Teen Romance Fantasy

Act 42 (Ty)

Eventually the day came, when Alexy and I were going to study together. Admittedly, we talked a whole lot more than we studied. After all, the first round of the junior tournament was coming to an end. Alexy could not help but think about it the entire time. Sure, the chances of us actually winning the tournament had been rather slim and yet I could not help but feel as if we did stand a chance. Lately I had gotten rather good at Seeker. Of course that was mostly due to the fact that Siren had been playing with me.

Alexy was not doing too bad either. She almost had enough points to pass the first round as well. As for the others, they still needed some time, especially Louis. Clearly he had other things on his mind than playing Seeker.

"If only I could play on my main account. I would have easily passed the first round already." Alexy sighed. She stretched out her slim arms and lay her head on the table, as she continued to move her feet to the rhythm of the song playing on the radio.

"You have a second account?" I asked rather surprised, while I tried to concentrate on my calculations. This had been easier than I thought. Admittedly, Sarah was a great teacher. I was slowly beginning to understand math. Creepy, right?

"Of course I have a second account. I couldn't possibly join the junior tournament on my main account."

"Why not?" I asked. Her deep brown eyes were burning holes into my perfect face. Alexy was confused. She began to play around with a pencil, just like a child. I began to wonder if I had said anything wrong.

"Isn't it obvious? The tournament is hosted by SOS-5."

"So? It doesn't forbid you from using your main account."

"Something is wrong with you."

I did not know what to answer. Instead I simply shrugged. As my eyes shifted towards Alexy's calculations, I noticed a mistake that she had made. I leaned forward and swiftly added the minus sigh at the right spot. Alexy was too flabbergasted to speak. The expression on her face shifted from confused to anxious. She began pointing at the calculation but I had no clue what she was getting at.

"Why?" She asked in disbelief.

"Because you made a mistake."

"But why did you notice it?"

"I don't know. It's kind of obvious."

"That's it! I'm going to the bathroom." She slammed her hands on table, before getting up and leaving me behind. As I leaned back, my gaze followed after her. She was mad and yet she moved her hips from left to right as if she was trying to hint at something.

For some reason Alexy took quite a while in the bathroom. Eventually I grew bored and decided to check the news. Most of them were about Siren. One in particular even caught my attention.

Siren cut herself with a Vodka bottle in her recent stream - Oz to the rescue (?)

It's been twelve hours since Siren's teammate and supposed friend Oz abruptly ended her most recent stream. In the stream, which lasted for five hours, Siren had been playing Seeker alone. Presumably unknown to the other members of SOS-5, Siren was caught heavily drinking Vodka on the stream. Despite this not being uncommon for her fans, the community only really began worrying, after Siren lost hold of the bottle and ended up breaking it. The pieces shattered on her desk and ended up cutting her around her wrist, which led to her eventually breaking down in tears. The stream was presumably abruptly ended by Oz, who suddenly entered her room and realised what had happened. Many of her fans commented that they heard Siren cry for help, as Oz tried to end the stream. However, this was not due to Oz appearance.

I had seen the stream. Of course I did. It was heartbreaking. Never before had I been as glad as I was in the moment, when Oz appeared. Sure, we only saw his upper body but even though his mask was not visible, it was obvious that it could not have been Sam. Sam would not have cared. Oz on the other hand always stood up for Siren. As for Otis, the body shown on camera was too fragile to be his and too masculine to be Samira's.

Admittedly, I tried to call Siren multiple times but she never took my call. I had no idea how she was doing. I hoped Oz was taking care of her before she could do anything worse. I knew Siren well enough to understand what else she was capable of.

"What are you reading?" Alexy asked, as she reentered my room. The sleeves of her white blouse were rolled up and wet. I instantly noticed the cuts around her left wrist. They looked fresh, as if she only got them around a day ago. Of course I addressed them. Alexy's face turned bright red as she glanced at her own wrist.

"It happened while I had been drinking yesterday." She admitted.

"You too? It's one thing when it happens to the idiot but I didn't expect you to get hurt the same way."

Alexy arched a brow, as she slowly backed away until eventually her back lay flat on my door. I could clearly see how she clenched her jaw, probably not believing what I had just said. I on the other hand had been clueless or perhaps I just knew too much.

"Idiot? Who are you talking about?"

"Siren obviously. Didn't you see the stream? Being clumsy is one thing but she's just a fucking moron! If I could, I'd beat some sense into her mind."

I had no idea why but suddenly Alexy buried her head in her hand and began breathing heavily, as if she was having a panic attack. Her body was covered in sweat, as she tried her best to stand tall. When I tried to get closer to her, she flinched. I did not know what to do and it was fucking with my mind. I had never seen Alexy like this. Not even when we were running away from her stalker. Alexy just fell apart.

"I thought you loved Siren." She muttered underneath her breath.

"Love? That ugly bitch? Not even in a million years. Nevermind that. What's wrong baby?"

Once again I tried to touch her but she just snapped. Her dark eyes turned into something I had never seen before. Anger. Not the kind of anger she showed me at the spring fair. Murderous anger. If I had never gotten to find out about Sarah, I would have died in that moment but I knew what a killer looked like and I had already seen the light once. Sure, Alexy hated me but unlike Siren, Alexy was crying. Her heart was breaking into a million pieces that shattered on the cold floor. That was why she suddenly picked up all her things and left because she was scared of getting hurt by the pieces of her own heart. She slammed the door to my room shut, without ever looking back. All she left behind was a feeling of uneasiness deep inside my soul.