Fire (COMPLETED)

Chapter 5

            Edelweiss went early for these past few days. She looked stressed out as well. She also acted weird lately; like avoiding any eye contacts with Violin, eat little amount of food, and most of all daydreaming. I asked Indigo about it, but he didn’t seem to saw the obvious change of Edelweiss’s daily basis. Her skinny figure sat beside me and forced a smile of formality.

“Indigo and I are going to the Bella Ball. I thought you might want to join.”

“Why would I want to be the third wheel?”

“What? No! It’s not a date! It’s the trainee stuffs,” I blushed.

She chuckled, “Oh come on I thought the tense is real. So are you going to go to the ball with that?” she pointed at my dress from the orphanage. I scratched my hair and shrugged. It wasn’t the best dress in the whole wide world, but it was the only dress I had. “You better fetch something red-carpet-like in my wardrobe.”

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            I walked out of Edelweiss’s room with a red long dress upon me. I wished to have my hair up and curly but my hair is short and straight. I borrowed Edelweiss’s red necklace too.

“Wow,” Indigo said in awe.

“Since when you’re here?”

“Since forever,” he shrugged. He walked me out to the main door and showed off his car. “I borrowed Violin’s car. Well, he let me; for the sake of the challenge.”

He grinned as the car started up. I sat beside him and smelled a scent of Violin crept all over the car. He always smelled like fancy perfumes since he became the captain of Holy Warrior, unlike Indigo who smelled like mint leafs. He drove the car casually until we arrived at the ball. Classical music and murmurs wrapped the room altogether.

“So what’s your plan?” I asked. He shook his head and sighed; another word of having no idea. The music turned slow as people found their own couples and slow danced. “Oh not this…”

“It’s not that bad,” he reached out for my hand and wrapped his other arm around my waist. He drew me close to him. I had trouble breathing and butterflies in my stomach. What is he thinking?

“How could I even ‘spy’ on that dwarf if we’re having this… awkward gap.”

“Define an awkward gap,” he raised an eyebrow. I was about to opened my mouth to answer but I just realized I had no answer to say.

“Okay, you win. But please let me think of a plan without you staring at me and made me not focus.”

“Oh how flattering,” he chuckled. I rolled my eyes in return

 I searched for a dwarf in the ball, but it turned out to be tons of dwarves attending the ball. Dwarves in Paris were dim-witted magical creatures. This Dwarf must be quite smart to be a criminal though. But I could assure that even a criminal Dwarf is not as smart as a sly Witch. I walked to a Dwarf that I suspected. I fetched his wallet and saw a picture of his wife and his children. Perfect.

“Hello, sir, I hate to ruin your party, but your wife is waiting outside.”

“Why is that? My wife had a job to work today.” Oh. This one could be it. Usually, a Dwarf would just simply fall for the trick.

“Oh yes. But she seemed very furious. Maybe because she found out that you’re here. With a girl,” I smirked. Dwarves ALWAYS had marriage problems.

His face turned red and sweat started to drip down to his cheekbones. I could feel a smile wrapped behind my poker face. He nodded forcefully and I led the way to the main entrance (which was the main exit as well). We went out and only found air that waited outside. He faced me confused. I aimed my hand at him. I was about to shot fires but somehow, my hand trembled. Was it because of the trauma?

“Please. Please don’t,” the Dwarf begged. My hands kept trembling so I decided not to kill him instead. Suddenly, a person stormed out and slammed those main doors. To my shock, I threw fire at the Dwarf. I screamed and stepped back; still trembling. I glared at that person. Turned out, that person was Edelweiss. She covered her mouth in shock.

“I-I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean. I was just about to tell you something. I’m so sorry.”

“It’s… It’s uhh… okay,” I tried to breathe. “W-What did you want to say? Because it better be good.” I wiped my sweaty palms over my dress then sticked a light glare on her.

“I know this is the wrong time to say, but… Violin and I broke up.”

That was more shocking than the killing. “What? Why?” I exclaimed.

“He… He mentioned that he remembered something about his past, something about a girl.”

What? Violin remembered me? But how?

My whole world just stopped.