Chapter 23 :
What They Told Sabrina
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I ran out of the school in panic, my breath stopping at my throat each time I breathed in. I looked around, I couldn't go anywhere.
What they told me was true. But how could it? It was impossible, things like this don't happen in reality. That's just... Unreal! But what if it was the truth? Then it would explain everything, but how could I believe it?
Questions whirled around in my mind as I made my way to the only place I thought I could hide at: secret place on my side of Nick and I. I could go to the boys' side and hide in that beautiful place with the perfect view, but I couldn't stand the thought of seeing him at the moment. Everything was too overwhelming right now. I balled up on the grass and closed my eyes, wishing I would wake up in my bed, but not all the dreams come true.
Earlier:
It was 5nd of November - three days after the surprisingly peaceful supper - and it was beautiful Friday. At least, I thought it was beautiful. Stars shone out of the every inch of the sky and the moon lighted my way to the boys' side. It was nearly midnight and the coold breeze of air tickled my skin as I walked faster and faster, exiting the gates of girls' side and entering boys'. I don't know why they were left open at night, but it sure did a favor to Nick and I every night; it'd be irritatedly uncomfortable to climb the fence up and down each time.
As I entered his side, I no longer felt that adrenaline rush that I used to feel the first couple of weeks of dating. I just walked like it was the most natural thing in the world. As soon as I cornered to go around the boarding house, I saw him standing there, waiting like always.
He shot me a warm smile and took my hand in his, whispering, "I missed you, babe."
"I missed you, too," I whispered back and with another smile to each other we moved to that brick wall that covered us perfectly. At least that's what we thought. As soon as we were behind it, my back was pressed against the hard surface and Nick's hands were on my waist as he gazed into my eyes deeply, smirking.
"Teasing me, are you?" I asked him, smirking back. He knew I craved his lips and I knew he craved mine.
He smirked some more as I saw his eyes sparkle even in the dark shades of November night, "I love you," he said in a low, charming voice.
I smiled a happy smile, "I love you, too," I said, feeling each word on my tongue before I let them slip.
He smiled back, his previous smirk already faded away as he slowly leaned in and when he was an inch away from my face, he sped up, closing the distance between us in a matter of a second. His lips came crashing onto mine and my body heated up immediately. My arms flew up to his neck, pulling him even closer than before. All the distance between us was closed, every inch of our bodies touching and hugging.
The feeling that comes in the first period of dating usually slowly dissapears, leaving you with the urge to break up. This has happened three times in my past, but with Nick it just didn't work. It's like nature worked different for this case. Each time I kissed him, each time I touched him, it felt like I was falling for him more and more. It just didn't stop. I missed him more every day and I was happier with each night.
His hands were still on my waist, I figured that was his favourite place to hold me and mine was his neck. I could have my arms wrapped around him forever, having my lips on his forever. But the lunges worked otherwise, oxygen was necessary and we had to break apart. His forehead rested against mine as our breaths washed against each other, our eyes staring into each other.
He leaned in again and I leaned right in, our lips connecting once again for a few seconds. Then I felt his tongue trace across my lips, asking for entrance which I gladly give. His taste immediately fills my mouth as his tongue slides in, moving in sync with mine.
Our already exhausted lunges gave up soon enough and we tore apart once again, looking at each other in the eyes like there was no tomorrow.
"I love you," he told me already for the second time that night.
"You've said that," I said, smirking.
He smiled, "I know and I won't stop saying it. Zoe Millery, I love you and there are no enough words for me to explain just how much I love you."
I froze, "I love you, too, Nick," I told him, my voice coming out the softest way possible, "I want you to always remember this. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me so far. I love you."
This moment could have been the happiest moment in my life if only the third voice hadn't spoken, "Just what exactly is happening here?"
The angry voice made both Nick and I jump in surprise a few feet away from him and each other. Looking at the angry man the only thing I could think of was what would happen if they broke Nick and I up. But then I quickly remembered that the only thing they could do was expelling us, which would make dating even easier. So crashing back to reality, I looked the man up and down. He was more than a whole head higher than me and just a little higher than Nick. He was wearing a button up shirt, but his chest muscles were seen even from there. He had dirty blonde hair with a few or grays, since he was in his late 30s.
