Chapter 16
"Alana." I breathed out a breath I hadn't noticed I was holding. "I-I came to help you."
"River. I didn't notice you would be here so soon. I thought I would have more time."
"More time? More time for what?" I gazed up at her from my wheelchair. Her eyes darted from left to right, looking anywhere but at me.
She brought her fingers to her temples and let out a long sigh. "River, you shouldn't have come, I'm sorry, but you just shouldn't have."
Just then did I notice the tears dropping to the ground as they fell from her eyes. The dark spots on the ground grew larger and larger. I noticed that her eyes were already bloodshot. HAd she been crying before I arrived?
I rose from my wheelchair, clutching to the doorframe for support. I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and tried to pull her into the house, but as soon as we were touching, she shook me off.
I dropped my arm, pushing away the hurt feeling inside my chest. I lowered myself back to my wheelchair and maneuvered my way around her and into the house.
I scanned my surroundings. The place was very clean. The furniture was perfectly white, the curtains straight. I heard floorboards creek and I turned around at the unexpected sound.
I looked up, staring into her beautiful hazel eyes. There was so much hurt and confusion in them. I motioned for her to come closer and she did.
She moved slowly, until she was standing right in front of me, then gracefully dropped to the ground and sat cross legged.
I stared at her yet again and she stared back. It was like this for awhile. An unawkward silence.
We stared at eachother, no emotion, no sound. Just a million unspoken words running through our eyes.
Finally, after what felt like eternity, Alana broke the unawkward silence. "River…I'm sorry."
"What are you talking about? What is going on? Why did you call me here, just to tell me I shouldn't have come? What did you need more time for?" I shot all my questions at her at once, I didn't know which ones she caught, or if she would answer any of them, but I needed to find out.
No words escaped her lips. Only heavy breaths. As she sat there, seemingly, in deep thought. It began to rain outside. First just a light shower, then heavy rain started pouring down. I twisted my body around, to face the window. I watched as the rain rolled down the window, onto the cill.
For several minutes I stared out the window at the rain falling from the sky. Then Alana spoke.
"River, I asked you to come for me because I thought I would just be coming down here for a meeting and then leave. But after I got down here I realised that this wasn't just about me. It was bigger than that. I was a part of something bigger. I'm sorry to cause you all this trouble but River you have to leve now before you get caught up in this too."
I stared at Alana in awe. What was she talking about? Something bigger? A meeting? A meeting about what? Or rather, with who?
"Who was this meeting with?"
"Just some old aquaintances."
"And by old aquaintances, you're refer to who? Old school mate? Alana, you have no record of ever having a job except for your school shop, so who are these people?"
She sighed and rub her temples. "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me and it would only drag you into this mess too. It won't do any good for either one of us."
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Mystery Girl
Подростковая литератураRiver Blemmings is your average, working class 21 year old. After a strange dream he is entrusted with a new patient by the name of Alana Wells. When he gets sucked into her dark and mysterious world he, not only, finds out who he is, but who she is.