Fate by Jadyenne Remkes (best ereader for comics TXT) 📕

head on my chest.i hold her to me as she cries a sad confused scared cry. i didint know what else to dowe sat there unmoving for a few minutes until the first period bell rangand people rushed out of the lunchroom doors. Students on their way to clas looked up in suprise and amazement, when they saw us in the tree. normally Radella would have hid, out of sight, so that no one could see, but this time she seemed elsewhere.

(Four,David)
i followed Riely into the tree where Radella was crying. i knew her pain, as well as if it were my own. for i was scared too, scared of my undeniable feelings for Riley, nad my connection to all of them. i didkint know what i was supposed to do.
i could see Ian, appraochign the treeas he spotted RAdella. he loved her, i knew it, he knew it, Rielt knew it, hell people who didnt want to belive it knew it. but did Radella know it? i wasnt sure, everyone could tell, the way he looked at her when she wasnt looking. i was the same way with Riely, but she knew, we both knew, that we loved eachother. we had no secerets. i touch her back, to comort her, f it would have been anyone else touching her back she would have flinched. but she knew it was me, and she didnt. sometihng was wrong here, i could feel it in my heart, my soul. something was comming, and i had a feeling that the others felt it too.
Riely and i were changed with the incidences in otherworld, but not like Ian, and especially not like Radella. more so Radella. i was worried about her, so much.

(Five,Radella)
when everyone was gone i jumped from the tree, and walked in a direction certain to lead me nowhere. i walked with the little dignity that i had left, until i felt someone touch my arm. I tried to ignore it and keep walking because i knew who it was.i was all i could do to stop from crying all over again.
"Radella, stop." a voice calls to me, Ian. i didnt know if i wanted to turn around, but i did. i looked up in to his dark eyes. full of emotion that i couldnt read. he looks back at me, silent and unmoving. "we need to talk." he talls me. fighting back a pun filled smile. "so?" i demand, "it doesn't matter." he blinks rapidly in suprise. " i am only happy when i look at you, twirling your hair, listening to music, getting in your car to drive home. the way you look when you read." he tells me, i am confused and surprised. "such passion you have for your words, verbal and written,as so many have found out. you speak your mind, and you let no one stand in your way, although you put yourself at a low standard, and i still dont get that about you. " he continues,and tears swell up in my eyes. Everything he said was so sweet, so emotional. We had both made mistakes that set us apart, but we always found our way back to each other. I needed space though. After what we had to do, i need time. Ian reaches forward to touch my face and pulls me close. I squeeze my eyes closed and pull away. "Please, no." I can not let him kiss me. to my surprise he lets me go, and I run, run home.

I thrust open the door to see Seth talking on the phone at the mahogany dining table. He throws me a confused and concerned look. I shake my head and proceed to my room. Being the only one that I had talked to since returning here, Seth had to deal with all my drama, and this was too much for me, let alone him. I close the door and turn to face my room, it was small and simple. A bed with cotton sheets, and a thick black comforter, black painted walls and silver rugged hardwood floors. I had a dresser with my TV on top of it, collecting dust for how much I used it. I sit on my bed and it creaks weakly, I open the top drawer of my bed side table and remove a box that might have looked like it held jewelry, but it did not. Inside was the charm book from Alara, my mothers necklace, and the thick silver and gold chord which had once held my and Ian's arms together. Tears well up in my eyes as I remember the day, and before I can brush them away Seth opens my door. "Open up Sparrow, what happened?" I know that I have no choice but to tell him. "Ian, he tried to talk to my and kiss me, but every time I think about him, I think about..." Suddenly my mouth feels like an entire cup of cotton balls, my throat swells up as I choke on the tears. Seth touches my arm but it doesn't comfort me as much as it used to.

(David)

"She just walked away?" I ask, and Ian shakes my head, biting into a piece of my hanburger. "No, man, she RAN away. There was nothing relaxed and walkish about her manner of escaping my presence." I touch him on the shoulder comfortingly and take back my burger. "I'm telling you, she's scared. Can you IMAGINE what she is going through. I mean, loosing your only child to a demon in a separate dimension, and not being able to find a way back in to save her, and not to mention that her mate, or husband or whatever is kissing bimbos and then trying to get all comfy with her meanwhile all she sees when she looks at you is the child she lost." He gives me a patronizing glare, and taking the food back. "Dude, you have thought about this way too much." I laugh, "No, that came straight from my Riley quote book." I shake my head and then slam it against the diner table. "Well, what should I do?!" He yells at me, perhaps thinking that he would make me think faster. "You just have to let her know how you feel in the most dramatic way possible." "How?" He asks, and a very amazing idea pops into my head, I grin, and lean close to him. "I have an Idea." "Now I'm worried." He says.
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Publication Date: 05-03-2010

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Dedication:
To my cousin, who showed me its allright to be in charge. thanks Anthony.