Nentarli [COMPLETE]

~ Thirty-six ~

We parted ways with the guys, they went to do their own thing and we headed upstairs to our suites.

"I'm thinking, sleepover in your suite and not coming out until tomorrow evening," Emy randomly burst out the second we reached our doors.

"Which translates into, staying up all night talking and eating any junk we can find around here?"

She giggled and nodded, "Precisely, I don't need or want any sleep right now and we've got some catching up to do."

She wiggled her brow and I knew she was referring to Blaike, Nenny must have told her about that as well. I hoped she'd have something helpful to say. I nodded and watched her head off to grab some pyjamas; I noticed through the open door that her room had been put back in order. I wondered if there was more to her not wanting to sleep and made a note to check on how she was doing while we chatted.

We spent most of the night talking about everything that had happened while she had been in her magic coma. We talked about Blaike and what he had been about to say when my parents had barged in. She booed at that like she was watching a play and I laughed hysterically. Her solution was to pull Blaike aside and ask him outright, of course her way was the most blunt but I did consider it.

We talked about the attack and things got serious for a while, we both cried about the fear we felt and the way we suffered afterwards. I learned that Emy had only been partially asleep in the coma. She explained that sometimes she could hear people but her body wouldn't respond and then she'd fade into sleep again.

I hugged her and consoled her while she recalled the details, wishing I could take the memory of it away from her. I promised I would never let that happen again, no matter what it took to stop it. Since we were at our lowest I pulled something out of my bag that I had completely forgotten about until then. The chocolate I had stowed for a bad day, and it didn't get much worse.

I left the hot chocolate powder hidden in case there was a next time and the way things were going for us recently, that was a distinct possibility. We enjoyed the chocolate and it cheered us up enough that we turned our conversation to brighter things. Mostly small talk, about our old lives and our new one.

We stayed awake all night and neither of us felt tired by morning, I called down for us some breakfast once the sun had come up and we ate in my room. I didn't want to leave my room at all that day, in there it was just me and Emy, like it always had been; no boys, no parents, no dark destiny to fulfill that would possibly get us killed and doom the world.

We sprawled out on my bed and stared up at the ceiling, talking and eating more. Most people would have run out of things to talk about by now but our conversation reeled on. I told Emy about my suspicions over Brianne and she admitted she got a bad vibe from the woman. We made it our secret mission to figure that one out because if she was the reason we were attacked, there would be hell to pay.

Our parents came to check on us after we requested lunch to be brought up as well. They looked worried at first but we reassured them we just needed some time out. They must have been able to see the good it was doing because they left smiling. Even though we were grown adults, it was nice to know they still worried about us. Although Emy made a joke about being tangled in her mum's apron strings forever.

It was evening time when we finally emerged from my room, Emy went to grab a fresh pair of pyjamas while I went downstairs in pyjama bottoms and a blouse. We planned to have dinner in the dining room and then return to my room to hang out all night again. As I entered the dining room I was surprised to see the guys were already there and the parents, who were huddled round some papers at the head of the table. Everyone looked around when I walked in and the guys stood up, I rolled my eyes and walked over to sit in one of my usual seats.