Chapter 12:
Rebecca's POV
I held my hand to my cheek as I felt a throb of pain emerging, I looked at him not masking my face of shock and realised what just happened, Will Benedict just slapped his soulfinder. He looked at me angrily before seeing what he had just done. His face full of anger turned to horror, he took a step forward and I took a step back, I glared at him annoyed.
"Get out," I ordered him,
"Becka…" He tried to touch my cheek with his hand but I slapped it away,
"Get out!" I shoved him out the door and locked it. I leaned against the door and slid down to the ground feeling the pain come for and more.
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"Becka can you open up please?" Will knocked on the door as he pleaded from the other side of the door.
"Go away," I mumbled, not even sure if he heard me. If he did, he obviously wasn't going to listen because he kept knocking.
"Please Becka." He pleaded,
I sighed, if it'll get him to shut up. I opened the door and let him in, he came in and frowned at the state Becka was in, she had bags under her eyes and her skin was as pale as ever as well as her lips turning blue. He cupped my chin and frowned, "I'm soo sorry." He apologized,
I looked away, "Is that all you came to say? If so you're wasting your time." I stated,
"I just wanted to see if you're okay." He said flatly,
I glanced at him, "I'm fine,"
"You're obviously not fine. You won't talk to your me, or Sky or anybody in this house."
I looked at him in disbelief, "Are you bloody mental? I'm cooped up in this room by myself might I add because you and your nut-case of a family want me to oh I don't know bond with their sons soulfinder." I gestured from me to him, "Well let me tell you summit, it aint fucking happening."I stated.
Will face expression carry a mixture of emotions, hurt, anger, guilt and sadness. I looked away, I don't give a fuck. He glanced at me before leaving the room; I sighed and bit my lip suddenly feeling a bit down. Whoa-what? I have not learned to care for him have I? I shook my head, I've got to get out of this place, it's making me insane caring people. Hm… how many people are in that room? Maybe I could freeze them… okay… let's take a guess.
There are seven Benedict's. Plus Sky and Phoenix. Let's not forget Saul and Karla. Eleven people, oh god. Never used this power that much, I bit my lip and hesitated. It would probably last for about a minute if I'm lucky. My hands began to shake and my body began to tense up, this is really risky. I head towards the door and pressed my ear against it, hearing if anyone was nearby, I heard a conversation and listened intently,
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(Will's POV)
"It's no use mom, she hates me." I mumbled as I sat on the couch sadly,
"Try again son, she'll come around." My dad spoke with a bit of hope,
Sky sighed, "Will try putting yourself in her shoes, I don't think she sees you as her soulfinder type. I mean for gods sake you locked her in that room!" She huffed annoyed,
I paused my hands innocently, "I didn't lock her in,"
"No… but you knocked her out," She looked at him in disbelief, "Let's face it, from her point of view you're the bad guy here," She paused, "All she was doing was being at a restaurant-"
"-Torturing Phee." Yves glared at her,
Sky rolled her eyes, "Yeah, but she's been grown up to do that, like it's in her nature. I doubt you guys can change the way she was born in a week." She looked at me, "Talk to her, and I mean really talk to her, the way I see it is that she's a girl who has issues with opening up to people."
I sighed, "Fine," I stood up and walked towards the room she was in, I really didn't want her to be by herself, I wanted her to be with me. I never imagined my soulfinder being stubborn, lethal, dangerous and temperamental. Thank god she can't read minds or I'd be electrocuted to death. I know deep down she's a nice girl somewhere, hopefully it's not too late to save her.
I knocked on the door and waited for a reply, no answer. I sighed, was she giving me the silent treatment again? I knocked again, "Becka…" I called out to her, still no reply; I listened intently and hear a drizzling sound in the background, huh must be in the bathroom. I opened the door and walked to the bathroom door, I knocked, "Becka?" No answer… this was getting ridiculous Becka!
"I'm coming in!" I shouted and covered my eyes as I opened the door; I walked in and waited for some shouting and screaming. Doesn't seem like her to stay quiet, then again she has been kinda mute to me for the past week. I removed my hand and looked around, the bathroom tap was running but no-one was here. Shit! I ran out of the bathroom and looked at the window, still in place. She couldn't possibly be invisible could she?
I sighed frustrated; this girl was like a complex puzzle. "Becka!" I yelled, "Come out it's not funny!" I looked around before hearing a lighter tone in my head,
'It was never meant to be funny Will… I'm sorry…'