Cursed Love (Geminifourth)

CHAPTER 22: Unbelievable

Running through the thick red fog, my legs felt heavy, as if the ground was pulling me down with every step. Suddenly, I tripped and fell hard onto the cold, uneven surface. "Shia!" I hissed in pain, wiping my tears with trembling hands.

My breath came in short, frantic gasps as sweat dripped down my face. "How... how can I go back to the real world?" I whispered to myself, my voice barely audible over the eerie silence.

Before I could gather myself, a soft yet firm voice cut through the stillness. "Are you Fourth?"

I froze. My heart raced as I turned around, only to see a girl standing a few feet away. Her features were delicate, almost ethereal, but faint scars ran across her face, adding an unsettling edge to her beauty. Instinctively, I crawled backward.

"Who are you?" I demanded, my voice trembling.

"Don't worry," she said, kneeling down slightly as if to appear less threatening. "I'm not going to hurt you."

Despite her reassurance, I scrambled to my feet, ready to run.

"Fourth, don't ignore me, please!" she pleaded, her voice breaking. "I can help you about Gemini"

That made me stop dead in my tracks. Her words hit me like a lightning bolt. "Wha... what?" I stammered, turning back to face her.

She stepped closer, her eyes filled with an emotion I couldn't quite place. "You're Fourth, right?" she asked, her voice trembling, as if holding onto some fragile hope.

"Yes," I whispered, unsure of where this was going.

She reached out, trying to take my hand in hers, but her hand passed right through me as though I were made of air.

Her eyes widened in shock. "Why can't I touch you?" she whispered, trying again, but with the same result.

"What... what's going on?" I muttered, taking a shaky step back. "Aren't you a spir-"

"I'm human, Fourth!" she interrupted, her voice rising. "I'm stuck here!" Tears welled up in her eyes, but she bit her lip, trying to hold them back.

"Stuck? How?" I asked, utterly confused.

Her hands clenched into fists as she tried to explain. "Fourth, I'm Prim. Do you remember a few days ago, when I came to you in your class? I told you... I told you that only you could help him!"

Her words sent a chill down my spine. "I... I remember.." I admitted, my voice barely audible. "But wait. How did you end up here? And what do you mean, help him??"

Before I could continue, she cut me off again. "Fourth... do you love him?"

Her question hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. My chest tightened, and for a moment, I couldn't breathe. "Maybe," I whispered, the word slipping out before I could stop it.

She looked at me, her expression softening slightly. "You must leave. You can't stay here for more than an hour, or you'll be stuck just like me."

Tears finally escaped her eyes, sliding down her scarred cheeks.

"But why are you crying?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"Because I love him so much" she admitted, her voice breaking. "But it doesn't matter anymore. You know right? there are spirits-at least six of them-trapped in his body. They won't let him be happy, won't let him love anyone else. His past is... it's so dark. And I... I don't even know how I ended up here."

She nodded slowly. "I was in the bus... no, wait. It wasn't just the bus. It was a train accident... I remember now. My friends... their bodies were lying beside me." Her voice cracked as she spoke, her hands trembling.