Complicated Love

13. Scared To Admit...

Bloom's pov

My mind was racing. The silence between us gave me time to realize what Beatrix had showed me.
I didn't really know if I believed her but she was the only one who had told me something solid. Everyone else had been very vague which made this whole mess more suspicious then I wanted it to be.
I looked out of the window. We rode through the woods back to Alfea. The sun shining through the leaves, producing a comforting warm light. It was beautiful.

Suddenly I was thrown forward in my seat, the seat belt sliced into my skin. The car came to a halt

„What the hell!?"
I turned to Beatrix but the door swung open and someone pulled me violently out of the car.

It took me a second till I finally realized who our attackers where. I saw Ms. Dowling putting something on Beatrix wrists and she whined in response.

„Stop it! Stop!"
I freed myself from the person behind me and ran towards them but someone pulled me back again.

As I struggled to free myself I recognized the person behind the two strong hands that were holding me.
Professor Silva.

„Take Bloom. We'll handle this."
I turned around and saw Dowling looking at me, anger flashing in her eyes. At this point there was nothing else than rage that I felt for this woman.
What was her damn problem!?

Professor Silva started leading me to another car but I wouldn't go without a fight.

„Calm down, girl!"

-

Back in Alfea, Silva brought me to the suite and instructed be to stay there. But the moment he was gone I left as well.
I didn't want to talk to my friends,
I didn't wanna talk to anyone,
not even Sky.
So I went to the library and started pacing around. I relived the whole experience with Beatrix again. And the more I thought about it, the more it made sense.

Why else would the headmistress herself come to pick us up in the middle of nowhere. She clearly was hiding something.
There was more to the whole story, I could feel it.

The sun had already disappeared behind the trees and it was getting dark and chilly.
I tried to calm myself but it didn't work. I was still on some kind of high, full of adrenaline and I really, really wanted to punch someone.

The urge to just walk into Dowling's office and confront her was getting stronger by the minute. And I was running out of excuses.
The woman owed me some answers.

You know what, fuck it!

Drunk from rage I felt my body moving towards the halls, I almost ran to her office. The door was already open and it was very quiet.
A little indecisive, I stopped and wondered if maybe I should go back. But that choice was taken when I heard the Headmistress's voice.

„Don't lurk"
I stepped through the door, meanwhile a little intimidated again. She was sitting at her desk filling out documents. With a straight back and her strict high hairstyle, she radiated a certain strength.
I felt a chill running down my spine. She didn't look at me which made me feel all sorts of weird feelings. The last time we had seen each other was in the woods, there she hadn't looked at me either and it was irritating me. I know that I had stirred up some problems but I should be the one ignoring her not the other way around.

„Can I help you?"
She asked, her eyes still fixed on the papers in front of her.

Ok, that's it!

I quickly walked into the office trying to ignore my conscious that was telling me to not make a whole thing about this.

„What were those bracelets?"