Nia crosses her arms and looks at me with pure astonishment.
- Your evil - she sighs.
- Only if you make me - I wink.
- Fine get up. And I don't like her ok? Lets just make that clear, I just don't want you to go around spreading lies.
- ok. Now, where do we start? - I ask getting up.
- well, your going to need something to cover you palms, something to block your powers from coming out while we're practicing. Lets see...... - Nia starts walking around, opening drawers and examining shelf's. She finally stops when she sees a small pot with an equally small plant in it.
- This will do - she hums to herself while picking it up and grabbing a handful of dirt.
- wow wow wow, what are you going to do with that? - I ask taking a step back with a puzzled look.
- I'm going to glue it to your hands isn't it obvious? Here, give me your palm.
Reluctantly I extend my hands to her and let her drop all the dirt on them, she then goes and gets the scotch that is in front pf the window and then, looking at the window, she says exactly what I was fearing she would say.
- Forget it. No need to practice - she says with panic in her voice.
- what??? why? we need to help Andrew ! I don't think -
- I don't think you understand. We don't need to help him anymore.
- what do you -
- Look - she says, almost like she doesn't believe what she is seeing herself.
I carefully walk up to the window trying not to let the dirt in my hands fall and stare down to the pathway.
And there he is. Andrew is down there, walking dressed all in black and carrying a big black backpack with his hair looking amazing. This is a miracle, and right now I'm not going to question it, I'm so happy I wish I could just jump from the window and run right into his arms; Hug him; Kiss him. whatever. But I'm abruptly stopped by Nia.
- Don't Emily. His not alone.
- what do you mean....? - I ask, mentally preparing for the worst. His a projection. His dead, that's a ghost. maybe that's his twin brother I didn't know existed.
- Cretors... - well that's a relief.
- Cretors? I've seen cretors! There aren't any - I brush off, ready to start running again.
- Not all cretors look like the ones who were following you... you see those people next to him? Their cretors...
- so you mean... we have to go help him! I don't think he knows they're following him!
- No Emil- to late. In two seconds I'm out the door and sprinting down stairs.
I open both lobby's doors at the same time and run into Andrews arms, hugging him with all the love in the world.
- I missed you so much Andrew. what happened?? where have you been? are you hurt? - I ask, but am caught of guard when he pulls me away from him and looks at me all confused.
- who?
- what do you mean who?- I say, feeling myself going back to panic mode again.
- I'm not Andrew. I'll get going now - He says not sparing me another glance.
I'm speechless. In a bad way. how can he not be Andrew? That is definitely Andrew. This must be a prank! What a terrible sense of humor he has.
- HA! you almost got me there! Anyway, how did you manage to come back? - I awkwardly shout after him.
- Hey Andrew! seriously! what the hell!? Are you really not going to say anything? what happened in France? - I say a bit louder, seeing that he isn't turning around
- Andrew... are you angry at me? Did I do something wrong? - I ask, maybe I said something stupid, it wouldn't be the first time. I don't think that's it tho... his never ignored me like this before. Last time we were together, we were happy... He looked happy at least... maybe I shouldn't have kissed him in the alley... He should still say something anyway.
- Andrew. does this have anything to do with what happened last night, apart from you being kidnapped...?
- Andrew what the fuck?! Andrew! this not funny, it really isn't.
Finally Andrew turns around. god, what am I doing? Andrew just got back from being kidnapped, I have no idea what happened there. I shouldn't have screamed. Am I a terrible person?
- Just leave me alone, I don't even know what you're talking about - He says, braking my heart into a million pieces.
- Andrew have you been brainwashed?? - oh my god... what if that's true.
- Andrew don't worry ill help you get your memories back!
- Emily calm down, I don't think his been brainwashed - Nia says, suddenly behind me, pushing me back making sure I don't completely loose it.
- whats wrong with him...? - I ask in a weak voice, feeling tears starting to form in my eyes. It's ok to cry in this situation isn't it? I feel like I have the right to cry at least a little bit.
- I don't know... but i think we better stay way from him for now. - she says, as preoccupied as me.
I don't even have time to argue because a familiar car pulls up in front of us.
- Hi kids! - My mom cheerfully exclaims while getting out of the car at the same time as the other parents - Guess what? we all took a small trip to the spa center in the next town! I hope we didn't worry you, but Nia assured us that she would tell you and we know you can take care of yourselves so off we went on our relaxing trip!
I run into her arms embracing her in a warm hug. I want to tell my mom everything that's been happening, but I know I cant...
- oh did you miss me that much darling? not that im complaining i love you hugs! - she says embracing me tighter.
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General FictionThis summer was supposed to be like all the other's. This summer Emily was supposed to spend her holidays with the same four people she always does. She was supposed to get her revenge on Andrew. she was supposed to swim in the sea and build castle...