A Twist Of Magic

Chapter Nineteen

Jack was dead...no matter how many times I told myself that I just couldn't seem to accept it. He couldn't be gone from my life forever....it just didn't seem real. I should have tried to save him, fought harder to get away from Alma so that I could try and save him, but it was too late now. Maybe I wouldn't have been able to save him anyway...but now I would never know and I had to live with that.

My footsteps were heavy as I reluctantly placed one foot in front of the other. Warm tears rolled down my cheeks as I reached the flat and gazed up at it. Even through my sadness, I couldn't help but feel angry with the horseman. All of this theatricality just for the sake of being famous and now their quest for fame had cost Jack his life. I slowly walked into the flat and gazed around sadly at the empty rooms. I'd spent a few months with four of them and we had grown quite close, it didn't seem possible that I probably wouldn't see them again.

I glanced at the empty cupboards, the doors still open as they'd left in a hurry. It didn't make sense that they would just disappear without telling me where they were going. Was I supposed to wait here for them to return or would they not be coming back? So many unanswered questions were swirling around in my brain.

I couldn't wait around on the off chance that they might return for me, I had my own life to lead. Tears streamed down my face as I quickly began packing my belongings into my suitcase. Even though I hadn't known Jack for very long, it felt like a huge hole had been punched through my heart. We had formed a close bond, he was the first person that I'd felt able to speak to about what had happened to me, but now he was gone forever. I would never see his cheeky smile again or gaze into his gentle brown eyes that seemed to sparkle when he laughed.

As I continued packing alone in the flat, my thoughts wandered to Daniel, where he was right now and whether or not he was missing me. I quickly took out my phone and called his number, cursing to myself as it wouldn't connect. He must have disconnected the number, now I had no way of getting in touch with him either.

"Danny, I need you." I whispered into the phone, even though I knew that he wouldn't be able to hear me, I still needed to feel like I was telling him.

Once I had finished packing my belongings I took one last look around the empty flat and sighed sadly. If only I had some way of finding out if the other three were safe. Even though my time with them had been stressful and dangerous, I'd never felt more alive...but now it felt like the end of an era.

I carefully hitched up my bags and reluctantly made my way outside. There was only one thing for it...Jack was dead and the other three horseman had left me...so I had nothing to stay for. I was going home.
I quickly signalled a taxi and climbed into the back.

"Where too?" the driver asked me in a strong english accent.

"The airport please." I mumbled, tears silently rolling down my cheeks as we sped away.