Chapter 24: Ghostbird

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by skyseigami

by skyseigami

Emmanuel's P.O.V.:

February. The month for lovers. Willy called me up and asked me if I wanted to go and spend a night at this resort. "It'll just be us and a few friends dude. It'll be fun, I promise. And we've already graduated high school so there's no reason to not go!," he exclaimed. "Well, if you say so. When is it?," I asked. "Tomorrow?" "Wow and you're just telling me that today? Pretty smooth Willy. Let me pack. See you there tomorrow."

I reached Damai. Late as I do not want to clash with anyone. "Hey dude," I greeted under my sunglasses as I raised my right arm above my head to Willy. "Hey man! Great to see you!" "I see you brought some of the Form 6's along too," I commented, not really what I had in my mind as I thought it's going to be just us fresh high school graduates. "Hey Em! Take of the shades!," a face so familiar said. "Hey Ally. Nice to meet you too, if that is how you say hello," I replied, carving a smile and hugged her.

"ALLY! CAN YOU HELP ME WITH MY BAG?!" As soon as I heard that plea without looking back, I shot a look at Willy, who apparently is trying to avoid my gaze. He then looked at me. "What?" "Fuck you," I mouthed. And then she came along. "Hey Willy! So how does it feel to be fresh graduate? Well you still have college and so on!," she said as she put her arms around Willy. "Feels free I must say."

All fourteen of us we to the reception counter for the check in. "Okay so each room is accompanied by four person," Ally announced. "But there will be two extra," I told her after doing the math. "Exactly. Which means you and Jules will be sharing the same room," she replied. Jules and I were shocked. We wouldn't want to be in the same room. Not together even. We argued about it with Willy and Ally but the reason was only this reply from Willy. "We already made decisions on which room to take who will occupy it and you guys came in late. So there's no choice. Take it or leave it. It's gonna be only three days." Too late to turn back and go home. We both settled for it but never made contact with each other. Not that we wanted to anyways.

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Juliette's P.O.V.

Nightfall. Our beds are side by side. He was reading. I was listening to songs and tweeting on my Blackberry. He was reading a novel titled The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown. This is so awkward. Since the break up, I never took any interest in him really. Not that I'm mean or anything but it's really hard for me to see him. What we've been through was great even if it's short.

I pulled out one of my earphone buds from my ear. I started a conversation. "Hey how are you?" No answer. I looked at him. He's still reading, ignoring me. "Put down that book and talk. I'm trying to make this not awkward."

He put down the book. "I'm fine. Happy? Can I go back to my reading?," he answered. "No! Wait, are you mad by my presence?" Of course he is Jules! What kind of question is that? "No. I'm fucking enthrilled by your presence upon my face." And there he goes.

"Well sorry. I didn't plan this." I answered back. "Don't have to." Okay he sounds really mad now, maybe I should stop. "You hate me don't you?" Ugh what's wrong with me? Stop! "Wow you just won this contest of guessing if I hate you or not." "Don't be a bitch, Emma." Why can't I? I have rights too." This boy is, ugh. "Okay let's settle something here and now." "What?" "Do you still, like have feelings for me?" Now I'm just dumb. That was a surpise. He's looking at me. Not moving. Don't answer. Don't answer. Then his lips started to move. "Yes."

"I'm sorry. Wh - why?" I didn't expect that answer. He was putting his book in the table. He sat upright on his bed and clasp his hands to form a fist and put it on his legs and said, "Because, just like you, I can't really forget the past." "Well stop it. Let it go." I slipped under the covers of my bed. "Well you certainly didn't when we dated." "Why are you being bitchy Em?!"

His next words put me on silent. He says these words so relaxed. "Do you know how hard it is to let go of someone you held dearly to your heart over one mistake you made? Which apparently is loving them too much. Sad isn't it?" I couldn't say anything to that. He said again, "Exactly. You don't." I don't know why but I was so enraged that I got out of bed and slapped him. Was it the fact that he's making me guilty or he is actually right.

He sneered at me. "Go to sleep. After this you won't see me anyways. Enjoy your three days of seeing my face." He turned off his lights and I went back to bed, tearing up.

The next morning, I took a quick shower as Emma was still sleeping. It was already half past nine. I got dressed and went down to the cafe to meet up with the others. Willy asked me whether Emma is out of bed or not. "No he isn't. That lazy bum. Pfft." "Haha okay I'll check on him." I took a seat next to Ally and talked to the gang about things. Suddenly a text came. My eyes widened as I panicked. I called Ally out to read the text and in panic, she quickly dialled the number on the screen.

"CALL 911 NOW! EM IS BLEEDING AND UNCONCIOUS! CALL 911 QUICKLY FFS!"