Nightmare

Chapter 9

Sorry for the very late update. I went on a school trip to Germany and Holland and I haven't got around to updating it since but yeah enjoy? :3

I tapped my finger against my desk trying to figure out the stupid maths homework that was due for Monday.

I had no clue how to do Pythagoras or whatever it was called.

So I shut my book and threw it on the floor. I would finish it tomorrow if I could be bothered.

I was about to head downstairs when my phone began to ring in my back pocket. I pulled it out and looked at the caller ID: Luke.

I answered it and put it up to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello there, Yasmine." He replied in a silly posh accent. I laughed before he spoke again. "I was calling to ask you something."

"And what would that be?" I asked sitting on my bed.

"Would you like to join me for a happy meal at McDonalds?" He asked.

"Sure."

"Great! See you there in half an hour?"

"Okay! See you there." I smiled even though he couldn't see me then he hung up.

I was confused as to why he phoned me instead of texting me but I just went along with it and got dressed then headed to my car.

I drove the short ten minute drive to the only McDonalds in my town then headed inside.

My eyes roamed over all the people inside until they found the boy I was looking for.

Luke sat at the back corner with two happy meals.

"Two for yourself?" I questioned him as I sat down in front of him.

He jumped a little then looked up from his phone. "You gave me a fright!"

He laughed. "But no, ones for you."

"Really? This better be chicken nuggets." I grabbed the box and opened it to find chicken nuggets. "Yes! you remembered?" Don't laugh I love chicken nuggets more than my family...

"I spent years with you obsessing over them. I think I would remember." He chuckled.

"Good point." I said shoving one in my mouth. "Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you just text me?" I asked. He bit his lip then answered me.

"Because I was going to ask you something else but decided it would be better in person. So instead asked you here."

"Oh okay. So what were you going to ask me?" I began to get worried.

"What-Why are you an Angel?" he asked looking away from me.

I sighed, "I guess because my brother is." it's not so that I can spy on Harry.

He nodded and then I asked "Why are you a Dark Soul?"

He then sighed, "I don't want to be. I well it's a long story."

"I have time." I answered.

"I don't want to upset you."

"Why would you upset me?"

"Because it's Michael's fault." And there it was the pang in my chest and the sting behind my eyes.

"M-Michael? How could it be his?" I asked. I tried to fight away my tears.

"Yasmine, I'm sorry."