Visibly Invisible

Chapter 9: Beats me…ow

Dylexia's POV:

I ran blindly through the forest, my heartbreak turning into full fledged anger running boldly through my veins. I halted right there and then, my tears running down my cheeks, my face contorting in pain and anger. He chose me, for once someone choseme over Teria. And then he leaves me a note, deliberately shows me that he's breaking up and just stays where he is. If that guy expected me to cry over him, I was going to beat him within an inch of his life. Oh scratch that, I'd beat him up anyway.

Edmund's POV:

I stayed where I was, staring at Dylexia's retreating back in shock as Teria ran her fingers up my chest. Suddenly absorbing my surroundings, I shoved that…that vile daughter of a ~beep~ away, restraining myself from hitting her. She smiled at me flirtatiously.

'Leave her,' she slurred in an almost drunken way as I took a step towards where Dy disappeared. I gave her one last glare before running off to where she ran to. The forest wasn't safe. And Teria wasn't either.

I ran and ran through the darkened wilderness, my panic levels rising. And then I saw her, standing with her back against the tree, not looking upset. I cautiously approached her.

'Dy,'

'Oh hey,' I blinked. She sounded bubbly. Maybe she didn't see anything after all. I was relieved and fully stood in front of her.

'I was so bummed you'd be mad at me and…,'

Before I knew it, her face clouded over with rage and a sharper than I could've imagined punch landed straight on my nose. I stared at her, as she continued punching me in any part she could reach.

'Ow, what…,' I gasped as she started the tirade session.

'You…chose…me…and…then…you…go…and…kiss…Teria…of…all…people…,' with each word, a sharp punch landed on different parts of my body. It didn't hurt that much, but I was surprised all the same. Trying to stop her as tears of rage filled her eyes, I grabbed her by the shoulders and slammed my lips onto hers.

She squirmed but soon melted in my embrace, kissing me back with all the frustration out on the kiss. Pulling back, I saw her staring at me with a complaining expression.

'You chose me,' she whispered, her voice breaking at the end and her anger disappeared. I stroked her hair, desperate to convince her.

'You sent me that message…,' Dy's statement got me a little alert.

'I did?'

'Yes,' her answer was slow and cautious. And everything sunk in.

'Don't you see?'

'What?' she was confused.

'It was all part of Teria's pathetic plan. She invited us both to the same place so she could drive a wedge between us by making you see me kiss me. It was…preplanned,' my voice got an octave higher and realization dawned on her face slowly and gradually.

'You didn't send me the message?'

'No,' my reply was clear.

'I didn't either. That means, wow I hit you over nothing?' Her reply made me laugh out loud.

'But…,' suspicion clouded her features and I sighed in exasperation, bracing myself. 'How do I know if you're not lying?'

'You see right through me genius,' my reply was dry and she gave me an apologetic smile.

'Yeah, you coped with me for six years running; you can cope with me now,'

I just frowned at her, relieved.

We walked back to the How hand in hand, the misunderstanding lifting bit by bit. As soon as I set foot over the threshold, I immediately knew something was wrong.

And then I heard it.

A shriek, like a battle was in progress. So I made a shoot for it.

Dylexia's POV:

He made a dash for it at the vague sound of clanging and someone talking softly. I followed him, running as fast as I could and the sight of it made me halt in my tracks.

There was a wolf, trying its best to catch even a clump of Ed's flesh who obviously had the upper hand. Nikabrik lay there dead while Lucy and Trumpkin stared at each other, shocked. But that wasn't what caught my attention. It was Peter with an outstretched hand towards a woman frozen in ice, who had a hand out. Peter cut his own palm with his sword and panicked, I looked at Ed who was running towards the back of the ice.

'Ed!' I screamed after him and less than a minute later, the ice shattered. And Ed appeared after from beyond it, staring blankly at Peter, sweating heavily.

'I know,' his voice was calm. 'You had it sorted.

o.O.o.O

I slid my hand into his as he breathed unevenly, gasping every once in a while. I stayed quiet. That awkwardness was still there, and I found it a little hard to believe that Ed wasn't lying. I was just being stupid.

'Dy,' he breathed, sitting down on Lucy's heather. He was sweating all over, and his hands were shaking. I sat down in front of him as he looked at me all pained. I was worried when he didn't reply.

'Ed?'

'Um…I need to lie down, could you tell Lucy to go to my heather?' I nodded and stared casually as he took his shirt off, pulling it off his head and lying down facing me.

'Ooh, abs,' I heard him groan as Teria stared at Ed's middle section with glazed eyes. I didn't blame her; initially, I was as star struck as she was. Not giving her a damn, Ed stared at her almost challengingly and pulled me down, crashing his lips onto mine. I heard Teria gasp, but he didn't give me time to melt into the embrace. He pulled back and I pouted. And then, with horrible realization, I figured the weird taste on my mouth, like cherries and apples?

Oh Aslan, this is priceless.

As Teria ran back down the How's entrance, obviously crying her plan had failed, I noticed Ed look at me with concern as I rubbed at my lips.

'My sweat's that bad?' he asked, pulling me in the heather covers beside him, his tone teasing.

'It's not the sweat,' I went with the truth. 'It's lip gloss,'

His reaction was priceless.

So, anyone who's confused with the ending, ask me. And give me some more drama ideas, okay? It was Teria's lip gloss on him, okay? Get it? Of course you do.

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