Unravelling: Love

Little Talks

Day 1- Talking On The Phone

Summary
Two weeks since the whole ordeal with Belos and Luz is barely holding it together. The mind is a dark place when given the opportunity. Although, maybe a phone call with a certain green haired witch can make it all better.

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"You did everything, you accepted me for who I am and not who you wanted me to be"

"I just want you to be happy"
— The Vow

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Luz felt as if she's drowning. Not into water, not into quicksand. More like into her own thoughts.

Two whole weeks since that ordeal with Belos and yet it was still as vivid as ever. Every spell, every hit, every strike, how her hands were clammy or maybe her wildly pulsating heart. Every emotion she felt that day. Scared- not knowing if she'll be able to save Eda. Guilt- because if only she'd kept it to herself all of this wouldn't have happened.

This is all her fault. If she'd stay out of this Eda would still have her magic. But Eda told me not to worry since it's just the curse; not me. No. She's just saying that to make you feel better. If only she didn't try to steal the healing hat, then the portal wouldn't be destroyed. Maybe things are better off if I hadn't shown up. If only I just went to that stupid camp. But will Luz change what she did to try helping Eda? No. No she would not. She'd do it again and again and even die for it if she had to. But then again, if she hadn't shown up then—

Urghhh. All this thinking is just making her head hurt. Still. It's true. She'll be doing everyone a favour if she'd just.. leave .

But the portal... ' suck it up Luz' she thought to herself. 'We both know you didn't mean it that way.'

Luz tensed. All of a sudden everything just went dark.... too dark. She tried to calm herself down; knowing very well of a panic attack as she's someone who is very familiar with the concept. She hyperventilated, her hand desperately clutching her chest, trying to loosen the invisible grip on it. Tears streaming down her face endlessly. Her free hand- her left hand; shaking as it came to view. Although she could only make out blurry blobs of colours due to her tears obscuring her vision, she could still remember very vividly the scars that lay there. Especially the longest and deepest one. The one the mess in her mind created not long ago before she ended up in the Boiling Isles. Although there were consequences. If only she could just.. perhaps reopen it then she could—

Luz shook her head. Sitting up, leaning against the wall while still sitting on her sleeping bag. She needs a distraction. She needs something to help ground herself. Something to keep her mind off things. She glanced out of the window. 'Can't go outside. Boiling rain.'

She sighed, 'perhaps I could get Eda?' Almost immediately discarding the idea as she knows that Eda is currently talking with Lilith and she is still not ready to face the older Clawthorne. Not after what she did.

Then who?

Deep down she knows who can help ground her. Who she'll feel better getting help from. But will the latter be okay with it? They have just become friends so would the witch even pick up her calls?

'I guess only one way to find out.'

The Latina grabbed her scroll Eda bought not long ago from under the pile of blankets and began dialling a certain teal-haired witch's scroll rune.