~Vaela
"I don't like him."
Collapsing down onto the couch, I tug a blanket over myself, glaring at Will. I’m too distracted by this strange feeling of loss that has settled within me. It feels wrong to have left the cave, to have left Hale.
"You're not meant to, he's a Sin,” Eyla responds, pushing past him to come sit next to me on the couch.
Will’s jaw is set in a firm line, a distasteful look swirling in his eyes. "The fact that he was acting like he was going to see you again, Vaela."
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~VaelaVaguely, the sound of knocking on the front door can be heard past my hateful staring up at the ceiling, yearning for those moments I took not being sick for granted.“She’s in the bedroom," Eyla murmurs.She sounds so far away, and yet so close. Despite all the throwing up I have done, the dizziness still haunts me, my vision spiralling wildly. Time no longer makes sense. Days could have passed for all I know.A figure appears at the doorway, the edges of them slightly blurry as I sit up a little more to observe them. Hale.
~VaelaConsciousness, for once, greets me sweetly.Blinking blearily, I look up into large brown eyes staring down at me. "Eyla...""Good, you're awake. I was starting to worry." She rests her hand against her chest, like she had been literally sitting over me monitoring my every breath, which I wouldn't put past her.I sit up, letting her adjust my pillows behind me. "Where's Hale?"
~Vaela"Do you have to leave?"Clinging to Eyla, I rest my head against her shoulder. After a few days, Eyla and Will have to return home for their own commitments, and although they can come back soon, I'm devastated.Alone again with Hale? The thought haunted me all last night, leaving me restless and without much sleep.Eyla pats the side of my head. "Trust me, I don't want to.""Neither."
~VaelaI run, terrified.I'm being chased, shadows nipping at my heels, licking up my legs as I flee. My shoulder smashes against doorframes, my entire body knocked about as I search around for an escape. I'm going to be caught, and gutted, and my last breath will be made in this dark, inescapable cave.As I wade through the darkness, I can't restrain my harsh breathing, desperately trying to find an exit.All of a sudden, two arms appear from the shadows, hands grasping both of my shoulders, stopping me in my tracks.
~VaelaAdria’s aged hands are searing hot as they clasp either side of my face.My gaze focuses on her one milky eye, before my vision goes cloudy, and I'm staring into an ivory mist. I jolt back, but her sharp fingernails dig into my skin, holding me in place."Calm girl. Accept the process." Her raspy voice sounds distant, puncturing the void I have been plunged into. Anxiety swells in my chest, my throat tightening, but I still, splaying my sweaty hands out over my thighs."I see a lot of uncertainty in your future." Her faint voice drifts throu
~Vaela"Ugh, I bet he fucks so good."My head snaps to my friend next to me, who sits back against the headboard, admiring Hale through a gap in the door. He is merely minding his own business in the other room, flicking through a book mindlessly, Eyla’s observation having come out of nowhere.I tap her arm with the back of my hand. "Eyla!""What? I'm just speaking my mind." She rubs her arm, her suggestive smile lingering.Now that the brutal,
~Vaela I’ve forgotten what freedom feels like. Now that I’m amidst it, I’m sitting like a fool, staring into a swarm of people. Some dance, others just drink and mingle. Not long ago I would be immersed in the throngs, but now, I watch on warily, painfully aware of my own mortality. Nudging Eyla, I point to a particularly adequate looking man. “I like the look of him.” Truthfully, I’m suddenly hyper aware of how mundane normal Immortals look. Seeing Hale everyday has poisoned my sense of normality, and now I’m concerned I’m going to struggl
~VaelaMy fork drags noisily across my plate as I push my dinner around mindlessly.Hale hasn’t so much as glanced up. He’s impossible to irritate.Finally he sighs, resting back in his seat, meeting my gaze. "You going around and touching strangers isn't going to work anymore."We’ve only stewed on last nights failure for a few hours, and it seems both of us are defeated. In hindsight, the chances of me finding my mate in a sketchy bar was slim."Why not?" I mutter drily."The chance of you finding your mate like that is near impossible. It's too dangerous," he decides. My stomach twists. He's confirmed all the doubts that plagued my mind all day today.I tap my fork against my lower lip. "So then what?""So, we wait. If you're meant to run into them, you will." Hale's gaze is sharp, monitoring me.Wilting into my seat, I discard of the utensil onto the table, defeated. Hale is the only person I can feasibly run into here, so I'm out of luck."Can't do that like this." I motion aroun