Chapter 13: Don't Forget
Flora sat on the edge of the balcony looking out onto Magix, contemplating on what had happened yesterday. The fight was brutal, and did a lot of work to her. Though she could feel herself getting stronger, she didn't know how long she could last with this fighting every now and again.
Lorelei was sitting on the floor drawing some pictures, and Helia was in his room, still sleeping from the exhausting battle. He hadn't woken up ever since…which was all right in this case. Getting a blow from Darcy isn't the most common thing to recover from.
Musa, Helia, and Layla were sent back to their apartments earlier this morning. She knew Layla was awake again, but didn't know the status on Musa. She breathed in deeply, the smell of the fresh air…
But the most important thing was that the children were ok…for now. None of them were injured and the witches wouldn't be back for some time until a few weeks or so, so they were safe once again. They were safe…but she didn't know how much more of this they could keep up.
"Mommy?" little Lorelei's voice came up. Flora turned toward her and scooped her up in her arms…
"Mommy…I think Helia's awake!"
"Let's cook then some dinner then."
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Riven was resting his head on the couch…thinking. Musa was sleeping in her room and Alexis was playing with her CD player in front of him, down by his feet. He couldn't help but stare at the girl…she seemed different today, in some way. Her long blue hair, exactly like her mothers, was the same. Her cute and genuine smile, like her mothers, was the same. Her slim little body, like her mother's, was the same. It was…it was her eyes.
Her eyes were different…they were lighter…a lot lighter, more violet…
It has been said that eye color changes once you get older in years, but that wasn't the thing that was freaking Riven out. Her eyes looked exactly like his.
He never noticed this before…her eyes were very similar to his…not to mention, some features that only he could pick out. When did this happen? Was he so focused on Musa that he didn't even take time to look at the girl? This ultimately led to confusion…
"Riven?"
He shook his head to get his thoughts back on track. "Yeah?"
"Is my mom still sleeping?"
"Yeah she is," Riven said. He hated letting her down, seeing her miserable small face.
"How bad did she get hurt yesterday? I did not see," she spoke again.
"Pretty bad, she purposely took the blow, but I don't think she was expecting to be hit so far," he explained. Wait, why am I telling a little girl this? She doesn't want to hear what happened! Shut up stupid!
"Wait, she saw it coming?"
There you go again…big mouth.
"Yeah…she sort of…protected me instead," he sighed. Now you look like an idiot… But instead of her being mad, she softly smiled.
"I always knew she liked you, she wouldn't do that for just anybody," she smiled. Riven couldn't help but clear his throat a bit. "Do you like her back?" He didn't expect this question to come.
"It's complicated, I guess.
"What's so complicated about it? If you like her, then you should do something about it, right?"
"No…you shouldn't," he sighed once more. Alexis smile turned into a frown, a sad one.
"I don't understand."
"You should get some rest, you look tired," Riven ended the subject right there. Alexis glared at him and made her way to her mother's room and slammed the door.
Riven laid his head back on the couch, deep in thought…
What happened?
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"Everything looks good mommy," commented Lorelei, while putting stuff on the table. Flora smiled at her daughters compliment and looked at Helia's door.
"Honey, I thought you said he was awake?"
Lorelei quickly looked at the door and frowned.
"He was mommy, I promise. I saw him peek his head out," she pouted. "He was looking right at me."
Flora stared at his door once again. Of course she believed her daughter…she could even hear him pacing around in his room. This got her thinking; she hadn't seen him since the day he was hit by Darcy. She really thought he was going to die when she saw him collapse instantly when he was hit. And that's when the tears began to form in her eyes.
What would she do if she really lost him someday?
Wait, why was she thinking about him?
Didn't she promise herself not to fall for him again? Well that worked out perfectly…
She sighed once and looked down; she had specifically made a nutritious meal for him, and if he wasn't going to come out, then what was the use.
"Come on, let's eat without him," she said at last. And in that instant, she door unlocked and opened. Helia slowly walked out of his room, still holding his side, but still very capable of walking on his own.
