickly, and his mother approached me, examining me.
"She's much too pretty to be a friend, squirt," His father teased. His mother scrutinized my face, making me feel a bit nervous, but she, not unlike Enrique, ignored my scar.
"Don't be shy, come inside! And take off your hood!" His mother welcomed me, taking my suitcase from my hands. Enrique gestured me forward, and I slowly made my way after Enrique's mother.
As for taking off my hood, I hesitated, glancing at Enrique sheepishly. He rolled his eyes and strode over, taking off the hood for me. His father burst out laughing while his mother appeared by my side, admiring my hair.
"I think someone has been in North City for quite a while," His father joked, "Even her hair is turning blue!" Even I couldn't help but laugh at that one.
In a way, Enrique's parents reminded me of Hughes and Gracia. Fun, loving, proud parents, who liked to joke around. I could get along with these people.
"You can call me Delia," His mother said, "And you can call him," She pointed to Enrique's father, "Mark. What's your name, dear?"
"I'm Lynette," I introduced myself, shaking Delia and Mark's hands.
"How old are you?" His father asked nonchalantly, and I was about to lie, but Enrique beat me to it.
"Sixteen." He lied, and his parents looked at me in surprise.
"Really? She looks older…" Delia said, giving her son suspicious look, "How do I know that she's not an adult already, and you're just lying?" Enrique and I got a good laugh out of that one.
"I'm not, I can assure you," I smiled at them. That couldn't be farther from the truth… I thought, amused.
"So, she's staying the night?" Mark asked Enrique, who nodded.
"She's visiting, and it's already too late to check into a hotel…" Enrique trailed off. Delia nodded, understanding.
"You're welcome here!" Delia exclaimed cheerfully, "Now I won't be surrounded by only men! Yay!" She looped her arm through mine and pulled me along, past the counter and pastry display case and up a flight of stairs. I helplessly let myself get dragged away, waving at Enrique.
"Goodnight!" He waved, smiling slightly.
"You too!" I called back as Enrique disappeared from sight.
Finally we reached the top of the stairs. From there, Delia led me a bit down the hallway at the top of the stairs, stopping and turning to a smaller, hardwood door, which she held open for me.
I slowly entered the dark room, my hand wandering the wall in search of a light switch. When it was found, I turned the light on, and it dimly illuminated the room.
It was a fair sized room with a cream-colored walls and a dark purplish ceiling, with matching purple furniture. A purple rug covered most of the wooden floor, and in the corner of the room sat a small purple bed. It was a nice room, and I had instantly taken a liking to it.
Delia set my suitcase down by the bed as I plopped myself down on the comfortable purple blanket.
"Let me guess, you're coming to visit your boyfriend?" She said suspiciously, and I sighed. Same meddlesome personalities as the Hughes family.
"If I said I've never had a boyfriend, would you believe me?" I said, and Delia shook her head, wanting something good from me. I sighed again. "Of course."
"So? Your boyfriend lives here?" She said, "Does Enrique know?"
"Ah, well…" I trailed off, thinking of Ed. He had never been anywhere near to being my boyfriend, but he was the closest I've ever gotten to any boy, so…
"I recently broke up with my boyfriend." I said, and Delia's face softened. She sat on the bed next to me, and patted my back.
"It sounds like you really liked him." She said, and I nodded, sitting up and tucking my knees to my chest.
"More than he would know, anyway." I chuckled, and Delia rubbed soothing circles on my back. I guess I had a habit of telling stuff about myself to strangers.
"He broke up with you?" She asked hesitantly, and I nodded again.
"Yes, even though it was over a small matter that would've happened anyways." I bit my lip to keep from sighing again.
"I don't see what son of a bitch would break up with a beautiful girl like you over something small," She swore, making me look at her in surprise. I couldn't help the small smile that grew on my face. My friends would always do that when one of my crushes ended badly. They'd curse at the guy then buy me a tub of ice cream and we'd all watch a movie together. Sadly, there were no movies here, but I made up my mind to buy a tub of ice cream tomorrow so I could officially get over Ed, because, based on the plot, I would be seeing him soon when I encountered Scar.
"Mmm." I hummed in agreement.
"Are you over him yet?" She asked, and I shook my head.
"Almost." I said in a small voice. She laughed.
"Well, tomorrow, do you want to come with me? We can go get some ice cream and I can give you a tour of the town." She offered, making me smile even wider.
"That'd be nice." I said, "I'd love to!" Since I had at least a week until I had to be at Baschool, spending one more day in Mirana wouldn't hurt, right? It'll be my recovering day, my "Get Over Ed" day. And I could head out early tomorrow to withdraw some money from my bank account, or get a loan under my state name. I wasn't going to stay in this world much longer anyway, so borrowing money wouldn't hurt.
And so, after bidding me goodnight, Delia left the room, shutting off the light, and I tucked myself in the small yet squishy bed, closing my eyes.
I opened them again to stare at the dark ceiling. Nostalgia crept into my heart as I thought about all the times I had shared with the Ed.
That time, when he and Al kidnapped me, and I had to share a bed with Ed for the first time. When they taught me how to make a chair with alchemy. When we plotted to sneak into Lab 5. I looked over all those memories, and something strange happened.
It didn't hurt. My heart didn't ache any more. I only felt a tang of longing as I looked back, but no pain.
A corner of my mouth tilted up in a smile, a small, happy smile.
At least now, I can enjoy those memories.
Hey guys! AUTHOR LADY ROCKS FOR UPDATING SO MUCH THIS WEEK!
Anyway, as I had expected, a lot of you are suspicious of Enrique. Well, I guess I saw this coming since in the beginning, some of you didn't like Shela, but still….
DOES EVERYONE HAVE TO NOT LIKE ENRIQUE? WHY?! HE'S A GOOD GUY! YOU HAVE NO REASON TO BE SUSPICOUS! AHH!
Okay, Author Lady's complaining time is over. I am going to give you one small hint of the future chapters:
Enrique is a good guy, and that won't change.
Mkay, so I'm done with Enrique for now.
But I liked writing this chapter, because it put Lynette in a more normal environment. She finally got to talk to someone (even slightly) about her relationship problems, and it made her feel better.
But NO! SHE'S GETTING OVER ED! AH~
Me: Ed, you really need to start step up your game after finally waking up and realizing the truth!
Ed: I KNOW! This is gonna be harder than I thought…..
Me: It is a LynetteXEd fic, so you better get her back, or else….. *death glare*
Ed: *gulp* YES MAM!
Me: GOOD! NOW, SHOW ME WHAT YOU'RE MADE OF!
Ahem, now that that's taken care of….
My lovely readers, please review~
Thanks!