In The Book Of Life, The Answers Aren't In The back.
She hated feeling like that. One moment safe and in place and the second, powerful, like a python, majestic and powerful, a creature that could kill in one touch. But there's always a moment where she feels down and lost.
This right now is this moment. She hates it. Hates and loves it, it's weird... But still hate is the best word. Hate. Hate. Hate. She's lost and no one can find her, she's invisible and lost. No one can see her suffering. She's just lying alone. She hates but loves it. Her thoughts are her thoughts and no one can help them. She's hurt people and fixed them. But she can no longer fix herself.
Haruko sighed deeply. Then silence returned. Even in his arms, worries about the future plagued her fragile mind. She couldn't hide from what was destined to happen.
When she slowly dragged her eyelids up, she recognised the bright, airy room from before.
A cool breeze brushed her creamy skin and the temperature in the room plummeted suddenly. Haruko had gone.
Sitting up hesitantly she could hear voices outside the door. They were female voices, dainty and bubbly. Probably the wedding planners. She approached the door and grasped the handle in her delicate hand. The women rushed in. A whole wave of them. They started asking questions , questions that Chihiro had no answer to. She didn't want this wedding, with a horrible man named Goyo. She wanted a loving, caring and gentle man. Not a demon in a boy's body. Even the name, Goyo, itself is cold and heartless. She just couldn't do it.
Maybe just not yet, or maybe not at all...
"Enough," a taller lady ordered. She was just as bubbly as the other ladies but she was in charge. That was clear from her controlled demeanour. She clapped her hands in excitement and approached Chihiro .
" You are going to help me plan the best day of your life," the woman said. Then it was like a whirlwind hit. Pastel sketches and colourful flowers flew around the room as if they had lives of their own. Measurements made and cakes tasted.
"Finish! I've gotten enough! I don't want this wedding! It won't even happen! Forget it! And tell Goyo I'm leaving!" Chihiro stormed out the steamy room.
"Don't.", the lady cried as Chihiro put her hand against the door. An unseen force ran through her body as though an invisible electric shield ran around the room. She couldn't leave. "Leave us," the woman in charge ordered. Then Chihiro found herself laying on the bed as the woman sat beside her. "I know this is difficult," she whispered, " but you need to understand how much we need you. I know that it's a huge thing to ask for you and you have no reason to help us. But without you we'll never make it." " Never make it? What do you mean?" Chihiro questioned, her eyes widened with curiosity.
"Well let me start from the beginning. Ten years ago, we lived in peace. Men and beast, living together on our island. Obviously an alliance like that couldn't last. Occasionally one of the beasts would lose control and act on their instincts. They were evolved to attack the regular people of Cibydi. And they succeeded" She gulped and progressed to tell the story to Chihiro. "As soon as the last king passed, the feelings of mistrust and fear took over Goyo. He ended the peace treaty and attacked. He managed to drive them to the other island but there are always attacks and murders. But you can stop it all."
"But I'm just a little girl" she drifted off... " that is falling in love, but not with the person she's supposed to" she whispered to herself. Then the lady froze. Her eyes widened at the faint whisper that had slopped from Chihiro's mouth. "What do you mean," she asked, desperately pleading with her gaze, for Chihiro to change her answer.
Chihiro suddenly felt braver. "I'm in love with somebody else."
"That can't be right. The prophecy said that you would save us with your love. You have only been here for a few days according to Goyo. Who else could you have met?"
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