"Do you want something to eat?" Flora asked in a very happy tone. He nodded stiffly…
Something's not right…
All three of them sat down and enjoyed the meal. Lorelei was very happy, but Helia and Flora seemed tense; Helia, on account that he was acting very strange, getting glances at Flora and her daughter every now and again. And Flora just because he was acting weird.
Maybe it's the medicine they gave him…
"Could you pass me the salt?" Lorelei's little voice said to Helia. He didn't even move as he took another bite. "Helia?" He still didn't move or listen to her…
"Helia!" she repeated once more.
"Huh?" he blinked, looking at her.
"Could you pass me the salt please?" she repeated once more. Helia couldn't help but stare at the girl, looking at every aspect that made her who she was. He passed her the salt and looked up at Flora, who seemed very confused.
I have to talk to her…
After finishing their meal, Flora quickly put Lorelei to bed.
"Sleep good," she kissed her forehead. Giving Lorelei a good night was always a happy thing to do.
She walked back to the kitchen and started to clean up. She picked up the pan and put it toward the sink. She washed and dried the dishes as well, while Helia was leaning against the doorframe, watching her.
Of course she noticed how he was just starring at her, not to mention not even offering to help clean up. She was holding the dishes in her hand when she finally turned around, with concern in her eyes, and began to speak.
"Helia, what's wrong? You seem a bit off. Are you still in pain from your injury?" she asked. He shook his head.
She turned around to put the dishes away and was about to ask something else…but he cut her off.
"Flora," he spoke finally. She stopped what she was doing.
"I hear what you said, before I lost consciousness," his words spilled from his mouth. These were the exact words she never wanted to hear, which would change her world forever…
Crash…
The plates fell down from her trembling hands, the broken pieces on the floor surrounding her…
Broken…just like her heart…
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Cale was already in bed sleeping. She barely said good night to him… he refused her good night kiss to him. What was she doing wrong? Oh wait…lying to him all these years… that might be a big hint.
She should have recalculated everything…the error was right in front of her and she never saw it. And what bothered her even more was that she was afraid…afraid of living her life. Timmy knew the secret and yet he hadn't said one word to her about it.
Or at least she thought he knew…maybe he didn't…
Maybe she was freaking out about nothing at all!
Her thoughts were erased when Timmy hung up his phone. He'd been on his phone for quite some time now…who was he talking to?
She gently walked into the kitchen to get out some tea. She took out the mug and the water…but stopped when she heard someone behind her. She didn't turn around, for she knew whom it was, and continued with what she was doing.
"How have you been these past few years, Tecna?" he asked gently. She turned to look at him, very confused… he was leaning his elbows on the table, very casually, looking at her. How was she supposed to respond to that?
"Eh…Tim-,"
"I asked you how you have been these past few years," he repeated his question, completely serious. He wasn't playing games…
"F- fine," she answered, as he narrowed his eyes.
"You're lying," he said.
"Huh? No! What are…why the hell are you asking me these questions?" for the first time, Tecna was panicking. Her fear began to consume her…
"So you really did lie then," he stated after she was silent.
"N- no, I didn't!" she said.
"You and I both know that you're a horrible liar, Tecna," he smirked, as her eyes widened. "It was never in your program to lie."
"I've been fine!" she shouted the answer to his question.
"You don't have to get angry if you have nothing to hide," he added, as he looked at her with fake innocence. She relaxed…somewhat.
"Ok, maybe I've been a little out of it lately and these past years weren't the greatest."
"And why?"
"Because…" she began, trying to think of something quickly.
"And don't lie…" he interrupted.
"I didn't…" she began again.
"I said don't lie to me Tecna," he repeated, as she gave him the biggest glare.
"It was because of my child's father!" she blurted out, then covering her mouth immediately after.
"Why?" the genius asked.
"Why do you want to know?" she fought back.
"I'm the one who's asking the questions."
"And I'm the one who refuses to answer them."
"Face it Tecna, you never could lie to me…always couldn't and won't," he said firmly. "What did he do to you?" Her lips began to quiver and her body tensed.
"He hurt me," she said softly. He could see the tears well up in her eyes.
"Why did you let him?"
"Because I loved him," she looked down, caught up in his questions.
"Why didn't you tell me that Cale was my son?"
