Fated {ON HOLD}

[2] Whispers, Hopes and Trouble Dust

Chapter Two – Whispers, Hopes and Trouble Dust

jace-

                “JACE!” a voice calls out. I didn’t feel like answering but I did anyways. “Yes?” I ask politely. Pretty funny for my situation. Where am I, you ask? I’m in a deep, dark forest. Like those scary forests you see in movies. Dark, thick branches obscuring the sun’s rays, leaving no light. Luckily, I have a lantern with me. How I got here? I don’t know.

                “Get back to her. Or else you will regret it.” the same raspy, whispery voice answers. I shiver a little. It’s so cold in here and the ‘presence’ of the voice makes it more eerie. “Who is ‘her’?” I ask. I do not know why I talk to this voice. I just feel the need to do it. It’s as if the voice is urging, no, forcing, me to answer. I try to find the source of the voice but have no luck.

                “Andromedaaaaa.” the voice stretches her name and a gust of wind comes with the sound. I shiver again. Great. When I get stuck in a cold and dark forest, I forget to bring my jacket. “JACE!” the voice suddenly shouts and I jolt awake.

                Just. A. Dream. Or a nightmare of some sort, I think. I look around my room and see nothing but darkness and the outlines of the furniture. But I know, to whomever that voice belongs to, I should follower his/her orders. I will.

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                I take a shaky breath. Come on, Jace. Do it. I nod to myself and finally approach her. “Nicols?” I say (or more like ask) and tap her on the shoulder since she was facing her locker. I silently hope that with the use of my nickname (or rather mockname, cue the grin) with her, she’ll soften a little bit with me.

                She turned around and raised an eyebrow.  I gulp involuntarily. “Err... H-hi.” I stutter. Damn, this is so hard!

                “Cut the slack, Jace. What do you want?” she says, tapping her foot impatiently. Is she mad at me? Of course she is! You broke up with her best friend. I shake my head.

                “Have you seen Andromeda?” I ask her. For a moment she seems surprised but she shakes her head quickly and tersely says, “No. She’s actually sick. Didn’t go to school.” “Oh.” is what came out of my mouth.

                Perfect. I thought sarcastically. She gets sick when I wanted to talk to her. I groan. Now I’ll have to wait for tomorrow until I get to talk to her. Or not.

                “Is it just a fever?” I ask Nicole. She nods her head. “I guess I’ll see you around.” I say to her and she gives me a weird look. I just shrug at her, go to my locker and text Andromeda. The text says, “Hey. Can I visit you later after school? If yes, send me a smiley. If no, send me the Eiffel tower. :P”

                I smile but it seems and feels forced. I hope things work out because I’ve been a real idiot and I don’t want to face the consequences of disobeying that voice.

andromeda-

                I groan in frustration. Why do I have to be sick? It’s a good thing I’m really sick and Mom texted Nicole last night or she would be bursting through my door now to pick me up and shout, “HEY GET YO FAT ASS OUTTA HERE AND TALK TO JACE! DO NOT PRETEND YO SICK, LADY!” I laugh a little at the thought of that but quickly stop when I realize that I won’t be able to talk with Jace.