Descendant of Swan (The Descendants 1 fanfic )

14. Shadow

-Selene's POV-

I've took a glimpse of who actually wrote it and it was her. This should have never happened....

I lightly walked towards my dorm from the kitchen. I suddenly recalled what I had done with the villains and messed up myself.

I still haven't told Ben about it! I frustratedly clenched my hands and opened the door knob to my room.

My heart beats rapidly as I messed up my hair. WHAT HAVE I JUST DONE! I quickly seat down at the edge of my bed.

Ben's work was quite easy and I was relieved that it didn't take me until midnight to finish the task. I gazed on the floor hoping something to just happen in the midst of this storm.

But how could I, just after I had almost tell Ben about the villains, after I had just felt so humiliated by the letter. I could just casually walked towards the villains as nothing ever happened.

And how could I even think them as villains when I don't have enough prove and when they definitely aren't villains yet!

My state of mind could not longer hold on. It was pressuring my consciousness. The silence of my room slowly crept into my mind as my breath starts to get uncontrollable.

"Hey," , a voice suddenly echoed.

Swiftly I focused on my sight looking around the source of it. A dark shadow of a boy appeared in my room. Just like any other shadow but it was not mine and it doesn't have a source, like peter pan's shadow on the books.

I quickly took anything around me and aim towards the shadow.

"Ey.. you're not going to hurt me with a ruler, are you?"

I quickly look at what I've held and embarrassed that I took a clear 20 cm ruler. My face heated up and looked back at the shadow.

"I.. I...."

"I don't believe you are dumb, dear sister.", it chuckled

"Sister?", my mind quickly turn blank as it spoke to me.

"Yes, sister." it confidently replied back.

"I am the only Swan left, there's no one else beside me. How dare you!", my heart beats wildly as it talks.

"How dare I? Oh my dear sister... How much do you not know about our family.", it mocks followed by a small giggle.

Its giggles gradually grew louder and longer. Its laughter was not just a plain laugh, it was much more monstrous, wild, and so held much confidence.

"No! You're just from my mind! Just like the other voices in my head when mom and dad died! Yes! You do not exist!", I quickly cowered myself and hugged myself.

"None of this is real! It's just my mind!" , I tried controlling my now hasty breaths.

"How about proving myself, dear sister?"

"Don't call me sister!"

"So? Dear, Selene?"

My breath suddenly calmed down.

"What prove do you have!"

"Hmm.. what about Audrey?" I felt the air chills and a feeling of hand gently touching my cheeks.

I slowly lifted my gaze to only meet with a shadow of the boy on the wall.

"What about her?", softly I break the silence.

"That letter was from her, how about I do something in return."

"Up to you, you're only in my mind anyway.", I hastily replied tightening my own hug.

"My pleasure , dear Selene.", his voice was lighter and slowly the shadow vanishes into thin air.

I picked myself up and lay on the bed.

'Selene we are real', a voice rang in my head. I dismissed it and sighed, today was too much to handle.

When my eyes starts to flutter, almost going to bed, suddenly came a tapping.

My legs lifted my heavy body and slowly turning the knob of my door.

"Hey..", a sudden brown eyes popped behind the door.

"Oh, Jay.", my face heats up as the brown eyes stares at me.

"Am I interrupting something?"

"Not at all.", I smiled not breaking our eye contact, "well why are you here."

"Uhm.. here..", he pushes me a small pack of cookies with a red ribbon tied on top.

"Uh... thank you?", my lips curled more and my panicked was over just because of him.

"Why don't you try it now? I.. I want to know how it tastes.", he looked at me awkwardly.

I chuckled myself at his embarrassed body language. My fingers slowly opens the bag and took a bite of the cookie.

"How was it?"

"Uhm... it's good.", I looked at him.

"Feeling anything strange?"

"You guys put the double choco chips now , there's nothing missing." , I quickly took one more bite.

Gripping my hand, in one gulp he ate all the cookie I bit. My face heats rapidly with the sight of him eating the cookie from my grip. After swallowing, he licked my hand clean and.... the sight was too much. My head instinctively looked away from him.

"Well it's good.", he chuckled and the pressure loosen as he wrapped my hands to his.

"See you tomorrow." , he let out my hand and walk passed me to his room.

I froze and look at his figure until he enter the room beside me. I closed the door and put the cookies on my desk.

-Jay's  POV-

Shit.. her face.... I smiled towards myself reminiscing  her shocked red face, it was quite adorable. I should have stole her kiss too while I was at it just now... I looked down and regretted not doing so.

"How was it?"

"How was what?", I looked at Mal.

"The love spell ! Is she head over heels? Is she weird or just any reaction!"

"She.. she's cute."

"What did I just hear?", Carlos glanced at me with disbelief.

"I mean her face flushes?", I shrugged.

"Jay! Snap out of it! You are evil! You are the son of Jafar!"

"Mal, deep breaths.", Evie held May in her arms as Mal's face loosen.

"She doesn't have any insane reaction! I swear! No nothing!"

"Yeah right, say the one who keep on asking about the cookies."

"Shut up Carlos.", I took a blanket and throw into his face.

"This couldn't happened! Unless!"

"Unless what Mal?"

"She is already in love with.... " , Mal quickly looked at me with the evil smile, "Well Jay, you only need to step up your game and be her boyfriend."

"wait... what was that suppose to mean?"

"She's in love with you! Congrats!", Evie cheered.

"Really?" , my heart skipped a beat. I flexed my right hand and covered my mouth, my lips curled with her image on my mind.

"JAY! FOCUS!"

"Ye.. Yeah..", I looked back to Mal.

"So this is what we're doing. You better do this right Jay.", Mal glared and we started to discuss about the plan.