"Because I…" she immediately stopped when she realized her mistake, and quickly looked at Timmy, whose eyes were wide open.
Tecna's mind was chaotic, her head was spinning, nothing was right… No, no, no
Instead of a quick answer, one that could save her, something else happened, and Timmy's proof was proven to be correct.
Thud.
She fainted and collapsed on the floor.
The last thing she heard was Timmy taking out his phone and dialing numbers…
BBBBB
He was sitting on the couch, as he waited for Bloom to get out of the shower. Her children were silently asleep, still hearing little snores coming from the creaked door.
The shower turned off, which meant Bloom, was finished…
He remembered her so well…ever since the first time he laid eyes on her back on Earth. He remembered the shy little girl, whom he used to make blush whenever he gave her a compliment. Now grown up, she was such a woman. Sky missed her; he missed the sparkle in her eyes whenever she saw him…it made him want to protect her more. But he wished he could go back…go back and stop Faragonda on sending them to that mission so many years ago.
He wished he could go back in time before she left.
Why did she leave? A mission? Why weren't they there? Why couldn't they go with them?
Why did she choose another man over him?
He still remembered what she told him that night….
Flashback:
She was cuddled up in the sheets right beside him. Both were a little sweaty, but they didn't mind; all that did matter was each other.
"Sky?" she asked shyly.
"Yes Bloom?" he replied, stroking her hair
"I love you…and always will love you…" she sighed and gently fell back asleep.
"I love you too," he said at last, drifting off himself.
End Flashback.
Why did everything have to end like this?
Suddenly, he realized something, once he looked down. He quickly got down on all fours and started to dig under the couch. He soon found the pictures from Bloom's album.
Hi eyes widened when he scrutinized them more carefully; he couldn't believe what he saw.
They were pictures of them…together…back when they were younger…all of the pictures had writing on the bottom, a message from the girls.
The first one was Stella and Brandon, holding each other closely:
I was always the cheery one…the one who always looked for your attention, your care…But now, I would prefer if you told me that you hate me rather then letting me fall in love with you again.
The next was Tecna and Timmy:
All this tears I shed…were for you…but they all were in vain…because you never heard me cry…you never came to help…you never came after me…
Musa and Riven:
I gave you everything…I tried different things for you…I brought myself to the limit, just to be respected by you…I did everything just to be accepted by you…I would do anything…even die…just for you.
Layla and Nabu:
I barely knew you…but that didn't even compare to what I felt for you…I was different, and you saw that…so why didn't you see my heart breaking when you were the one who broke it?
Flora and Helia:
Our love blossomed like flowers in the spring…I thought you were the one who was going to take care of them…let them grow into something more beautiful…but the water, sun, and magic never came…and you let the flowers wilt into nothing.
And as he came to the end of the stack and looked at his own picture that he gave Bloom long ago, the tears began to fall from his face:
You were the one who gave me the fire…and everything I did…everything I became… I just did… because I love you.
He looked at all six pictures over and over again…trying to figure out the reason…
"Sky? Do you have anymore-," Bloom cut herself off when she saw Sky sitting on the couch, holding her pictures in his hands. Sky quickly dried his tears and stood up, still holding the pictures. "W-where d-did you get t-those?"
"Bloom, I-,"
"I asked you where you got those!" she screamed, half rage and half embarrassed.
"I took them from your album…"
"And why the hell would you do that!"
"Bloom…do you still love me?" he asked gently and calmly. Her face became distorted, and she took a step back; he took a step forward.
"Stay away from me!"
"Bloom, it's ok…I still love you too…"
"No you don't! You don't! How dare you say that to me! Keep away from me!" she yelled, holding out her arm, warning him that she will use her power against him.
"Bloom, what do these pictures mean? How did we ruin your lives? I want to know answers," he came closer to her once more. She was ready to fire, and she meant every word she said. But that was not going to stop him from getting answers.
All of a sudden, a high-pitched scream came from the room behind them…Bloom dropped everything and ran to the room. Sabrina was screaming, her eyes glowing a soft orange color, and a faint glow illuminating from her body.
"Sabrina!" cried Bloom.
"Bloom, wait!" Sky yelled, grabbing her arm.
