Where The Wind Blows

14

"I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!!" I raise my voice with anger. "I CAN HEAR YOU AND THE OTHER SETTLER!"

Steven pushes me behind him and busts the door down and I see Natalie Whitehall trying to shield Lawrence Holloway, hoisting a pistol, pointing it at us.

"Hand her over," the woman pulled out a pistol from her dark blue bag which she was carrying. "then you won't die. Nor will she."

"Why? Why are you here?" Nat snarled at me, still holding her shotgun in her hands.

I load my pistol. "She is someone important to me... very important-"

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT HER!" Nat yells. "L, RUN! NOW!"

Lawrence flees the building and I didn't want her to escape but she does. I point the gun at Nat but then guilt tugs at me and I put the weapon back down.

Steven roars at me in anger. "Give it here!"

I give him a glare, saying that I am in charge of this operation but it is too late, he grabs the pistol from my bag. I try to take it out of his grasp but his grip is firmly locked on the handle. So I try to divert where he is trying to aim.

"RUN!!!" I scream at Nat but she remains stationary, now pointing her weapon at Steven.

He pulls the trigger.

And the bullet shoots out, tearing through the layers of clothing and skin.

Nat gives me a sorrowful look before collapsing onto the floor, blood spilling out of her chest.

The bullet hit between the ribs. She wouldn't have survived that.

*

"Jeanine?"

I thought we were back at when I first had the flashback. But I am still here, sitting beside Lawrence. On the arm of by whicker chair, a piece of paper is folded into uneven quarters.

I unfold it and read through the letter.

"Lawrence is alive.
But she has discovered a deep secret which no one had found.

She is our only hope.

~ Your friendly neighbourhood Adam Wilbur Brown"

I look up and I see Viola standing by the frame of the door. She looks like she is about to leave but she just remains there, hand pressed on the white frame.

"Viola..." I whisper underneath my breath, trying to hide a blush underneath my pale skin.

She walks towards me, kneeling before me. "I am sorry I doubted you..."

I can see Viola's green eyes reflecting in the light. She gives me a gentle smile and she tucks a thumb by my face, rubs my cheek gently.

"Come on. Lawrence is alright. She will wake up tomorrow." Viola encourages me.

I look back to my sister and then I stare at Viola. "Okay then..." I stand up and I look down to Viola. "If only I can see her early tomorrow."

She smiles. "Of course..." and she leads me out of Lawrence's room.

My heart will not stop racing and I don't think her's is slowing down either.

We enter her room and I can see a crimson red wall, centre of it is a white. The carpet is printed with the Eclipsed Hippogriff on the left, the Solar Dragon on the right and what binds them both together is the Lunar Phoenix's wings.

She sits down on her bed and stares at me.

"Don't worry. Check the wardrobe to your right,"

And I do.

I see clothes which seem like they fit me perfectly. One of which is a red and black dress which could fit a 6 foot person.

I pick it out and I can not stop staring at it. The silk is the most smoothest thing I have ever felt in my life.

"Saw it in New Elizabeth. Planning to get it for my mother but she died as soon as I got home."

I frown. "I'm sorry for your loss."

Before I found out Lawrence was my sister, I would not give two shits about Viola Redwood's mother dying. I wouldn't care.

But I feel sympathy towards her.

My mother died.

I only had my father.

Until I saw her, kidnapped her and I wanted her gone.

I knew she was bad news.

But I never had a family bond like Lawrence and I...

It seems like Viola and her mother was close too.

I go into the alcove and quickly get changed into the dress.

I come back out and Viola smiles at me. She pats on the bed and so I do like an obedient dog with their owner.

She coils her arms around me and falls on her pillow, dragging me down. I am stunned by her actions but quickly... Ever so quickly: I grew comfortable in this position.

Emerald meets hazel.

Tanned meets pale.

Brunette meets blonde.

Female meets female.

We get close to each other and our lips brush against each other.
Slowly, we pull apart. Both smiling but then I reach for her buttons on her collar and she reaches for the zip on the back of my dress.

Undoing out clothes and again, we kiss but this time, hungrier than before. We undress and we press against each other.

Viola reaches for a button beside her and presses it.

CLICK.

The door is locked so that's good.

We make eye-contact once more and we kiss again. I feel her hands run down my back soothingly.

Okay. Remember me saying that the dress is the best feeling?

Scratch that.

This is better.

So this is love...

If so...

Then I like it.