The Genie's Curse

Chapter 30

Keme called back Allon, in the room after he settled things with Tsuru. She didn't speak for the rest of the night with either one of them. Taking a bath and heading straight to bed afterward, leaving Allon and Keme in the same bed to share.

"I can't believe you seriously got one room, like really, how will we fit?" Allon pointed at the bed and scowled at Keme.

"It'll be fine, now lower your voice." He whispered back, reaching for his phone.

Allon grumbled quietly and sat on the bed, the squeaking sound making them both look at Tsuru. They swore the sound would have awoken her but instead they heard light snores from her spot. Keme shushed him again and continued scrolling through his phone looking for who knows what.

They hadn't really talked about the conversation with Tsuru, so Allon brought the subject up, "How did the talk go?"

Keme looked up at him slightly lowering his phone, "It went alright for how closed up she is. However I agreed not to talk about it. Guess you'll have to ask her yourself."

"You're so much help." Allon stated sarcastically before raising the blankets over him and laying flat in the bed, staring endlessly at the ceiling, taking in a deep breath, "I'm glad she's doing better."

Keme's lips twitched up a little, "Yeah... thanks for the help with getting her to talk... you proved your worth."

"That's the best thing you'll ever say to me. But to be honest now, I was the one finding out Keir would be in the Philippines next."

"Fine, so you're more helpful than I ever expected." Keme admired.

Chuckling at his response, going back to his phone and leaving Allon to sleep. Finally falling on what he was looking for he tapped the screen, the name Keir, flashing on it being the main focus of it all. Quietly typing and scrolling through the phone doing things neither of the other two in the room knew about.

With quiet nights come silent nightmares

Tsuru's dreams revolved around the time of Keir, and she had become as close as they ever were. Those days where they would laugh and talk with each other. Back when she still loved and cared about him, when he used to be her reason for living.

"Tsuru! Where are you?" Keir let her roam free around the place, allowing her to keep her lamp in hand and go anywhere she pleased.

After all, the house he got was almost as big as a castle but as empty as it could be with only the two of them. It was a very soundless area, maybe hearing a few bugs and animals every now and then.

It became lonely to a point, there was no one to talk to except each other, in the end, she didn't really mind that much. Finding the only company she needed was his. But, he didn't really share her opinion, keeping to himself and leaving every now and again on work he never spoke of.

She entertained herself with different hobbies, flowers, pottery, cooking and even studying animals she came across. Some weeks she'd have a whole schedule planned while others she just went with whatever she felt like doing. Of course if Keir needed her assistance; she would drop everything and instantly be at his side.

Hearing his call, Tsuru was quick to answer, "I'm here!"

A breath of relief seemed to leave his lips, seeing her around the corner by the garden, "You worried me, what are you even doing out here?"

Tsuru was caught off guard with his words seeing the questioning glance he gave her, but that was mostly dismissed. Accidentally dropping the vase she had been carrying when seeing a gash across his face standing out above all else. She hurried to his side placing her hands on either of his cheeks. Seeing another wound near his collarbone, hand-like printings across his neck leaving a red mark.

"What happened?!" She questioned in a demanding tone, having not realized that he asked her a question.

Just hurrying and inspecting the rest of him, finding multiple wounds scattered across him, some deeper while others were small scratches. All looking like they had been taken a short while ago.

He reached to press her hand on his cheek softly looking up at her changing his expression to a softer one, "It's all alright, I'll be fine, just a few bruises."

She pulled his face closer to hers, "Bruises? You have wounds all over you, tell me what happened!"

"Hm, few bandits on the way, nothing to be too concerned over-." He coughed and covered his mouth, "As I was saying, it's all fine." She caught a glimpse of specs of blood across his clothes, hinting more wounds under the garments he wore.

Clinging onto him and seeing up close how bloodstained his clothes were. Wondering how deep some of those injuries really went.

Tsuru made sure she didn't further injure him as she held him. Her eyes scanning across him, "I'll fix this, I'll fix it all. Just make the wish, please... I can help you."

Tsuru begged him to make the one wish she is to never make, never extend the lifespan of any person...but she was so blind, so in love, that she didn't see the reality right before her eyes. Didn't see his true intentions..his true motives of ever being with her in the first place. So, so blind about the reality she couldn't see it even if it bit her in the face.

He smiled and looked up at her, gave her hand a gentle squeeze and walked away, he didn't speak to her, didn't answer, and didn't make this wish. She was just about to follow after him when she saw him hold up a hand, telling her to stay. He came and went just as he appeared, no reasons or motives being spoken.

Far from her sight in the darkest room, he could find in their home he tucked away a bloodied knife. Fresh blood dripped from it. A smirk creeping up his lips as yet another wound slowly appeared as he traced a different knife across his skin. He looked at the blood trickling down, drop by drop setting the knife down.