Nick moved closer to me protectively, standing in front of me as his hand pushed me behind him, but I peeked out.
Nick looked alarmed, "What are you doing here?"
The man crossed his arms over his chest, "I could ask you the same, Mr. Simon. What are you doing here with Ms. Millery?""
"How do you know me?" I asked, stepping from behind Nick.
He looked at me oronically, "I am the head of a commitee for 10 years already, I know everyone."
10 years? How old was he?
"You are in a big trouble, young people. To the principal's, right now!" he said sternly, gesturing towards the school.
Nick tensed, "She's not guilty, it was totally my fault. Would you forgive her?"
"She broke the rules, too, didn't she?"
"No she-"
I cut him off, "You're right, I'm coming with you."
"Of course," the man said, "You are."
"Can I ask who exactly are you?" I asked, irritated from his bossy manner.
"Matthew Davidson, head of a commitee," he said, offering a hand to shake.
I crossed my arms, "We'll get expelled?" I asked without the single hint of fear.
"Probably, now follow me," he said and led us to the school.
I walked with my vision blurred. Not out of tears, but out of nervousness. My hands were balled up in fists at my sides and I had to drag my legs to make them move.
"It'll be alright," Nick whispered in my ear from the back, taking one of my balled hands in his and squeezing slightly.
I nod at him, "We'll date even expelled, right?"
He smiled at me warmly, "Of course, we will, because I love you."
"Stop the drool there," Matthew called out at us.
I ignored him, "I love you, too."
We walked out of the gates and to the left, entering the girls' side. I didn't know what we were doing there, but I wasn't just about to ask.
We walked to the school and entered, going to the study of the principal.
Matthew knocked twice, "It's me."
The feminine voice called out, "Come in," and we entered.
I've never been to this study before. It had wood on the walls for decoration, ancient curtains and lot's of old stuff. The study was decorated in middle-centuries manner and it was the warmest room I've ever entered in whole academy.
"Lovebirds here," Matthew said, sitting down in the corner.
Mrs. Shoo sat with another man I believed was the principal of boys' side.
"Let me guess," Mrs. Shoo said, her strict voice no longer heard as she talked softly, "Boys' side, behind the brick wall."
Matthew nodded. Nick and I exchanged glances, how did she know?
"Sit down," Mrs. Shoo motioned towards the chairs that stood on the opposite side of the table from her and Mr. Rockets. We sat down and she continued, "I will let you stay in this school and don't get expelled if you pass the test."
"What test?" Nick and I asked in unison.
She spoke slowly and carefully, "I want you to explain your feelings for each other. Why are you dating and what is holding you together."
"Seriously?" Matthew asked, stomping on his feet towards us and stopping at the end of the table, "You're doing it again?"
"Yes," answered Mrs. Shoo, glaring.
I understood they were talking about the test where we had to explain our feelings, but everything else was a total confusion to me.
Matthew rolled his eyes and it made him look even younger, "Again? Really? Come on! You won't find them!"
"Pessimism," Mr. Rockets - the principal of the boys' side - told Matthew, "Out."
"Fine," Matthew said, "I'll keep my mouth shut, but you're wasting your time."
Mrs. Shoo sighed and took two simple papers and two blue pens, handing them over to Nick and I. "Write them down here," she said, "And note your name."
"What exactly should we write?" I asked, taking the pen between my two fingers and turning the paper a little on the side, the way it was comfortable for me to write.
Mrs. Shoo shot us a smile before answering, "I want you to explain the way you feel whenever you see each other, talk to each other, kiss... Write down what brought the two of you together and why you are dating. Write what is holding you two together and what you would feel if you broke up."
"B- but," I stuttered, "That's impossible."
I glanced at Nick to see him already scraping some words on the paper thoughtfully. Sighing, I clicked the pen and wrote my name on the page before starting.
