Chapter 5.
We both stand frozen for a minute.
"How do we make it stop?" no answer, "Max! How do we make it stop!"
"I, uh, I, I have no idea." He stutters out. I pinch my arm hoping that this floating flame just stops. And it does.
"So, uh, Ve, care to explain?" Max breaths out and stares at me in shock.
"If I knew, so would you. You can't tell anyone about this Max, between this, the writing and the visions, I'm going to sound like a complete and utt…"
"Wait, hold up, did you say visions?" Ugh, great. Now I have to explain this too. I sit there for the remainder of the time we have and explain my visions and everything else that has happened. Once I'm done he looks like he's going to have a heart attack.
"Well this is an interesting development. I don't suppose you can like, talk to dead people and stuff too?" I smack his arm, but I know he's only joking to take away the weirdness of this situation. We walk quietly back to our dorms.
The days pass quietly and I'm grateful, I don't think I can take anymore of the weirdness and max hasn't stopped asking questions.
"So have you done any more research on this, Nes-hoosi-what's-y name people thing? I mean it sounds really interesting and your obviously connected somehow?"
"Nesahla," I correct, "and no I haven't, I've just been trying to shove it all out of my head and I've been too busy doing everything else to even think about it."
Max, glances around to make sure we are alone, "Do you think your related to these Nesahla people?" he whispers.
"You've watched too many movies Max, of course I'm not related the family was wiped out years ago, how the hell would I be here if I was."
"Hmmm, good point."
We head into the cafeteria in silence, get our food and walk to our table without speaking a word. After lunch we head back to class and on our way we spot two girls who are obviously in a heated argument.
"Oh, so what just because he gave you a compliment you think its ok to sleep with him? Honestly your so damn stupid I can see why he would take advantage of you." The first girl almost spat out.
"Well your boyfriend obviously found something in he missed in you if he slept with me."
Oh great, a prissy little girl fight over sleeping with someone's boyfriend. Although this seemed more of an old vendetta, the first girl is getting awfully close to the other girl and is clenching her fists. Well I suppose I may as well play the role of referee here.
"Hey, can you girls take this somewhere else, or just stop completely, first, you both sound like total tools," I can hear Max snickering in the background. "Second, people need to get down the stairs to class." I point to the stairs beside the first girl and she glances at them and then comes to stand in front of me. She has cropped brown hair with a really bad red dye job, black liner rims the bottom of her eyes and is all splotchy, honestly if she looks like this everyday I can see why her boyfriend cheated. I sigh.
"Oh, and who are you to tell me what to do, Markson, going to get your little pet over there to do your dirty work." She nods to Max, who straightness up in a defensive motion.
"Don't talk smack about her, your boyfriend is the one who cheated with that chick over there not Vienna." He says something else but I'm not listening, someone is whispering. Oh no, not again. My heart starts beating really fast and somehow I know what's coming.
"Ok, this needs to stop now, before someone gets hurt." My breathing is laboured and I don't know why.
"Is this a threat Markson?" I wish she would stop calling me by my last name. I grit my teeth and try not to let my anger get the best of me. Why am I so angry all of a sudden?
"Back. Off." My fists are clenched and my body is rigid. The girl steps towards me.
"Oh yeah? Or what?" she gives me a smirk and I go to step toward her, but I don't reach her. Within a millisecond of stepping forward, the voices harshly whisper something and then all I know is the girl is falling down the stairs. She gives a small squeal when she hits the first few steps, and then she falls quietly. In a hurry, I'm down the stairs to meet her at the bottom. My body goes cold as I see her nose is bleeding, she is unconscious and her left leg is angled in a disgusting position.
One of the girls friends come rushing down the stairs and kneels beside her friend.
"Lara, Lara please wake up" she shakes her and then whips her head towards me. "What did you do that for!" she cries.
I look back up the stairs and Max is watching me, his shock and horror reflecting mine. He raises his eyebrows and I shake my head to which I see, rather then hear him gasp. He runs down the stairs to me and grabs my arm and starts pulling me toward the girls' bathroom.
I can only hear faint screams of help as he pulls me out the door.
"That wasn't you?" I shake my head. "Did you hear the whispers?" I nod. "Oh my god, this is bad." I nod again. I'm utterly speechless. I hurt that Lara girl, but I didn't. I don't know if it was me, or the people whispering or what. I just don't know. I sink to my knees against the bricks outside the girls' bathroom. Max sits besides me and says nothing but rhythimatically strokes my arm to calm me.
