Oh, Ophelia | C. De Vil

Twenty six; Ophelia

YZLA immediately ran off to go find Ophelia. She had to know! Zevon, not being their brother! Well, yes, she may still see him as a brother, but still!

And how could Yzma not have told them this! They had to find out from a test taken by Auradonians, for God's sake!

"Ophelia!" She yelled out when she saw Ophelia.

"Yzzy? What's wrong?" Ophelia asked innocently.

Yzla wordlessly pulled her to the girls' dorms.  Ophelia said nothing. She was used to Yzla pulling her to places.

"Zevon's not our brother." Yzla said bluntly.

Ophelia's eyes widened. "What?" She said, shocked. "B-but he i-" She took in a deep breath. "Haha. Very funny joke, Yzla."

Yzla shook her head. "I'm not joking." She said. "He really isn't our brother."

"Where's the proof?" Ophelia asked instantly.

"Go ask Lucy. She has test results prooving Zevon isn't our brother." Yzla informed.

"The test results must be fake!" Ophelia said quietly. "They're fake!"

"They're no-"

"Well I don't care if Zevon and us are related by blood or not!" Ophelia said suddenly. "You're the only person who cares about that!"

"Don't accuse me of that, Ophelia," Yzla said in a warning voice. "That happened years ago."

"Well, who knows if you changed or not."

Ophelia walked away from the dorm, and towards Lucy's office.

"Is it true?" She asked.

"Good day to you too, Miss Groové." Lucy said dryly.

"Is. It. True?"

"Is what true?"

"Zevon."

Lucy sighed. "How did you know?"

"Yzla told me." Ophelia said stiffly.

"She overheard me talking to him?"

"Yes,"

"Very well," Lucy rubbed her temples. "Yes, it is true."

Ophelia felt dizzy. Zevon, her brother who always protected her and read with her and let her do his hair, wasn't her brother by blood!

Lucy looked concerned.

"I think it's best if you sit down,"

She stood up and helped Ophelia to a chair. Lucy sighed again.

She wasn't good with people. She was an introvert, the complete opposite of her sister who, despite being younger, was a social butterfly.

Maybe that's why Gerald fell for Gemma instead? She thought. Because she was more like him.

She shook her head. Now was not the time to think such things.

"Tea? Chocolates?" She offered.

Ophelia shook her head. "Where's Zevon?"

"He left a few minutes before you came in here." Lucy said.

Ophelia saw her eyes soften for a second before going back to her usual cold look.

The Groové girl stood up to leave and find Zevon when Lucy stopped her.

"Ophelia? If you ever need someone to talk to, then my door's always open."

Ophelia hesitated before saying. "Thank you."

A/N:

This chapter is for my dear friend Rosanna A.K.A: Dcom_fan_Writes. I really hope you like it, Rose.

Go check her out. Her writing is amazing and her books are great! Moreover, she's a great friend and is really funny and relatable!