"Let me go Sky!"
"But you can get hurt by her!"
"Sky, your daughter is in trouble!" she didn't even notice when the words left her mouth…or she didn't care. She would have said anything for him to let her go…and boy did he let go. He stood there in shock…
"Do something mom!" yelled Aidan, standing back away from her.
"The witches! They're coming! They're coming! The witches are coming!" repeated Sabrina, still in her dream state. "They are going to take us! All of us!"
"Sabrina, I'm here…you have to regain control!" cried Bloom, creating a sphere in her hand and touching her gently.
And in an instant…Sabrina stop and collapsed on the bed, completely unconscious. Bloom stepped back and closed her eyes, while she leaned against the wall. Sky came up to the girl and touched her forehead.
"She'll be fine, she's just unconscious now…Bloom?" he quickly turned and Bloom was nowhere in sight.
Then Sky's phone in his pocket began to ring. He quickly answered it…
"Timmy?" he answered frantically. He looked at the kids, one awake and fear stricken, the other collapsed with her head down… "I know…I know everything…"
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Both of them were sitting in the living room, while Jadon was sound asleep in his room. The TV was on, or rather Nabu was flipping through the channels randomly, and Layla was sitting there watching, feeling rather uninterested…and cold.
She looked over her shoulder and noticed Nabu had his balcony doors open, where the moon shined and the wind crept peacefully in. She shivered.
"Why do you have the door open? It's freezing in here," she commented, holding herself to keep warm.
"What are you talking about? It's a beautiful night…you should enjoy it," he replied, still flipping.
"Well I'm sorry if your outfit is actually something you'd wear in the Omega Dimension, but not me," she pouted. "Can't you just shut the doors?"
"Oh stop complaining, the only reason you want to shut the doors is because you like being the opposite from me."
"Huh? What is that supposed to mean?"
"You always want to be different from me…like as if you had something to prove," he finally looked at her, and she seemed surprised. "In other words…I'm not shutting the doors."
"Fine, then the least you can do is get me a pair of socks," she said, almost begging.
"Of course. See? I do something for myself, and then I'll do something for you in return."
"Whatever."
"Now where are they?" he asked, standing up, while stretching.
"Top shelf in my dresser…but don't wake Jadon up," she said quickly, while he grinned and walked into her room quietly.
It took her a while to figure out what she said.
Top shelf. Dresser. In my room… the words were swirling around in her mind…and that only led to one thing that she remembered.
"Oh shit," she said to herself, and then darted for her room as quickly as she could. Not because her top drawer was her underwear drawer…but because a huge secret was kept in there. She hurriedly opened the door, hoping to see Jadon still asleep and Nabu holding out her favorite pair of socks for her.
Too late…
He was standing motionless, holding the book in his hands while staring at it incredulously. His eyes landed on hers, emotionless eyes that dug a hole right through her.
She did the only thing that came to her mind…she quickly snatched the book from his hands and stepped back. His emotionless orbs now became full of rage.
"Layla," he hissed.
He cornered her, as she was stumbling on her own two feet, and almost falling back on a chair.
"Layla…why?" he asked again, still glaring.
Her eyes widened, but she did not dare to open her mouth.
"Layla!" he screamed, not even caring about the stirring Jadon in the bed.
"Mom? What's going on?" said Jadon, sleepily.
"Jadon, mommy needs you to go outside…can you do that for me?" she said, trying to sound as peaceful as she could. Jadon perked up and looked at the scene.
"H-hey…what are you doing? Stay away from her!" stuttered Jadon.
"This doesn't concern you, just go outside like your mother told you," hissed Nabu. "I would have expected anyone else Layla, but never did I expect you. Why did you do it? Tell me now!"
She tried to get passed him, but he only tackled her to the ground, pinning her on the floor, and making the book fall out of her hands.
"Get off of her!" Jadon screamed, tears streaming down his little face, not believing what he was seeing. All this time, he thought Nabu was a good guy, but his mother was right…he would to anything to get what he wanted…
And in an instant, his hands began to glow blue, as he fired an attack right at Nabu. Nabu screamed and hit the wall hard, but most of all being shocked from what he just saw.