"Vienna, Headmistress Kirova's office. Now." One of the teachers approaches me and helps me up and walks me to the office. I look back at max who gives me an encouraging nod.
I'm suspended for two weeks. I didn't bother giving an argument; I'm still in shock. I can't understand what happened.
For the next two days I just lay in bed. Maybe if I avoid everyone and everything I wont hurt anyone or do something stupid. Max comes to my door multiple times but I avoid him. I can't deal with people right now. He came around again on the third day but his knock is different this time, harder. I continue to lay in bed, until I hear someone speak.
"Vienna, its your father, let me in." I hesitate for a moment. Oh no, why is he here? I'm not going to court for another week. Maybe he heard about the incident. Of course he did, parents have to know. I get up out of bed and pat my hair down to try and get some sort of semblance as I walk to the door. When I open it, my father is standing there. All dark cropped hair, bushy black eyebrows and a grey suit. A suit? Really dad?
"Well I gather you know why I'm here, but I'm not here to talk right now, pack your things we are going to court early." I nod meekly and he says he will wait outside. I hurry back in and grab a backpack and shove 3 pairs of jeans and 4 tops in. That is all I should need, I just hope I can do laundry while I'm there. When I walk out dad stares at my bag but says nothing as we walk towards a black SUV.
"Who's car is this?" last time I remember we had a little red Toyota.
"Its your mothers." Wow, nice job mum. You certainly done better than dad, between his suit and the car we may as well look like a royal family.
Two hours later, we arrive in the courts lobby. Its exquisite. The counters are all black marbled and the royal crests line the walls. I stare in amazement as dad sets up our accommodation. And 5 minutes later we are on our way to our room. We walk past a line of cafes and expensive clothes shops, and then through a very well cared courtyard complete with purple pansie flowers and other white flowers, a little hedge maze that surrounds a stone water fountain, little bench seats are scattered throughout the maze and around the outside, perfect for little picnics or just a nice stroll. Then we arrive at the guest housing and our room is nicely sized. I would say its huge or anything; it's about the size of an average 2-room apartment. Somewhere in my brain I realise we aren't staying with mum.
"Why aren't we staying with mum?"
"Your mother earns enough to pay off a car but not enough to have a huge apartment here at court." And with that, he walks into his room, abruptly shuts the door and leaves me to my thoughts. I slowly pad through the little apartment, taking in the details. Its cosy. I set my bag on the double bed in my room, which is painted ivory with little fruit paintings here and there. I sigh, change my clothes and head out. Why not explore abit.
I walk quietly back through the courtyard and into a set of doors, I seen on the way over, and end up in a little mall looking centre. The walls are lined with more clothes shops, all of which are probably filled with outfits made from the best royal fashion icons. A little restaurant is seated in between what looks like a spa and a jewellery shop. Starting at the end, I walk into a little boutique which doesn't look all that posh, thank god and it is placed next to a bar, right before I walk in, I see a figure walking out of the bar with a dark haired moroi girl. He is tall, with dark, dark hair and striking green eyes, he sees me staring, and gives me a lazy smile and a wink and then my senses are overcome with a bright, blinding light and then there is another girl. She has shoulder length blond hair with highlights, I see a flash of what I think is a school and a few Moroi and Dhampirs; I have no idea who these people are or why these visions have come at the sight of some drunk Moroi. I see more flashes of a blond girl, and she is in a dark room on a metal table, there's only one light shining on her and she is screaming.
All at once my visions are gone and I'm back staring at the moroi guy with his arm draped over a girl just as they walk out a door. I take a deep breath and remind myself that it's ok and I'm fine. I continue my little window shop, weaving in and out of the little shops placed here and thee, careful not to go into and of the big name ones. Once I'm done, I head out the door, I'm exhausted, and I just need to sleep. As I walk out the door I run into someone.
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." I say as I bend down to pick up the papers the lady dropped.
"Its ok, no need to apologise." I pause for a moment, I know that voice. I peek up and see the face I know and love.
"Mum" I jump at her to give her a hug.
"I've missed you, beautiful girl."
"Me too, mum. I've missed you too." I breathe.