Leave {z.m.}

Thirty Six

Addie's P.O.V.

I began coughing over and over again. 

I couldn't stop. 

That whole experience was terrifying. I was there, yet I couldn't control my body. I was trapped within my own mind! I was back though. I could control my arms and legs again. Thank god for that. Why did the specter take me to my school?

I watched all of the events take place earlier from outside of my body: Saying I needed a book. Driving with Zayn. Ending up here at my college. Zayn telling me that I was stronger and that he needed me.

 Wait. 

He needed me. 

Zayn had admitted that he needed me! He actually told me something for once. 

He didn't hold it back.

Thinking about what almost happened before made me embarrassed. I wanted him and he wanted me, but it was too soon. We couldn't kiss and then immediately move to sex. What was wrong with me? He probably thought I was a wild animal eyeing him for dinner. I'd never been like that before in my life! 

Had I been somewhat possessed then too?

I observed my surroundings warily. There were only about five desks in this room pushed up against the wall furthest away from me and a larger desk that would be used by a teacher that was against the left wall. The room was large enough for forty desks though! Chairs were scattered all around near the few desks. The walls were empty: no posters, pieces of leftover tape, bulletin boards, stickers, maps, or calendars.

This was one of the creepiest classrooms I'd ever been in, not to mention that the lights were off.

 "Hello, Adelaide," she greeted. 

The lights flickered. I knew it was her. The bleach-blonde girl appeared in front of me and I scowled. 

"What do you want?!" I shouted at her. 

She wouldn't leave me alone at all.

"I have missed you," she smiled at me and I looked away, not wanting to meet her gaze. 

"Do you know who I am?" She questioned curiously. 

"No, I don't. I just want you to leave me alone." 

She sighed and walked towards me; I backed away instantly. 

"You don't even have a guess? Not one?"

I shook my head while crossing my arms. My brown eyes finally met her green ones. 

"I'm Gemma," she introduced herself and I couldn't hold in my gasp. 

"Gemma?" 

This was unbelievable. She was here. Right now. In front of me after stalking me many times. Shouldn't she have been, I don't know, elsewhere?

"I don't know what you want with me. Sure, I know Zayn and I know that he has a curse and he's a Perished, but I don't mean anything to you. If it weren't for Zayn, I wouldn't be involved in any of this supernatural stuff." 

I didn't even know why I was explaining this to her. She probably knew everything already after stalking me constantly.

"Are you positive?" Gemma wondered, seemingly amused. 

I thought about it, and then I realized that Cecilia is a sorceress like her. 

"Cecilia, my cousin, is a sorceress too. You were after her. Now you're here to ask me about her, aren't you? Well, I can't give you any information. I don't know anything about what she's going through."

Gemma simply shook her head and I watched as a chair flew towards her and she began to sit down into it. I casually played with my hands behind my back, pinching my wrist to see if I was sleeping or if this was literally happening.

"I tricked you as I tricked him, Addie," she admitted, startling me by referring to my nickname. 

"What do you mean?" 

"You don't know the truth because I fooled him into believing something else. You believed his words so easily, though it isn't your fault. He wasn't lying. He just didn't know that there was another possibility."

"Another possibility?" I wished she would quit with the riddles. 

"You are a sorceress, Addie, not Cecilia. Well, you're part sorceress, but you are still gifted." 

She was lying. 

"How do you even know that?" I demanded. 

"I can sense when one has powers. Clearly, you did not sense it for yourself. That's probably because you put all of your time and energy into believing that your cousin was the gifted one."

I didn't believe her. 

I'd never believe her. 

All of the signs pointed to Cecilia. I was just an ordinary human. Zayn would've sensed if I were anything different. 

"You can choose to think that I'm lying, but why would I lie? What would be my reasoning behind lying about this to you?"

She obviously loved playing games with people. She was just as uncontrollable as Zayn had described her past to be. How could I trust her? How could anyone trust her? I wished I wasn't afraid of her. Fear was how she controls people. 

Could I be strong like Zayn believed I could be?

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I know this was a bit quick, but it's leading to something else. x

-Izzy