Jadon's hands continued to glow blue, as he looked upon the face of Nabu.
"T-that's my p-power," Nabu stuttered. He looked at Layla, who remained motionless, staring at the ground. And Layla got up quickly and ran out of the apartment.
"Layla, wait!"
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Musa's eyes slowly fluttered open to a dark room. Glancing at a few things, before her clock, made it easier to see what was going on. She had been out for nearly a day and a half…what could have possibly hit her that hard? And for one thing, she just pushed Riven out of the way…she wasn't just standing there and letting the monster hit her.
She looked down and noticed Alexis sleeping in her arms. Good, it was way passed her bedtime; she was glad she had Riven to tell her daughter what to do around here.
There was absolutely no point in laying here; even if it was pretty late, she needed to get up and out of bed…she seemed pathetic if she was going to wait until morning to do something. Not to mention, her ears could slightly pick up yelling coming down the hall. When she examined the apartment, she would probably go check it out.
She shut her door silently, not trying to wake up Alexis. A glass of water would be nice; she was dying for thirst right about now.
"I was wondering when you'd awake," came a vice from behind. Musa jumped for a second, but calmed down when she noticed it was Riven. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." When she turned around, the look on Riven's face wasn't the expression she was expecting.
He seemed calm and composed, but angry and full of rage at the same time. Musa became scared, although didn't know why. He couldn't have possibly known…she didn't tell him anything whatsoever. Why was he like this?
"Riven, are you ok?" she asked, finally using her voice for the first time.
"No Musa, I don't think I am."
"W-well I was just on my way to get a glass of water…if you want, I could make you something…" she was hurt. After she saved his life, you'd think a guy would be grateful, but no. She did notice him grasping onto his cell phone as if it was his lifeline. It almost looked like he was going to break it, he was holding it so hard.
"No, I don't want anything…" he finished, closing his eyes and bowing his head, as if to clear his thoughts. Now Musa began to glare…
What's his problem?
"Well, you have a nice night then," she said with attitude, and then headed for the kitchen.
"I should have known…" he said calmly. She stopped in her tracks, but didn't turn around. She had no idea what he was saying. "I should have known the first time I saw her…"
"What are you talking about? Do you need help? As in medical help?" she asked, turning around and glaring at him.
"Why didn't I see it when I looked into her eyes?" he asked himself. He was talking to himself now…or talking to her, but very strangely. Who was he talking about?
"Um, I'm going to go back to bed…you should too, I think you'll be better by the morning."
"You didn't leave because you had a mission…you left because you were pregnant…"
Her whole world came crashing down once more, her breathing quickened, and her heart raced. He turned towards her scared face.
"You left…because I got you pregnant."
"R-Riven, I-,"
"Why couldn't I tell my own face…in my own child? How could I have missed that?" he was talking to himself now.
"Who told you?" she demanded. He remained silent. "I asked you who told you!"
"Why does it matter? You certainly didn't tell me!"
"Give me that!" she yelled, as she swiped the phone from his hand.
"Give that back Musa," he snarled, getting ready to tackle her in some way.
"Oh please, are you really going to attack someone who just got out of the infirmary?" she threatened back. He eased his muscles when she said this, and he let her continue. She quickly looked at the last caller…
"Timmy? How did Timmy know? Tecna would have never spilled!"
"He found out on his own. He's a nerd; he's smart like that. But the real thing is you and your little 'friends forever' pack has been keeping a secret like this from us for five years!"
"You are such a moron! You don't even know what you did and that's the thing that drives me crazy!"
"So tell me what I did Musa! Tell me what I did so I can fix it and go back to the way things were!"
"You don't get it do you? We can never go back after what you did to me!" she yelled. Then both heard Layla screaming in the hallway. Musa made a motion to move, but Riven cut in front of her.
"Let me pass Riven."
"No, you're not leaving until you've explained everything to me," he said. Musa had no other choice. She held out her arm, as it glowed, and was ready to attack.
"Sorry Riven, but it's me or my daughter…take your pick."
"Our daughter," he corrected.
"She's not your daughter right now. After this is over, we're leaving…no questions asked."
