When I wake up the next morning, I'm lying in the bed next to Koreena. Her arm is draped around my chest and I don't dare move. I smile and settle back in, gently pulling her closer to me. Slowly, I drop back off to sleep.
When I wake up again, Koreena is gone. I sit up in bed, looking around the room, curious as to where Koreena could have gone. I hear clanking in the little kitchen area that the hotel provides and the next minute Koreena walks around the corner and back into to view.
She is holding two coffee mugs. She is wearing my t-shirt; it makes me smile.
I swing my legs over the side of the bed, and she sits down next to me, handing me a cup. I take a quick sip of coffee and just barely resist the urge to spit it back out again. Instead, I gulp it down and laugh.
"You don't know how to make coffee, do you?" I question Koreena.
"No, not at all," she admits, smiling.
I reach out and grab her warm hand, running my thumb over her knuckles.
"Blake, no," she says after a moment of silence, her voice soft and breaking slightly.
"What do you mean," I ask, knowing full well what she means.
"I have to find the River," she responds quietly, almost inaudibly.
She's like a freaking physic; I was about to tell her that she didn't need to get to the River. I was going to tell her that she should just forget about the home that clearly doesn't want her. I was going to tell her that I could go back to my life, and that she could come with me.
But now I guess I realize have selfish that sounds.
"There are others in Orathne who need it to be peaceful and free. I need to do that for them. I have to go back."
"And once you do?" I ask, letting her hand go. "What happens once you settle everything out and everyone is happy and blissful?"
"I don't know that I'll be able to do that so quickly."
"So you're just going to leave for... for God knows how long? You knew this all the time? All the times we kissed, every time we held hands?"
It takes a minute, but she nods.
"How long will it be?" I ask, dreading the answer.
"I don't know. A c-couple years maybe."
I nod, a slow, drawn-out nod.
"So why am I even here? Why not leave me to die right now instead of dragging me along for the ride!? Who says that once you go back that your siblings will even stop searching for me?"
"I don't know if they will," she's shaking now, but honestly, I don't give a damn.
"So why am I here?" I'm shouting and standing now, staring at her even though she won't look at me. "Why have you been doing this to me?"
"So all this, all of this, I'm "doing to you"?" she says, her voice growing a little louder now. "I've made you kiss me, I've made you want me?"
I stammer slightly at this, but regain my ground quickly. But it's not quick enough.
Koreena's crying, tears streaming down her face, and yet she's pissed.
"You don't want to be here? Fine! I wish I had never met you!"
"You can't go back and fix that, so why bother saying something like that?" I yell back.
"Oh, can't I?" she sneers, and before I can move, she brings her fingers to my forehead and snaps.
The world goes black.
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The Fallen Goddess
FantezieWARNING: Some mild language; mild sexual situations Blake was a perfectly content new addition to the adult world: he had a small apartment, he was going into his second year of college, he had a happy family and a girlfriend he loved. He had everyt...
