"I'm going to go insane!" I said, pacing the room in a fiery rage. The other three were sat on the double bed, eyeing me closely as I got more frustrated with every step I took.
"Does she need some air?" I heard Erion mutter
"We've been here for two days. Cramped in this tiny little bedroom with nothing to do for three days!"
"No just leave her, she'll cool down in a minute" Ryan muttered back "You'll get used to it"
"I can't stand it," I said running my fingers through my almost glowing red hair "I just want to go home" I finished, flopping down onto the edge of the bed. Ryan made his way towards me and gently put his hand on my shoulder. A sense of almost relief surged through me and washed away my frustration and homesickness. I felt my breath slowly come to a steady pace and I gave a heavy sigh
"Sorry" I finally said, "I needed to get that out"
"It's ok" Ryan finally chuckled "We're all feeling a bit down right now"
He was right. We'd been stuck in this god damn room four three days, the only change of scenery was occasionally going into the cramped lounge or going to the dining room for breakfast lunch and dinner. Each meal was no different either, and all this foreign food was killing me. I just wanted a normal English meal right now and to get into my cozy bed and... god I cant believe I'm going to say this. Go to school. It's better than counting down the hours 'till the next day in this mangy B&B. I feel quite sorry for Ingrid actually because I keep complaining about the place and I keep forgetting its run by her grandma.
"We've just got to stay here, keep our wits about us and wait for the worst"
"Wow, thanks. You've given me so much confidence" I said, sarcasm dripping from my tongue
"Hey guys" Ingrid suddenly said, moving our attention towards her "The storm Blaze sensed is tonight" The doors of the balcony suddenly swung open with a huge bang and the strongest gust of wind I'd ever encountered blasted through the door, scattering a few pieces of paper and items of clothing.
"Erion!" Ingrid shouted "Whatever your thinking about stop it!"
"I'm not doing anything!" he shouted back, putting his hands in front of him and pushing his own gust of wind out the doors, which closed with another loud bang.
"Honestly" She muttered, shaking her head
"It wasn't me" he protested, his hands up in denial
"Probably just the storm" I shrugged
"Right... the storm" Ryan muttered. I looked at him, wondering what he meant by that.
***
Another couple of hours had passed and the storm was well on its way. Grey clouds now covered the skies and had cut off any sign of sunlight. Every second they seemed to get a darker shade of grey, building up and warning us of the night ahead.
I was sitting on the small lounge chair in the room, staring out at the clouds when I heard something in my ear. A whispering almost, as if someone was standing right next to me. Frowning, I looked around as to what it could be but found nothing appropriate to the sound itself. I shrugged it off and continued to stare out when I heard it again. A whisper that was almost channeling through my head yet I couldn't understand it. I rubbed my ears with my fingers, maybe something was in my ear? I waited, and the noise came back once again.
"Can you hear that?" I said a little to loudly. Everyone turned to look at me, their eyes wondering around the room as they silenced.
"Hear what?" Erion asked as I waited for the sound. I held up my finger for them to stay quiet as I listened.
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Flame
Fantasy"Don't go thinking you're a bad person flame, because you're not. You're full of things most girls aren't. You're full of fire" My name is Isabelle Kenna Mackenzie, and I like to play with fire. Isabelle, otherwise known as Flame for her fiery pers...
