Someone to trust (Books of the beginning fanfic)

Chapter 34-The start of...

Sorry, for the little uploads. School just started and is already hitting me full force and even worse.... writer's block. Yup sorry about that guys. I'll try to push through it soon. For now, enjoy the new chapter.

"Margery?" With a pounding heart, I knocked on the door that quickly opened to reveal the beautiful dark-haired woman.

"Kate, I was so worried! And I'm sorry to say, dear, but you look horrible," she said referring to my dirty clothes from sleeping in the cell, my messy hair from not having had a brush on hand and I probably didn't have the most pleasant smell because of all the exhausting action.

"I know, I'll take a shower once Emma is finished. Can I come in?"

"Of course." I walked in and the first thing I noticed was that the surface of the big table was empty. I stopped breathing for a second. "Where is he?"

"I'm sorry, dear. I did what I could," Margery softly spoke with her head held low. I expected tears to fall, for my breathing to speed up and for me to scream my lungs out. But none of that happened. In an odd way, I was extremely calm. I had been so worried about Rafe that my heart had been pounding fast for hours but now it was so slow it was barely beating at all. My blood felt cold, I didn't breathe properly. I held my breath without even realizing it. As my oxygen ran out my sight and hearing fell out of reach. 

I slowly sank to my knees, just barely registering Margery's hands touching my shoulders as she held me. Her voice softly called my name but that didn't reach me. A few tears rolled off my cheeks, slowly. Each dripping down as another already formed in my eye. 

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Micheal's pov
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The days seemed to be getting longer and longer. Either we were fearing for our lively or didn't have anything to do. 

I did try talking to King Robbie but he was always busy, Emma never stopped fiddling with that weird pouch of ash, Kate was always around Margery and Wilamena... there was something off about her. Although I wouldn't be able to tell you what it was. So, the best moment of the day was going to sleep if you asked me.

But tonight sleep just couldn't take me. I rolled around in my bed until I heard the creaking of the floor outside and two voices whispering to each other. With my eyes still closed I got out of bed and slowly walked to the door. Only when I pushed it and opened my eyes and saw how blurry everything looked that I realized that I had left my glasses beside my bed. I didn't have the time to go get them if I wanted to follow them. So with that, I sneaked after them, being guided by the sound of the creaking wood they made. I saw a yellow blur appear in my view which I assumed was the light that entered the dark hallway as they opened the door. Fortunately for me, they didn't fully close the door but left it a bit ajar. Not only did that make it easier for me to orientate myself towards it but it also made it easier to eavesdrop when I reached it. As I peeked inside I immediately knew who they were.  Even if my vision was still as blurry as before, I would recognize that beautiful shade of gold everywhere. It was Wilamena and her father. 

"This is for your own good, pearl."

"But why do we have to leave? And why sneak out in the middle of the night?"

"You already know the answer to that first question. And to answer the second one, it's to make it easier for you. If you don't see him you'll be less tempted to go back."

"But that's not fair. Micheal should know that I'm leaving beforehand."

"Wilamena, be honest with yourself. I don't think the boy would be too upset if you're gone." Those words made my heart sting. How could he ever think that? Yes, I may not be fully sure if what I feel for her is love but there was no doubt in my mind that I cared about her... a lot.