"I have a right to love her Musa!" he yelled. Not before letting out a scream, she let a sonic boom go right into Riven's chest. He flew backwards and crashed into the kitchen table. Letting her tears fall, Musa ran out of the apartment to her friends' aid.
MMMMM
"See? This isn't so bad…" commented Stella, washing off the last pan of the night after dinner.
"I never thought I would ever see you cook Stella," Brandon chuckled.
"Yeah well, you learn to do things when you're on your own," she sighed, turning the perfect conversations into an awkward one. Brandon was about to say some thing, but Stella kept the conversation going on purpose. "In any case, I actually got to love cooking…it's the cleaning I hate."
"Cleaning is not so bad when you have a partner to help you," he smiled. She couldn't help but blush, as she stared out the window and at the moon. It was a nice crescent shaped piece of jewelry in the sky, shining down on her as if it knew how she felt at this exact moment. She could feel Brandon's eyes staring at her too. She was afraid to look…because if she did, she might get too caught up in them.
He wanted to touch her…console her, make her feel better again; like the way she used to. He was surprised when she faced him; he expected her to ignore his staring…it actually made him nervous.
What did she want him to do? Hold her? She couldn't, she told him that she would never forgive him for what he did…what was she expecting? He didn't notice that he took a step closer toward her. She didn't move; she kept motionless, like a statue. Did she want him to do this?
She was letting him come closer to her…and when he touched her hand, he thought heaven was near his heart.
And what confused him even more, was that Stella was letting him do it. There was no complaining, crying, anger, hitting… She licked her lips as if she were preparing them, preparing them for his own.
Was this a dream? It had to have been…
Did you forget?
He moved his head towards hers…not in any rush, to remind her that she did have a say in what was about to happen. She closed her eyes…and waited for him to do his part. He closed in his face to hers..
In a matter of seconds, Brandon's phone began to ring in his pocket…
Both of them jumped, and immediately separated from each other, giving a good distance between the two of them.
Nothing had happen, nothing was exchanged, and most of all…the two were reminded of their current situation. Stella mentally slapped herself.
What are you thinking?! You fell for his brown eyes again! Stella, get a hold of yourself! Look at what you almost did!
Be honest…if you did kiss him…then you'd be in his room right now…doing unimaginable things…you can't control yourself! Keep your distance! Remember what he did to you!
"Hey Timmy," he spoke into the phone, still in a daze. In a short time, Brandon became alert. "What's wrong? You sound worried."
Stella held the table to give her balance. She almost felt intoxicated; it was pathetic to her. He had never come so close to her the whole time she was here…she couldn't do that again.
Instead she tried focusing on the conversation he was having with Timmy; that calmed her down.
What she was expecting was an elaborate conversation between the two of them... something about parts of a ship or facts like that. Instead, Brandon kept still and quiet the whole time. His expression remained emotionless and plain. She couldn't see his eyes, for his head hung low. She did not know what was wrong with him.
"Timmy…that's imposs-," he cut off from Timmy, blabbering about more things. "All of them? Are you sure?"
Maybe I should just sneak out of the room… I should go check on Celena…hold on; he's looking at me now!
His eyes were intense, barely moving out of focus. He looked angry…and then again very confused as well. He slowly hung up his phone and stuck it back in his pocket. He kept quiet, and she felt if she moved, the silence would literally explode.
"Stella, can I talk to you about something?" he asked slowly, to get every word to her.
"I…I guess," she replied quietly, deathly afraid of his attitude toward her.
"I want to know…everything…the truth."
"I don't think I follow, Brandon, what…"
"I mean I want to know what happened to you five years ago."
"I thought Faragonda already explained…we were called on a mission," she said, whizzing her eyes around to look for a way to escape.
"What kind of mission? Where? And why weren't we allowed to go?"
"That's private under Alfea's system…" she sad confused, trying to think of a good reason for their absence.
"Who's the father of your child then? You could always tell me that," he studied her.
"That's also private," she glared, getting angry.
"Under who?"
"Me," she growled.
"Why is it so hard for you to tell the truth to me?" he glared back.
