Marked: Part 2; The Wronged

Chapter 3

"Gah." amilia said putting her hand to her forehead.
"What's the matter?" Elsie asked her.
"I don't know. My head has just been throbbing today."
"Huh, well that's odd. Do you have any migraine problems?"
"Not that I know of."
"You'll have to ask Oglm then."
"Yeah I suppose I do." Amilia and Elsie walked out the front doors of the school. "What's Jasvinder doing again?"
"Not sure, Leo sort of stole him away. Must be like a bro thing or something."
"I didn't think they got along that well."
"Neither did I but here they are walking out of school together off in another direction."
Amilia laughed.
"Yeah." Amilia waved goodbye as they parted ways for the night. As she continued on alone her head became worse and she slowed down. Then she heard her name.
"Amilia." She turned around furiously but saw no one there. She continued to walk when she got to the door she heard the name again.
"Unora!" She screamed turning around. After seeing no one there she turned to the door and opened it. She shut it behind her quietly and took off her boots. She set her backpack down by the end of the stairs and went to the living room. Oglm and Seyoek were in the living room. Oglm held a blanket in front of his body on the couch. Seyoek laid on his lap. Oglm was crying while he watched something on TV.
"Are you ok Oglm?" Amilia posed the question.
"No!" He sniffled. "They can't do that! It's unacquainted love, they can't just do that. They can't die that's not how it ends!" Amilia cringed as she saw Oglm in despair.
"Why are you here?" Amilia asked Seyoek.
"Moral support." She said watching the episode with him.
"I see, what's for dinner?" Oglm turned off the TV and covered his face.
"I don't know. Be creative."
"Ok." Amilia walked to the kitchen and overheard Oglm talking with Seyoek.
"I want to know how it ends but I also don't want to know how it ends!" Amilia looked in the fridge. All he really had was vegetables and fruit.
"Vegetables, fruit, vegetables, fruit..." she said as she pointed to one and then the other. "Fruit salad?" She questioned the choice. "Salad with fruit!" She finally decided. She took out the vegetables and fruit. She started with a cucumber and cut it into several thin slices until it was all chopped. Next she skinned and cut carrots and popped a few grapes in too. Next was the onion and by surprise she found salami. "Pasta salad!" She said excited. She got the water and put it on heat. She took a tomato and cut the middle out. She stopped for a moment after cutting two slices. It was like she was on pause. She stood and stared at the tomato and knife like she barely understood what was happening. When the first bubble popped she brought the knife up to eyesight. What's this? She thought. Why is there red liquid on the knife? Did I hurt someone?  She stared at the knife, completely out of memory of what had occurred. She looked down at the tomato.
"Am I cooking dinner?" She looked at the pot and suddenly remembered what was going on.
"Oh no!" She said. " it might boil over!" Amilia quickly turned down the heat and added the pasta.
"There we go." Amilia smiled as the last pasta went in. "Ow." She exclaimed. I don't remember getting burned. Amilia thought. She went to the sink to wash it off. As she ran her hand under cold water she paused again.
"There it is again, what feeling is this?" She whispered.
"Come to me if you ever want to see him awake again!" Unora pointed. Amilia gasped as her eyes opened in surprise. What, a-a vision? A memory? Is this clear voyance, some sort of predicting capability?
Amilia turned around.
"Oh sweetheart you know better than that."
All she saw was Unora, the room had gone black, everything was dark.