The Curse ✔️

Chapter 46: Claustrophobia

My limbs went on autopilot.

I headed for the door, my hand already on the handle.

"Wait!" Thar grabbed my arm and pulled me right back. "Jade, you don't know what's out there!"

"Let. Me. Go." I tried to shake him off, but he was too strong.

"Stop. Just stop." Thar pulled me closer and grabbed my other hand, which made me feel caught, captured. "You don't have a protection spell with you. You don't have any potions. Stop."

Rationally, I knew he was right. He's always been right. About everything.

But-

"Thar-" I cried, tears flooding my eyes, and desperation creeping into my voice. "I have to- I have to go."

"Yes." He held me still. "But you need protection first. And a plan."

I swallowed the pain in my throat. Alright. Alright.

Thar's grip on my arms loosened when I stopped trying to move. He let me go.

"Okay?" He asked, eyes still too dark for my liking.

"Okay."

He stepped away from me in an instant, and for the next two minutes, he opened every damn drawer in his room, including the ones under his bed. The room turned from a clean, empty place to a dumpster, with dry plants, vials, jars and books scattered everywhere. I couldn't stay in one place, so I paced back and forth. Thar threw his phone my way.

"Call everyone." He went back to creating a protection spell from some dry leaves. "Everyone."

I went through his contacts, desperately searching for my friends' names, but he didn't have their numbers. Of course. Why would he? Tears stung in my eyes again, and I already stepped towards the door, when Thar took the phone.

"I'll do it." He said. "Put the leaves in your pockets."

"We don't-" My voice shook. "There's no time."

"Jade." Thar put the phone on his ear. "Leaves."

I nodded and walked to the table while he called someone.

"Darth? Where are you?"

I stuffed my pockets with dry leaves, feeling stupid. Why would this protect me from anything?

"There's going to be an attack." Thar spoke into the phone. "Right now."

My throat bobbed.

"We need to remove the curse. Now. Right now."

Why the fuck was I still here?

"Thar..." I murmured, my legs itching to start moving.

His forehead wrinkled, "Darth? Darth, what's going on?"

My eyes widened.

No.

No.

When Thar looked at me, his eyes were full of panic.

I was out of the room before he managed to react. No one, not even Goddess herself, could stop me as I burst through the door and stumbled through the hallways. I didn't even care. Not one single rational thought occupied my brain.

If I could reach them a second sooner, I would.

I ran down the stairs, hearing Thar shouting my name somewhere behind me. The school suddenly came alive with lights and shouting and commotion, but the outside world barely grazed me. I had only one thing on my mind.