"What do you mean? I am telling-,"
"No, you're not, Stella! I know you!" he came closer to her, in a way threatening her, but Stella held her ground. "Timmy…he…he told me something, something that is really hard for me to believe, but now I see that…"
"What are you talking about? You keep rambling about things that I don't even know about!" she yelled. "Why do you want to know me so much? Why do you fell you can always fix things when it comes to me? Why do you want to know things that you can never know? Why can't you just realize that things will never be the same after what you did to me? Why can't you just see-,"
"Why didn't you tell me Celena was my daughter?!" he yelled back. Her mouth shut automatically when his question suddenly popped out. Her mind went swirling. How did he know? Did he just guess? How long has he known? What is happening?
"W-what did you j-just say?" she said, blinking several times than usual.
"You heard me," he said sternly, taking a step back. She shook her head in frustration. "I know everything."
"Obviously not everything," she glared, admitting it. "You don't even know what happened five years ago."
"So then tell me!"
"That's the thing! You don't even remember what you did! And now you think I could just tell you everything! You don't even know what you did!" she yelled in anger. "You know what? You're not even worth it."
She took a step to leave, but he grabbed her arm to stop her.
"Where are you going?" he asked, grasping her arm.
"That's none of your concern. Why should you care anyway? If you can't remember what you did, then there is no way I am even worth protecting."
"That's not true Stella."
"Let me go Brandon!"
"Just tell me what I did, and then I'll fix it!"
"You can never fix it!" she screamed, tears streaming down her eyes like a river flowing. She thrust her arm, making him let go of her. "I'm leaving."
He stood in front of her, stopping her from taking another step.
"Brandon, don't make me," she held her arm, but still giving him a chance to move.
"You wouldn't hurt me Stella, I know you."
"Well I thought I knew you! And you hurt me! So what makes you think I won't either?"
"You won't…" he repeated. And the sad thing was, he was right. She could never hurt him…ever. No matter what he did, she couldn't cause him pain, like he did to her. Her tears were pouring out of her eyes. Even a few sobs escaped from her lips.
"Then be caged like the horrible animal you are!" she screamed, creating a chamber around him. He started hitting the wall that blocked him from her.
"Stella, you can't do this!"
"I believe I just did," she said, and ran out of his apartment. She slammed the door behind her, as her tears began to flow again. How was she supposed to tell her friends? She knew her shield wouldn't last long, considering how her mind was so unfocused.
Another door slamming was heard from down the hall. Stella turned and saw Bloom, crying her eyes out, and wanting to run herself. Bloom looked at Stella, completely ashamed.
"What happened?" Stella asked.
"He knows!" Bloom cried.
"Same here," Stella cried, embracing Bloom in a hug.
Layla came out of Nabu's door, a tear coming out of her eyes, slamming his door and prepared to run.
"He caught me! He found his spell book…a-and then Jadon used magic…" she was saying frantically. Flora came out, interrupting, followed by Musa.
"All of them know! Timmy called all of them!" said Musa, as soon as she got out.
"Where's Tecna?" said Flora.
"She must be still in her room!" said Bloom, running to the apartment. She blasted his door down with a fire blast.
Each girl ran into the room carefully. They found Tecna sitting at the table, holding her head, alone. The place seemed empty…
"Tecna, are you ok?" asked Layla.
"I…I fainted…Timmy…he figured it out…" she cried.
"There's no time, we have to go! We have to get out of here!" yelled Stella. Each of them agreed and ran out as quickly as possible.
While turning the sharp corner to the elevator, six guys were standing right in the way of their escape. They stopped dead in their tracks and looked very surprised.
"We need to talk…" Riven said sternly.
"There's nothing to talk about," Musa replied with a glare.
"Oh yes there is," said Nabu.
"There's no chance of talking," said Layla.
"Where are you going to go?" asked Helia "You can't get by us."
"There is one way…" said Flora, raising her arms, as vines sprouted from the ground, wrapping the guys tightly, while being suspended in the air.
"Come on! We'll take the stairs to the roof!" suggested Tecna, sprinting under the vines to the stairway. Unfortunately, the last thing they saw was Nabu cutting himself free with his powers…
"We are going to have to fly out of here!" said Musa, running up the stairs frantically. "The guys are way faster than us if we run!"
