Dancing With The Devil (#Wattys2015)

Chapter 6: Hot Pink

Sage's P.O.V

I returned home to a sobbing Thalia at 4pm, and a confused and worried Liam. Perfect.

Nevertheless, I bounced into action, attempting to calm Thalia down, her eyes were twinkling with tears as she blubbered and whimpered about Robin and "her mean self, well not really mean..Sage....MY MEAN SELF!! ME!" This was followed by more sobbing, and tears and Liam making the most disturbed face I have seen this week. And I saw Thalia's mom walk in on Robin changing her clothes.

"Come on, Thalia... Robin will cool off and come back in no time. Okay?" I attempted to console her. She didn't listen, she kept violently and aggressively breaking down in tears. Thalia was always pretty sensitive, I'm sure Robin just sounded a bit strict.

"You know, if you clean yourself up, and look real pretty tomorrow, you can "make it up" to Robin at tomorrow's university seminar." I tried coaxing her into cooperation. I never once thought I could use a school event to make Thalia do something. Somehow, it worked.

She dried her tears with a sniffle, bouncing up and smiling at me. "Really?" She questioned, like a child, I couldn't help but coo internally. On the outside, a smiled back in a motherly fashion, and told Thalia and Liam to kindly please leave my house, I need sleep.

I plopped down on the bed behind me, throwing my head back and my hand slid under my pillow, snatching up my beloved diary. However, it wasn't in the sponge of the pillow, as usual, it was in the case of the pillow. I shrugged it off, acting as though it was nothing. I drug down my lazy hand and pulled a pen from my pocket. My hands moved slowly and uncontrolled against the clean, white sheet of parchment.

Diary Entry No. 3

Tomorrow is the seminar, the final one, for the end of the year. Which means, no school. That's not only why I'm excited though. This year, the scholarship winners are going to sign up for some courses at school, professors of the courses are coming to brief us about the subjects, and let us sign for more info later on. It's like Occupation Day at school all over again.

Jane's P.O.V

Thalia snatched my hand, she shoved my into my own car, and hopped into the driver's seat. She ignored me as I attempted to question what on earth was going on, she was blinded by red, hot, rage. I was a bit scared when she growled while starting the engine, not that it wasn't a common sound by now; still, this was a new motivator - Thalia.

So I knew she was going to be extremely unapproachable. My eyes wandered to her hands, gripping the steering wheel tightly, most likely making fingerprints. My eyes trailed up her arms, flexed in anger, and met her tear filled eyes. My lips popped open in an inaudible gasp as I saw this. I knew she saw me from the corner of her eye, but she ignored that too. She kept looking forward, as if looking to another person would break the dam.

"Robin..." I whispered, scared to speak too loud.
She grunted in response.

"Robin, do you ever fight with Thalia?" I pressed my question.
She didn't answer.

"Robin, fights are healthy. Fights are normal." I continued.
She visibly relaxed.

"Doesn't feel healthy.." she mumbled, stubbornly. I giggled a bit at her childish tone, and she snapped her head to face me at the sound. I barely noticed a light red dusted on her cheeks. Before she looked ahead again, halting in front of a red light. Her fingers tapped nervously at the wheel.

In a bold move, I gently touched her shoulder, pushing her to face me again. More red, I noticed. "You, and Thalia...You love her... You should think this through, the first fight is tough. Don't worry. Your love is really...." I lectured Robin, my sentence, trailing off. "Its, strong. Yo-your love is really strong." I finished. She pushed her head in front again, driving in cue to the green light.