The weekend came quickly, and we all agreed to meet up at the park. Nath had apparently found some good information for us. We were all eager, as searching had become a great bore. I couldn't wait, finally we'd have something that'd get us somewhere in this endless search. Saturday morning came really quick, and I was ready for the longest day yet. I slipped into some jeans and a hoody, I really couldn't be bothered with looks. I put on some old trainers I found stuffed under my bed and was gently brushing my hair when my phone starting vibrating. I dropped the brush and grabbed my phone. It was Carla.
"You ready Martz?" She said, sounding kinda sad.
"Yeah.. are you ok? You don't sound too good."
"Oh.. Yeah I'm fine. Meet you at the park."
The phone went dead.
"Bye then." I said moodily to the phone. Something was wrong with Miranda, and I wanted to know what it was. I put my phone in my pocket and went downstairs. My mum was down their reading the newspaper, while eating her crumpets. I laughed, she was so not like a girl. I grabbed a glass and filled it up with water. I didn't feel hungry today. My mum looked over her paper as I was about to leave with the glass, "Where are you going Martha?" I sighed, and drunk all the water. I pushed the glass onto the counter top and turned to face my mum. She really was manly like, but not in looks, "I'm going to the park with Nath and Carla." She raised her eyebrow, but let me go. She had notice my recovery, even if I did have moments. I had a scar at the back of my head, but that didn't bother me.
I walked to the park silently, letting my mild run free. I thought of how Carla talked to me, of how she seemed so.. so spaced out. Something was wrong, and I wanted to know what.
I got to the park, only Carla was there. I walked over to her, ready to question her. But as usual, she got there before me. "I know what your thinking, why was I like that on the phone." I nodded, unsure of why she sounded so cold. I saw her mum's car in the back ground, it seemed to be full of stuff... "I'm.. I'm moving Martz. I was going to tell you sooner, but then the whole Tower thing happened. I just want to say, you have been the best friend I've ever had." With that, she hugged me and ran to the car, got in and drove out of my life.
I felt like my heart had been split in two, like she took half of it. I can't beleive she left my life like that. She just walked out. One minute I was having a giant giggle fit with her, the next.. she just climbs in a car and leaves. It wasn't even a proper goodbye. A tear drops from my eyes, and I begin sobbing. She just left me, now. Why couldn't she have left later on? When I knew! I collapsed into an uncontrollable fit of tears. My head throbbed and I was feeling sick. She was the only thing that made me happy. Now I was alone.
I don't know how long I was crying for, but I suddenly heard the crunch of gravel. An angelic voice spoke above the throbbing of my head, "Martz? What's wrong?" I looked up, and for the first time in years I realised how beautiful he really was. His deep brown hair was a mess of wonder upon his beautiful tanned skin that framed those bright, sea-green eyes. His lips a perfect shape, with a strong jaw. His muscular body that wasn't too ripped. He was the perfect guy. "Nath, Miranda left us. She just got up.. and she left!" I yelled the last part, tears dripping down my face. He looked stunned, for a moment. Then he picked me up. He was strong, I gripped on to him. He was the only thing real at the moment. He sat me on his lap as he sat on a swing. He swung me gently, and put his arm around my waist to stable me. He wrapped his other arm around me tightly, resting his hand in my hair, careful of the gash on my head. I looked up, he looked devastated. We were both really good friends with Carla. He caught me staring, and looked down. We locked each other's gaze, and sparks flew. I felt alive, the throbbing stopped, my fears and worries ran away. Without thinking, or realising for that matter, we got closer to each other and we kissed. I felt a million sparks explode on my lips. My arms wrapped around him like a deadly snake. I put my hands in his hair, I couldn't help myself. His tongue poked my lips, demanding entrance. I opened, and we explored every inch of each other's mouth. I've never felt so good in my whole entire life. I wanted more, and so did he. We embraced for what seemed like ages, it was like we were a puzzle and we were the last two peices. For several moments, it was me and him. Just us, just his hot, perfect body. He was such a good kisser. I should have fell in love with him sooner, it was that good. His warmth was mine, and for what seemed like ages I felt complete. I felt all me, only me. There was no spirit, there was no anger and loss. There was the full, complete Martha. Well, there was. Until there was a flash and then she spoke.
"So, Martha and Nathan, huh? I'm sure the school newspaper would love to hear about you two giving each other tongue bath's." We looked up to see who the nasty intruder was.
It was Miranda.
Bet you didn't expect that now? >;D
Thanks to all who have read the Cursed series, and I really do love writing this story! Hope you can't wait!