Zoe Millery
Love comes unexpectedly, in all kinds. For me it was bumping into some boy in McDonald's. Usual me would curse on the guy and stomp off irritated, but somewhy, I smiled at him. He told me his name and I replied. Even if I never actually thought about it, I liked the guy immediately. We kept meeting and meeting and meeting, and I eventually had a crush on him. I knew he was in my school from the very beginning, but that didn't settle my feelings. I promised myself I wouldn't fall in love, since dating him was forbidden, but I anyways fell. It's like my whole world gets happier when I see him, my life gets better. Even on the worst days, his smile alone can make me forget about my problems. I don't know how can I express my feelings, this is the stupidest task I've ever had. Anyways, it's not butterflies like everyone tells. It's some peace inside of you. It's like if he locks his eyes with you, you'll be complete. His eyes are georgous. Like everything negative is dissapeared, when I see him, I am sure he is the one. We're young, but I'm anyways sure. I want to talk to him every minute of every day, just to hear his voice. His lips are something I crave like a pregnant woman. I could hug him forever. I don't know what would happen to me if we broke up. I need him more than I need air, I'd rather lose myself than him. Even if my feelings for him disappeared, I'd be left with some emptiness inside of me. Because I never actually lived until I met him, I had never felt this kind of thing and not feeling it anymore scares me. He can make my day in a milisecond. I lovr him with all of me and I doubt I'll ever stop. Without him my world would be pointless. I love him so much it's impossible to describe. I can imagine myself losing anything, but him. I could stand losing everyone, but him. I love him like I've never loved anything and there is nothing else for me to say. I breathe by him and exist by him. It's like I'd die if I didn't see him.
I looked up, clicking the point of the pen inside and looking at Nick. He had his task already finished and out on the table and he was waiting for me to finish. Breathing in and out deeply, I put my work on top of Nick's.
"Thank you," said Mrs. Shoo, "Now I'll read yours and we'll decide what to do."
So she's already read Nick's? Just how long have I been writing?
After a couple of minutes Mrs. Shoo went pale as she finished reading. "Matthew, Paul," she called out, "Come and read, now."
Matthew and Mr. Rockets appeared on her sides and started reading. Then they read Nick's work and then they all go pale.
"I told you!" said Mrs. Shoo, "I told you!"
"That's not possible!" Matthew said, "It has to be a mistake!"
Mrs. Shoo smiled widely, "It's not! Look, they both start off by how they first met in McDonald's. Then they both used words 'meeting and meeting and meeting', they both promised theirselves they wouldn't fall in love, but they did! Then, they both say the task is stupid, they say it's not butterflies like everyone tells. Both of them wrote it! Both of them say they are sure they are the ones, even if they are young. I quote, I need him and her more than I need air, I'd rather lose myself than him and her! Both of them wrote it! They doubt they'll ever stop loving each other and they can't imagine losing each other! Matthew, the works are practically identical!"
By the time she finished her speach, my cheeks were bright red and Nick's were a little pink.
"I didn't think I'd meet another one," said Mr. Rockets.
"Could you please explain what is happening?" I burst out, unable to hear them anymore.
"It's complicated," said Mrs. Shoo.
Unable to control myself, I started demanding answers on everything, "Strange things just keep happening since I moved here. Everything keeps going weirder and weirder and I want you to explain everything."
Mrs. Shoo sighed, "This world is not the only one, there's another world, where people are called Silvas. Silvas look just like humans and they live like humans. Except, each Silva has a different soul - different talent, to go easier. Some can control fire and some has telekinesis. In 982 the Silva world that is called Thella got wounded. Nobody knows for sure what happened, it's a big black hole in history.
"Silvas had to send their kids to Earth, only the head Silvas stayed. So they live on Earth now, amongst humans. Vladimir Lestrade was almost a God of that kind. He had all the powers in the world, all the souls. Imagine having millions of souls inside of you, he was a madman, but he was the strongest being ever. He could do anything from mind control to flying. He lasted from 50s to 70s and in 1978 he disappeared.
"Every Silva has a soulmate, but it's not like the soulmates you hear about in TV. Until soulmates find each other, they are fine, but when they do, they get addicted to each other, literally. After wasting enough amount of time together, they can't last without each other - they literally die slowly. Then there is another problem, when the soulmates are together, they lose powers. They are even weaker than the average human, that's why they're better without ever meeting."
