Deviant Fate

21 - Taken

-Gwen-

I stood with frantic widened eyes. My gaze quickly scoped out every window. I didn't see him, but I knew he was close. Grabbing Rin I pulled her to the hallway out of sight from any windows.

"Rin, he's here." I panicked.

"Your divine love?" She questioned ambivalently.

"Yes, and something bad is going to happen if we don't leave." I whispered. "Let's go out the back and try to go through the woods."

"Wait—!" Rin stopped me from pulling her. I turned around in confusion. "Gweni, I think this is your opportunity to fulfill your destiny. If you go with him you'll be exactly where you need to be." She said, trying to convince me to go with that lunatic.

"You don't understand. Arowin is deranged. He has fucking screws loose. I wouldn't be able to achieve anything with him constantly breathing down my neck! Besides, I'm not ready! We only got to practice on plants." I ranted.

"Gweneria. You already have control. You only need to believe in yourself. Self doubt is what discourages you from relishing in your full capacity. I can feel your strength and control. You have it. Just trust yourself, don't fear yourself." She smiled endearingly.

I felt emboldened by her words and I wished I would have met her sooner. I wish I would have had her after my aunt and uncle died. For once in 8 years it felt like home being with her.

Before I had time to respond her eyes began to droop. Her hands felt heavy in mine. "Rin? What are you doing?" I asked concerned. Eventually her body slumped forward as I guided her to the floor. I felt a slight change in myself as well. I felt... tired. Shaking my head to wake myself up I frantically looked down at her. "Rin. Rin! Get up. Please!" I pleaded as my anxiety grew.

"She's fine, Gwen." His words hit me like cold water.

Turning around I sent him an icy glare. I didn't even know what to say. All I felt was anger. I didn't understand his obsession with me. I get it, divine lovers... blah blah blah. He doesn't even know what that means. He did everything wrong, while thinking it was right.

"What did you do to her?" I demanded sternly.

"She'll wake up after we're gone. The quicker you get over your tantrum and come with me, the quicker she'll be able to wake up." He deadpanned.

"You're real fucking funny. You think I'd ever leave with you? In case you forgot, I don't care about you. I don't want anything to do with you. I have bigger things to worry about anyways." I sighed out in frustration, rubbing my temples.

"The only thing you need to worry about is pleasing me. I'll take care of anything else that worries you."

"You're delusional. Are you even hearing yourself? Please you? Why would I want to please you when all you've done is mess up my life?" I scoffed.

"We both know there's more that I've given you. We both know how you truly feel about me. Hence why you felt you needed to shut me out. You're scared of your own feelings. You know deep down that you belong with me."

My cheeks flushed red. A feeling panged in my chest as I remembered the way he made me feel in those moments. I could feel my internal wall cracking, but I quickly pushed the feelings away and forced myself to focus only on how much he angered me.

"I decide what I want and feel. I belong to no one. Whatever happened between us before is a distant memory. You aren't good for me. We don't fit. You need to leave and stay out of my way when the time comes." I spoke calmly and monotonously.