Chapter 5

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Octavia

I stared in sadness as Nya left in a hurry, she must hate me. We were best friends, once. Before we arrived here the stress just got to me, and I was sure that Cloud guy had something to do with it. Nya had mentioned him when they were dating, she had been accusing. Now? She was guilty. It wasn't as if I blamed her. Everyone uses someone to take their anger out on, I just happened to get in the way.
I was the quiet type, it gave people reason that I wouldn't fight back. But Nya learnt the hard way that I was nothing like that. The day she had confronted me about it was the time I let go of all the fury I had been building up over the weeks. It wasn't her fault. Wrong place, wrong time. Yet, Nya should've known she had it coming after testing me.
"Hi Andre," I said, surprising even myself. I wasn't the one to start conversation, nor even the person to continue them. When he didn't respond, I felt awkward and glanced at him. That must be what it feels like whenever I don't say anything when someone talks to me . . .
"Sorry Octavia, I'm a bit busy right now." I furrowed my eyebrows, before raising them in disbelief when I discover him sitting in a chair staring up at the roof. I walked closer to him, watching his reaction. That sure didn't look like 'busy'. But, looks often deceived people.
"Doing what?" I was genuinely interested. Boldness wasn't my forte, so saying those words was quite shocking. I'm never irrational or impulsive unlike Nya. I'd rather stick to my thoughts and speak whenever necessary.
Andre sighed, moving his head so he was facing me. My lips parted, what was wrong with him? Why was he so tired? His eyes provided stories I couldn't read and that frustrated me. "Look, I know you might not understand that people need their own time--"
Irritated, I rested a hand on my hip but chose to listen to the rest of his statement. "--and I'm really tired, so can you leave? Sorry if this comes off as rude or whatever."
That did not sound apologetic, at all. If you were going to say sorry, at least do it right. I nodded, searching his expression once more, before turning on my heel and walking away. It was what I did best sometimes.
I gazed at the sun peeping through the trees and breathed in, what a day. A rustle caught my attention and I spun, creeping towards where I heard it. The footsteps ran and I followed close behind, where was it? The noises stopped and my eyes widened, this could be a trap.
I looked around at my surroundings, it was an open area. Leaves scattered the earth of which I stood upon and grass covered it. Finding multiple flowers, I kicked them away with my boot in sorrow and gazed at the differed colours. Narrowing my eyes I moved around and searched for what had lead me here. Coming across a large rock, I became cautious of what was behind it. Working up my courage. I thought to myself, it was broad daylight, no one would do anything here. Besides, there was only one evil I knew of and he wouldn't come here. It was too beautiful. Precisely the reason I didn't visit often. I ruined things like this. Water. But I supposed I helped create things like this too. Inhaling and exhaling, I strayed from the safety of the unknown and toward danger.
Falling backwards at the sight before me, I shrieked. Crawling away from the monstrosity. Never had I ever wanted to see something as horrid as that. Continuing to scream at the top of my lungs, I hoped and hoped that someone would come and save me.

But no one did.

(A/N: Short chapter. :( I'll make it longer next time, sorry.)

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