I looked down at the groubd as though i could see 'alec' through the cement. "You." I muttered. the irony of the gods giving me what i wanted, for once was almost over whelming. A small smile played on my lips, just as they turned to mist as i transported to heaven. as my feets touched solid ground i was almost in tears laughing, the giddness of finally getting what i wanted was a litttle bit much for me. like a small child that had a bit to much candy than they should have. i giggled quietly as i walked past all of my friends towards my room. it was only when Natalia stood from her seat to follow me did my laughter become audible. "your in a terrifyingly good mood... im a tad scared."
"I dont even know why im laughing.." i whispered quietly, still grinning. Natalia shook her head and slipped her hand around my waist and walking with me to my room.
As we reached the door marked '7', i tried to stop but the arm around my waist pulled me toward the room marked '12'. "We always sit in your room" Natalia muttered as she unlocked her door, and walked in.
Her room smelt of pepermint today, though other days it smelt of exotic potions and plants freshly cut. Her room made me think of one word.
Green.
Vines stretched out from ancient terracotta pots, that were hidden by other plants and colorful flowers bloomed by her window and practically everywhere in her room.
In a small corner a ancient venus fly trap, with traps the size of my hand snapped closed with a loud crack, around a large frog that Natalia had brought into her room to help her plants grow. "Watch your step!" Natlia shouted from on her bed. "My corpius Kerthanius decided to send a vine across my walk way and i havent had time to make a new batch of terracotta clay, to make proper pots for her." She shrugged, and i stepped over her ancient plant and sat onto her bed. "First things first, why were we giggling?" She inquired. I leaped out of her bed and sighed exsaperatedly, and began to explain my last two days. I pased back and forth making sure to step over her plant and finally i conjured up my scythe showing off that humans boring name carved into the blade. Natalia listened and nodded her head and even opened a few old history books on her plant covered book shelfs that were hidden in the back of her room next to a large daisy looking flower that was alergic to pollen, so it sneezed every few minutes and secreted a very rare mucus used in curses and hex potions.
She opened up a dusty book titled 'supernatural anomalies' in ancient latin. She muttered a curse. "This doesnt make sense." She said when i finished my tale. "If he was a warlock the gods wouldnt have asigned you to him, but if he was a human he shouldnt have known all that he did,or been so calm." She weaved her way through vines and branches back to beside her bed where we stood. "And you're sure that he knew sebastiéns name?"
"Leahs too." I added. She frowned. "Hm. Peculiar. I wouldnt keep him around. He sounds like bad news." She finally concluded. "Yeah...bad news." I agreed.
***
Aftrr me and natalia finished hanging out and she went to sleep for the night, i meandered down the hall, back to my room. i seen from down the hallway, I noticed Leah sitting on Sébastiens lap laughing in her usual, seductive way. Though im not sure what she was actually doing because her back was turned to me. I couldnt catch his eye so i turned into my room, leaning against the door deep in thought.
"Tonight, leah and sébastien will do something that pisses you off. Come back tomorrow morning when it does."
I tried to shake the thought from my mind but i found myself repeating the human boy ominous words as i driffed off to sleep.
***
I could see the pain clear in her eyes. "Andrea.." i muttered reaching out for the girl curled into a tight ball in my living room. She looked up at me and slowly grinned. Her teeth were red and had pieces of meat stuck in them. This was not my andrea. "You let me die..." she began. Her voice was raspy and unlike her real voice. "Im dead. Because of you.." her grin widened and the middle of her lip began to split like old sun bleached fabric and a small stream of blood poured down her chin.
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A Raven Named Insanity
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