Gone Forever

6

Katrina:

I literally threw my phone onto the floor.
"ARRRGGL! Elle? What the hell are you doing on my lock screen?" I yelled.
"I- I am...?" she stuttered.
"No shit you are! How are you doing this?"
"I- I don't know, I've been kidnapped. I laughed, really loud.
"Crap aside, Elle. Cut the bullshit. How are you doing this." I accused.
"No! I really am kidnapped!" she cried, tears welling up in her eyes. Okay, too far. I'll just take her words with a bucket of salt.
"Whoa, do you know who? I'll get there and frickfracking break his/her frickfracking neck." I asked.
"I don't know, but I've heard guards call him 'Strahan'." she shuddered.
"Hold on, I'll Google it right now. Is there any way we can talk again?" I asked.
"I'll try to say your name into the pendant again..." she whispered. And with that, her face disappeared, replaced by the luscious faces of The Vamps.

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"JEROME!" I banged his door multiple times. His mother greeted me and have me a disapproving look. I smiled sheepishly at her.
"I'm here to see Jerome, Mrs. Lockley." I cleared my throat. She shut the door in my face, locked it and heard her faint call for Jerome. I laughed, she never let any girl up, even if it's me or Giselle. Actually, especially if it's me or Giselle. I could hear Jerome swoosh down the stairway and his face appeared in front of mine. He had his laptop in hand and his mp3 in another.
"You know exactly why I need to see you don't you." I laughed.
"Duh, it's either my free internet, my car or those hundreds and thousands cookies flooding my refrigerator." he replied matter-of-factly.
"Hey I have my own license now." I narrowed my eyes at him as we walked off to the nearest coffee store.

Giselle:
I shove the pendant back into my baggy shirt and squeezed my eyes shut. I turned to the right and heard footsteps; heavy and loud ones nearing my cell. Squealing and whines were heard as each one of them were thrown into their individual cells.
"Hello?" I called, hoping my voice would travel to the room next door. No answer.
"Hello?" I called again. I heard a sob too soft to be heard, yet it could be heard all the same.
"I know you can hear me..." I tried again.
"I'm Giselle." I continued.
"I know." a silky, petite voice called back. I was a little heartened that she'd at least answer.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"My speaking-name is Winifreda." There was s horrifying long pause and I would have thought she'd gone away except that I could see small glimpses of her hair and bloody wing.
"Please talk to me." I pleaded.
"Displays aren't meant to talk to each other." was all she said.
"Displays?" I echoed, insulted. "I'm not some sort of party favor."
"Of course you are." she said in a soft voice. "All of us are."
"What? That can't be legal." I scoffed.
"He can do as he wishes until Samhain blinds him, though it never really does anymore. It's worse now, so close to the holy days. It makes him peevish." Was it normal for me not to understand that?
"Could you repeat that in English? Where are we? Camelot? I joked, hoping to lighten the tension a little.
"A fairy rath, under the Earth at Rowanwood Park." she explained.
"We're at the park, under the west hill. You're joking me aren't you, Winifreda." I said in a flat tone.
"In the hill." she corrected me.
I just sighed and walked over to the other corner of the cell. I felt like a stranger here, and outcast. Now my only desire was to transport myself back home and see Mom, Katrina and Jerome.

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A/N :)
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