This is the chapter where you find out about something major Belle. Jacob is looking for her too. What happens when Jacob finds Canaan? And you find out about something between Belle and Pitario!! Thanks for reading! ILYA!
-Belle191
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Belle’s POV
I remember a couple days before I was let out, I had to lie curled up on my bed as the stinging pain hit my head for an entire hour! After it, I quickly went to have a shower because that somehow washed all of the pain away. That’s what I did every time my back hurt. It was strange that water could do something like that to me. I had asked Alyssa once if it did that for her and she just shook her head. I loved the water though. Just the feeling of it brushing against my skin and flowing down my back and chest. It always made me feel so calm. I refused to look at the bruise on my back in the mirror, though I did sometimes, giving in to reason.
I was reading a book on my bed when I heard a knock at the hole in the floor. It was too early for lunch and I had already had breakfast, so who was this? I almost bolted to the passage door in excitement. Opening it, I saw Trazellda. My heart sunk a little when I didn’t see Pitario and I even looked around for a second to see if he was around the corner or something. I took a few steps down the stairs to meet Trazellda at the bottom, closing the latch behind me.
“Pitario isn’t here. You and I need to talk though,” she said.
“Oh. What about?” She was silent for a moment.
“Follow me,” she gestured before turning around and starting off. I quickly fixed up my baggy, off shoulder white shirt before following after her. I found it rude if she was to talk to me and I was behind her, so I walked beside her instead.
“Now Belle, when Pitario and I left you, he asked me why you were here. Why you were so special. I must say he is very persistent. You must know that he cares about you. No matter how much he knows about you, what he did to you or how long he’s known you for, he really does care about you. And trust me when I say that he has never cared for anyone as much as he does for you. He may have only known you for a few minutes, but that was all it took.”
“To do what?” I asked.
“Steal his heart. When I found Pitario and after he became a Viacon, I found that evil was gradually taking over his heart, which happens to most Viacons. Though none are ever completely consumed. And when he teased you and you walked off into the forest, he followed you because of this urge that took over his mind. One he had never felt before...”
“Care,” I interrupted, realising. I stole Pitario’s heart? But… I couldn’t have.
“Exactly. He cares about himself and his friends, but he cares about you in a different way,” Trazellda began to explain.
“Most Viacon’s don’t meet the one they love in their lifetimes. The one’s that do, feel they are destined to be together. It is this extremely strong bond between two lovers. And no matter how much you try to avoid it, it will always be there, whether you end up with them or not. It is unbreakable and unavoidable.”
“And you believe Pitario and I have this bond? But how can that be? I love Jacob,” I said.
“Do you?” Trazellda raised an eyebrow at me, making me question it myself. I hadn’t seen him in so long, and now that I thought about it, Pitario crossed my mind more than Jacob had. What was wrong with me?! I couldn’t love Pitario! I hardly knew him. It’s not like I knew Jacob either, but… Jacob and I had been dating ever since I was 14. He told me we had done everything together. Was I just supposed to drop that and go to someone I hardly knew just because of this ‘bond’ I felt with him? I just wanted to hit my head against a wall.
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