Loneliness in Difference

Chapter 10: You Can Bleed?

They were falling fast, and Adelaide was so confused. She didn't understand why Luke had yelled at her and been so upset for using the killing curse. What other spells should she have used? Nothing is as effective so what should she have done?

She could feel Jakob's hand begin to sweat as he gripped her hand even tighter. At least he was still okay, but what if they didn't stop falling? Heck what if they reached the bottom, but it was so far down the fall ended up killing them? Jakob's arm began to tremble and Adelaide assumed he was thinking the same thing.

Jakob seemed to say something but the wind was blowing so loudly in Adelaide's ears she couldn't hear him. Thump! She hit the ground and groaned. Jakob must have been trying to warn her that the ground was approaching. She rolled onto her back and sighed in relief. They were still alive, that was a good sign.

A rock fell from the wall and landed next to her. Was that someone's voice? Adelaide stood up and strained to hear something, anything. She was briefly able to hear their names being called.

"That was Luke," Jakob said as he shakily climbed to his feet and looked up the wall. He limped over and looked like he was trying to find a way to climb.

"You can tell? It might be Cecillia."

"No it's Luke's voice, there's a distinct difference. You can hear it too right?"

Adelaide shook her head. At least she couldn't hear clearly enough to tell who's voice it was.

Adelaide took a step back from the wall and looked around them. It was a barren wasteland down there. She couldn't see anything and there was nothing but an endless tunnel in both directions.

"We should go left," Jakob said after he gave up on climbing the wall.

"Why?"

"Good feeling."

"We're going to entrust our safety to a good feeling?" Adelaide asked. Jakob shrugged. "Whatever."

They walked in silence as they began to slowly move down the passageway. "So...Do you like to read?" Adelaide felt so awkward, she hadn't wanted to end up traveling without Luke since he could make things feel less awkward with a single joke. Yet there they were, so she might as well try to make some sort of conversation.

"No," Jakob replied. Adelaide guessed that was the end of that conversation, but he continued. "I only like a select few books. Such as those muggle books, um, Lord of the Rings I think it was called. They were pretty good book, they just took a while to read. But don't you dare give Cecillia the idea of forcing me to read the second book of the muggle series "Matched". There her favorite books, and oh my word the Protagonist is so whiny. Cecillia keeps telling me, that she gets better in the next two books, but I seriously doubt it."

"Are you a pureblood?" Adelaide asked.

"Why does it matter?" Jakob stopped walking.

"It doesn't," Adelaide said quickly to reassure him. "You just said muggle series. Normally that's how purebloods refer to things so I was just curious."

"I'm...sort of a pure blood."

"What is 'sort of' supposed to mean? Are you half-blood?"

"No."

"Muggle-born?"

"No..."

"Then-"

"I'm not anything alright!"

"You're acting as if you're not any, but that's impossible, because even if you weren't entirely human, such as a werewolf, you'd still be either a pureblood, a half-blood, or a mudblood."