"I don't know if I can concentrate!" cried Stella. What were worrying them the most were them hearing rushing footsteps coming from behind.
After what seemed forever, the door to the roof was in sight. Tecna burst through the door with panic, "We have to transform now!" She tried herself, but it wouldn't work; she couldn't concentrate; none of them could. There was just too much on their minds…
And as they got more in the middle of the roof, strong arms wrapped around them and pulling them back, they caught each of them.
"No!" cried Stella.
"Let us go!" said Bloom.
"Not till you give us some answers!" said Riven.
"Why did you leave?" asked Brandon. None of them spoke, only whimpering was heard.
"Why did you leave?!" Helia repeated.
"Because…" began Flora.
"Don't…" said Musa.
"Don't interrupt her," said Riven, even through he knew the reason, he wanted the other guys to hear it.
"We left because we were pregnant…" sighed Bloom.
"And why didn't you tell us?" Nabu asked.
"We wanted to talk to you…but…" stuttered Flora.
"But the day we did come, we saw you, all of you, with girls clinging to you as if they were your new girlfriends," sighed Musa.
"New girlfriends?" said Timmy, as he loosened his grip.
"That was when we didn't tell you," said Flora.
"Those? Those were just girls we saved in Magix that day from a runaway troll," explained Sky.
"We rescued them and they thought they could be all over us. We just had to transport them to the infirmary. We tried to get them off us, but like you said, they were clinging," ended Helia.
"So you're saying you didn't have a girlfriend while I was gone…then what about those tampons I found in your bathroom? I thought they were your girlfriend's…" said Tecna
"No…" Timmy replied slowly, slightly embarrassed.
"You won't get our children; you just can't take them away," said Bloom.
"Why would we ever take your children away from you?" said Sky.
"Because you don't care," Layla hissed.
"Why did you take my spell book?" asked Nabu.
"Isn't it obvious? Jadon needed some sort of training…you know the rules about wizards," sighed Layla, and finally Nabu understood.
"But all of this still doesn't explain the reason why you girls wanted to leave in the first place," said Timmy.
"Because we loved you and you betrayed us! You made a bet to see if you could get in bed with us! You only did it for a bet!" yelled Musa.
"What did you get? Money? Pride? A new bike perhaps? What was it?" added Stella.
"Wait, what?!" exclaimed Brandon.
"Or was it all to just make our lives horrible and miserable? Well congratulations, you succeeded!" said Layla.
"I don't understand…what bet? We never made a bet…" said Helia.
"Oh so you don't even remember…that's funny. I remember as if it was yesterday!" fumed Stella.
"Seriously, we have no idea what you guys are talking about!" said Sky.
"Everyone needs to stop yelling and focus!" shouted Flora. Everyone stopped arguing and looked at Flora. "Who's watching the kids?" Everyone gasped, including the fathers.
"We need to go, let's us by!" screamed Bloom, running down the stairs frantically.
"Something doesn't feel right!" yelled Musa, feeling a cold chill go down her spine.
"Something's wrong," shouted Tecna. The guys were following them closely behind.
Each of them shot down the doors, not bothering to get out a key or anything of that matter, and went to their own specific rooms.
Each breath stopped as they saw their apartment messy and abused. There were traces of a fight, but no children what so ever. The rooms were cold, the walls had ice creeping up against them.
"NO!" each of them shouted in pain and misery.
"There gone all of them are gone…"
"My son…"
"My daughter…"
"Gone…"
And as the moonlight shined through the broken windows, and the wind blew gracefully in their hair, and a strong firm, relaxing hand was placed on their shoulder…
…they could still hear Icy's crackling laugh in the mist of the night…
Somewhere we went wrong...
Our love is like a song...
But you won't sing along...
You forgotten about... us...
Don't Forget...
Oh wow! Now that was a long chapter! I know I didn't update in a while, but I delivered! Hopefully…
So everyone knows now…and now it is the quest to rescue their children from the evil witches. Will the whole bet thing ever get cleared up? Will their children ever be rescued? What will happen when all of this is over? Can things go back to the way they were? Find out next chapter!
Only a couple more chapters left!
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