Rue

8. Party

Have you missed Rue's POV? Here it is :)

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Rue goes back to her room, after the long tiring day. She wants to tell everything about what happened to Kate but she gives up seeing that the room is empty as usual. Kate is probably out somewhere. Rue wonders if Kate is mad at her for leaving her alone during lunch.

She turns the air conditioner on and lays down on her bed, staring at the ceiling and replaying back all that happened.

First James, then Laurent, then Chaol. What is it with the day today?

'What does Chaol want from me?'

The question is left unanswered, hanging for a long while until her eyelids droop and a calm darkness embraces her.

It is twelve at midnight when she wakes up, checking her phone for the time.

Suddenly, Chaol barges into her room. There is a wicked looking knife tightly gripped in his right hand. Rue knows she has nowhere to run so she pretends to be asleep hoping that he would go away and leave her alone.

The knife glints as it reflects her table lamp, giving her a view of the orange light and his green eye's reflection on the knife as he slowly advances upon her, like a predator hunting for prey.

She can't see his face. She cannot understand why he would be there to kill her either.

Her heart thumps hard, and she feels fear but at the same time she trusts him not to kill her. She clenches her right fist, the one hidden from his view, under the blankets, surprised to find that she is holding James's hand and he is asleep beside her.

And then it suddenly become Chaol sleeping beside her, not James. The one that held the knife has become Laurent. She holds Chaol's hand and entwined them together.

She closed her eyes tight when she feels the knife on her neck, cold, hard and sharp, as someone far away shouted something she couldn't hear as her consciousness slipped away.

"Wake up, Rue." A voice wakes her up from her sleep.

"Oww, don't sit on my legs!" She says as she feels a pressure on them, making it harder to get up.

The pressure lifted and she opens her eyes to see Chaol looking at her, leaning on her desk. He has a serene smile on his face, a look that she rarely saw on him, even if she had only saw him for four times and that probably doesn't count.

"Had a nice sleep?" He asks like he had only been there for a few minutes, but Rue has a feeling that he might have watched her for at least half an hour.

"May I ask why are you here in my room?" Rue responds without answering his question, reliving the dream just now, slightly sweating. She cannot make any sense out of it.

Chaol looks taken aback. "Why, yes. But first, say, I had a nice sleep! Then, ask the question."

"I got woken up. What do you think?" She replies grumpily.

"Oh really now? It seems that you aren't going to the party then." He turns around and walks towards the door.

As her mind clears from her drowsiness, Rue finds that she has a lot of questions to ask Chaol.

"Wait! What party?" She gets out of her bed and stands up, asking the first question that came to mind and makes sense the most to ask at that moment.

"Read your phone, idiot." He opens the door and steps out. "Get ready and call me when you're done." He closes the door.

She checks her phone.

UNKNOWN: Party Time. Pick you up at 7pm.

7 MISSED CALLS FROM UNKNOWN. +9198654699

'Seriously now he wants me to get ready to go somewhere I don't know? I'm not getting ready."

Her phone buzzes and three messages comes in at the same time.

UNKNOWN: Don't think of not getting ready. Kate will be there.

KATE: Have you seen that dress I bought for you? You're freaking late!! Everyone is here now! You have to come or I'll kill you later. :*

UNKNOWN: Be fast. Dress is on the table.

'Ugh. What a mind reader. Now I'll have to go. Whatever.'

Rue walks towards the table and finds a parcel with a silver wrapping. Inside it is a gold coloured dress that she doesn't even want to check. It is already 7.30pm so she hurries to shower and once she is out, she wears the dress after a little hesitation.

Rue looks in the mirror at her reflection and decides that the dress is too short for her.

The dress is sleeveless, hugging all her curves and ending at her thighs, too far from her knees. But she doesn't have any other decent clothes, as what Kate would say, so she has to agree with the arrangement, to please her, for once.

Her phone rings and she picks it up.

"Coming?" Chaol says.

"Yeah."

The door opens on that moment, revealing Chaol, drinking in the sight of Rue.

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