"Why are you telling us this?" Nick asked carefully.
Mrs. Shoo smiled, "Vladimir Lestrade, remember? Almost God, that created this Academy for Silvas. I am a Silva, they are Silvas," she said gesturing towards Metthew and Mr. Rockets, "and you are also Silvas - soulmates."
"That's stupid," I say.
Mrs. Shoo smiled again and with a gesture towards the chandelier on the shelf, all the candles lighted up, "I control fire."
"And I control weather," Matthew said, waving at us.
We turned to Mr. Rocket, who waved at us to look around. We looked back to see the chair floating in air, "Telekinesis," he said.
"You are the curer," Mrs. Shoo told Nick, "You can cure everyone from everything, even near death."
The wrist. The bruise. Nick's bandage that cured it in a night. Twice.
"And you," she turned to me, "Can control mind."
"I lucid dream," I blurted out, my eyes still wide, "Why do I?"
Mrs. Shoo shook her head, "Nothing to worry about. It happens to Silvas few times a year."
"But I have them every night."
Mrs. Shoo's eyes go wide, "I will have to review it. And Nick, you shouldn't dream at all."
Nick nodded.
Nick has no dreams at all? What else is here that I don't know?
"Is this what you told Sabrina?" I asked, "Sabrina Hughes?"
Mrs. Shoo nodded, "She also found her soulmate. She was the first one and you're the second."
"What?"
"You don't think only you are dating against the rules, do you? The rule was for keeping soulmates away, but everyone just breaks it. You are the fourth couple that we cought this year. Yet, no one passed the test. No one has ever passed it until Sabrina, and look what happened to her! We almost lost hope about soulmates, but now you appear!"
"Nick bandaged my bruises twice," I said, "They disappeared over a night."
She nodded, "Part of his powers."
"Are my parents the same?"
"No. They got a letter from us, like an ad, we made them believe it was better for their child and they sent you here. That's what we do every time."
"It rained from a clear sky," I now said, remembering the first date of Nick and I. Standing up, I glared at them.
"It could be someone having fun."
Not wanting to hear anything else I turned my back to them and stomped out of the room and out of the school.
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A/N:
OMG we haven't talked in forever! I miss you all so much!
Whaat??? What did I just write in this chaptahh??? Omg yes we're finally there!!! The book's actually going far, isn't it? I've planned so many things! As we know, main characters are never usual and Zoe and Nick cannot be just soulmates... Intrigued? Well, wait til next chapter!
So many things happend over this time that we haven't talked! There's that guy in my class that I fell in love with - love at first sight - three years ago when I moved to that school, so I still love him and he sits next to me for some unknown reason and he is so cute but he's cute to everyone and ahh!!!! I'm going to kill the boy!!! At least I'll stop feeling all confused over him. Damn I love him and he has no freaking idea.
Why am I telling you about my cliche life, again?
Anyways, I've got an A- in Chemistry test and I am so happy!!!! Omg I'm really happy!
I missed you all soooooo much!!! I love each and every one of you guys, remember?? Haven't told you that in a while, but I do nevertheless. I hate that word : nevertheless. It's so confusing to spell. Lol.
What do you think? I'm going to murder you if you don't comment on this one! I've just revealed the whole freaking story and you don't even have the urge to comment? Rude.
I want to thank you all guys for reading this far to the book, it really means a lot.
In the beginning, the clinger's death had to be announced later and this chapter had to come right after the Halloween one, but I decided to put another one in the middle.
The clinger is dead!
They are Silvas!
Whaat??
You know, I'm thinking about publishing another thing like small writenings. In classes, when I'm bored I'm pulling out my notebook that I have for scraping and having fun in boring classes and I start writing some things. And when I get home I sometimes read them and holy shit they are cute!
Anyways, I'd like to catch up more, but I guess I'm making that chapter lenght A/N again, so...
I want to remind my readers, fans and followers that I love them to death! I love you all sooo much!!!!
Until next time...
Love you,
xx
- Leah