Fated {ON HOLD}

[4] She Was Living In Lalala Land... Well, Used To.

Chapter Four – She Was Living In Lalala Land... Well, Used To.

jace-

                I snort at the Fate Queen. “What makes you think I agree with that?” I ask her as I cross my arms over my chest, to look intimidating. The Queen gives me a shocked look then a strange one, a look I can’t quite place.

                She mutters under her breath. I catch the words, ‘imbecile’ and ‘trying hard’. I give her a questioning look. She shakes her head then gives me a small smile which I know is forced.

                “Be good, Jace.” she says simply and she vanishes into thin air. I gawk. I expected her to at least slap me for declining her. Does she accept that I don’t want to be a ‘Fated’? But the worse of all is my ‘partner’ is Andromeda!

                I shudder. Every time I think of her and our past relationship, I can’t help but smack myself. What have I seen in her? She’s nothing but a worthless girl. She’s not and wasn’t worth my time.

                My phone rings, breaking my internal monologue. I look at the Caller ID and see, ‘Andromeda’. I roll my eyes. The Fate Queen has probably told her everything and she, being the optimistic girl she is, probably thinks I’d come back running to her. What a moron.

                I roll my eyes again and answer her call. “Hello?” she says uncertainly. I snort. “What do you want?” I ask coldly. I flinch a little but shake my head. I will end this right now. This craziness.

                “Err... Just wanted to say hi. But it seems you don’t want to talk so I’ll hang up.” she says, not hiding the hurt in her voice and ends the call after speaking. I sigh. It’s a good thing she got the hint right away. Smart move. She would have gotten more hurt if she talked more to me.

tanya (mrs. fosth)-

                “Andro-!” I stopped short when I saw my baby girl crying, running up the stairs. A few seconds later, a door slams. I sigh. It was Jace probably. I sometimes don’t understand those two. Lately, they have been arguing then my motherly instincts told me they broke up only to be confirmed by Andromeda’s weird actions. This morning, Andromeda was so happy it seemed like she was living in lalala land which gave the impression that they were okay.

                I saw her settle down on the living room, humming to herself. Then I faintly heard her say, “Hello?” then silence and I heard her say words swiftly. She probably called Jace and they argued, maybe. It’s the only sensible and logical reason to why she’s crying.

                Unless Roe gave her a punch, that even Moseley would be put to shame, again like when she was six and Roe was four. I sigh. Now they’re all grown-up. Andromeda a senior and my not-little-anymore Roe a year behind. I still smile happily every time I think of the time when Roe was accelerated in school. “Hello? Earth to Mom!” I saw a hand waving in front of my face. I shake my head. I’ve been drifting away lately again. Oh, the effects of being a-

                “MOM!” Roe calls out more loudly this time. “Oh... I... Roe! Sorry.” I say dazed at first then sheepishly.

                “Mom, our lasagna has become a pool of soggy pasta and cheese.” Roe gives me a stern look. I return it with an apologetic one. “Sorry... Drifted to oblivion. You know me.” I say and chuckle.

                I look inside the oven and see that soggy would be an understatement. It was a catastrophe! I sigh. “I guess we’ll have to eat Chinese for dinner again.” I say to Roe while I wear my oven gloves and put out the ‘lasagna’.