♡︎River's POV♡︎
♡︎. I stretch with a groan and look over at the clock, 5am.
I roll my eyes at the fact that my body keeps waking this early. I look over at Maeve who was sleeping peacefully and smile to myself.
A sudden ping makes me flinch. I grab my phone, moving gently to not disturb Maeve.
'Next week. Don't forget.'
My heart pounds painfully fast. I need a cigarette.
I don't reply back to my mother and quietly roll out of bed, figuring I won't be able to fall back asleep anyways.
I grab my hair up and throw it into a messy ponytail and quickly throw on my clothes from yesterday, not wanting to run across the hall half naked.
I place a soft kiss to Maeve's forehead, whispering a soft 'I'm sorry' and quietly leave the room.
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❤︎Maeve's POV❤︎
I shift, surprised at the coldness of the bed as I awoke. I quickly look over and see that Rivers gone.
I frown a bit but then realize she probably had something to do.
I soft sigh leaves my lips as I stretch and look out the window. The sky seemed quite grey today. Cloudy.
Classes started in about 40 minutes so I hastily pulled on an oversized sweater and jeans.
I wonder if River will show up to class today?
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I quickly shuffle into the classroom and sit at my usual desk. Class starts in two minutes and River has yet to show up.
I watch a few girls scurry into the classroom, happy they aren't late.
Still no River though.
I shrug it off and zone out the window.
Five minutes pass.
Ten.
Twenty.
Then suddenly River comes into the classroom. Everyones attention shifts to her then back to the teacher.
She looked as if she's been crying. The tip of her nose and the whites of her eyes were tinted pink. Her hair a bit messy.
She doesn't make eye contact with me as she sits in the desk beside me. She silently pulls out her stuff and doodles on her notebook, seeming to be zoning out.
"You okay?" I whisper softly but don't get a response.
I feel a weird pang in my chest but ignore it.
She's probably just really upset? Yeah.
I focus my attention back to the teacher, just enough to hear that she's assigned an essay and internally groan.
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The bell rings and I hop from my chair, happy to finally stretch my legs.
River was walking out of the classroom so I quickly grabbed my things and caught up to her.
I grab her hand and smile "hi."
She pulls her hand away quickly, as if I burned her.
My eyebrows furrow. "What's wrong? Can you talk to me?"
"Just leave me alone!" She suddenly snaps at me, drawing the air from my lungs. She usually never yells at me?
I stand there shocked, a heavy lump forming in my throat. I feel the tears welling in my eyes.
I see Rivers face falter a bit, she turns and walks in the other direction.
What did I do wrong?
I quickly hurry to my dorm, pushing down my heavy sobs.
We were just perfectly fine. Happy. At least I thought? And now this?
I try to calm myself, thinking of any and every rational answer to why she's being like this.
Maybe something with her mom again? Still though, she doesn't get to just treat me poorly every time she's upset.
I let out a shaky sigh and sit on my bed. Normally when I'm sad I can go to River for comfort, but now it's just me.
I wipe the tears from my face, my eyes suddenly landing on my tarot deck that I haven't touched in weeks.
I'm not sure how much I believe in witchcraft, but I do think there's a huge possibility it's real.
Before my father died, I gave myself a tarot reading and for future, got the death card.
Usually, it doesn't mean an actual death will occur. Yet two days later my dad was six feet under.
I push from my thoughts and grab the deck. The cards slightly bent from the constant shuffling.
I take a deep breath, relaxing my tense body.
I begin to shuffle, cutting the deck in half then shuffling them together again.
I do that a few times then pull three random cards.
Past, Tower reversed. Most likely meaning change of life.
Present, Moon. Mysteries, fears, insecurities.
Future, Judgement reversed. Destruction.
I sit there pondering what these could mean for me. I don't mean to dictate my life on cards, but it'll be good to keep in the back of my mind.
A knock on the door startles me from my thoughts. "One sec." I add, picking up the cards and setting them on my desk neatly.
I open the door, surprisingly coming face to face with River.
We stand there, looking at each other for a moment. The fact that I was crying not too long ago probably still evident in my features.
She looks more put together than she did earlier, though her eyes still seemed sad.
She opens her mouth but closes it again, perhaps not knowing what to say.
I open the door wider, allowing her to come in. She sits on my bed silently, picking at her fingers.
Another thing she did while nervous or scared.
I sit down beside her and rest my hand on hers, intertwining our fingers in hopes of stopping her nervous picking.
"I'm sorry." She says, her voice coming out more quiet and weak than I've ever heard.
Her eyes were trained to the ground. Not daring to look up.
"What's going on Rivs? I hate being left oblivious. Please talk to me."
River turns, pulling me into a hug and pushes her face into the crook of my neck.
She mutters something, so quiet I can barely register.
The small bit I do makes my heart sink to my stomach.
"Can't. She'll hurt me."
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