23) Phone Call

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 Layla:

How long had we been here now? It was hard to know because you soon stop counting the days, then the weeks and then the months. But I would estimate we had been here for about two months. The time flew by and I was surprised with how much magic I had learned, of course I wasn't up to Matt's level, but I wasn't too far behind. And with each day that passed was another day the Deathstag didn't find us.
Some part of me wished they would.
I know, it's a stupid thing to think, but I'm just tired of all this waiting around, waiting for people to come and kill me, waiting until we can stop looking over our shoulders the whole time. Of course the thought of the Deathstag finding us was terrifying, because surely I would die, though I would do all that is in my power to save Matt. He really has nothing to do with this, but now the Deathstag know he's with me, they will be looking for him to, the fact that he is a Prince is just a bonus for them, that thought alone scared me out of my wit's and kept me awake at night.
Only time will tell, I guess.

"Have you checked the future recently?" I asked Matt.

We were both sitting on the rug in front on the huge fire in the lounge. Every once in a while, we would check the future, see if anything new would happen to us. Or whether our lives would be the same as it had been recently.

"No, you know I'm no good at it, I can only go forward a couple of weeks at the most, it's better if you do it." Matt sighed.

Surprisingly there was one thing I was better then Matt at, (besides cooking) and that was seeing the future and the past. I could actually go forward to about a month, even more if I really tried.

I nodded and unlocked my mind. We always did this, so whatever I see, Matt will see it in my thoughts.
I knew that my mind was now open again because Matt had that knowing smile on his face as he always did when he could listen to my mind, don't ask me why, but he likes it.

Ignoring Matt, I steadied my breathing and relaxed. Being calm was vital for this spell and it made it that much trickier. Matt had taught me this spell about a week ago and after a few days I had conquered it, much to my delight and dismay.

"Versay," I whispered.

The world blurred slightly and then the room around me was spinning. I knew I was physically sitting still and hadn't moved a muscle, but everything was moving in my head. 
I pushed the present as far as I could go until I saw a day 3 weeks from now, not the furthest I had been in the future, but I'll take it.
I saw myself and Matt snuggled close in the home cinema, I was sat between Matt's legs on the reclining black leather chair, a bucket of popcorn to our right. The room was dark and the film we were watching turned out to be Transporter 3.

But it wasn't the film that had caught my eye, it was the expression on my face. I looked like I was asleep, probably the film bored me, but my face still showed many emotions. I looked...different. But still the same. It was like I was...sad? Maybe. Confused? Hurt? Something along those lines, I certainly didn't look too happy, Matt sitting behind me, didn't notice. In fact he looked completely fixated on the film, watching it, eyes wide open. 
I internally snickered at his thrill for movies.

A movement caught my eye and I saw my future self's eyes flash open. My whole face changed in an instant. I looked terrified. Then...relief...then angry. What? In the next second I was out of Matt's embrace and was staring at him accusingly  and a look of rage on my face.

Well this was different. Since when was I ever mad or angry at Matt? Especially that angry. And I was terrified. Why?

"You're-" My future self started to speak but then abruptly I was brought back to the present. I knew that the spell only allowed me a few fleeting glimpse's of the future, but that ending was just annoying. Couldn't I have seen a minute more? Egh.

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