It had been a long day; the longest Eddie had ever seen. His trip with Catherine had lightened his head. He walked to his kitchen and prepared supper. He had decided to make a light meal since he had had more than enough when he met Anna earlier. His meal was taken quickly and before long, he was on his bed finding sleep. Just before he slept, he heard a loud wail. This made him jump out of the bed because he was sure the wail had not come from outside but from his head.
"Jane, is she in trouble?"
The voice he had heard he knew belonged to Jane, his former girlfriend. He also knew she was the only person who could transmit her voice to those in her mind no matter where they were if she was hurting. For her to wail so loudly, he knew the trouble she was in was in no way light. He stretched his hand to pick his cell phone but decided that that would not be the right thing to do at this moment. He looked for his jacket and after he was in it, he dashed out of the house and took the first taxi he met.
"To Pilgrim Street, house number fifteen." Eddie directed as soon as he sat on the vehicle. The vehicle found its way to the dark sky immediately and it was not long before they were in front of house number fifteen.
Eddie did not even care about the amount of money he gave the driver as he rushed to the house. The door to the house was half open as he pushed his way in. Jane's door never stayed open once dusk fell, finding open made him panic. He was welcomed by her scent making him believe albeit weakly that she was in. To his disappointment, after searching the entire four-roomed house, she was nowhere to be seen. He could not call her because he had seen her cell phone on her bed as he searched for her.
The things along the path from her bed to the entrance to the house were disordered, a clear indication of a struggle towards the door. He walked to the neighbors' houses to ask of her whereabouts but just like him, they knew not what had happened. This got him panicking. He went and sat on her bed to think of what to do when sleep caught up with him and minutes after he sat on that bed, he was soundly sleeping.
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Canya had hardly slept the entire night. When dawn came, she had cleaned herself quicker than she usually did so as to arrive in class early. She knew she would finally know if he was dead or not. He was never late for class and going there early would give her an opportunity to talk to him before anyone did. As she waited, she saw Loreen walk in with a long face.
"I explicitly stated that what happened yesterday was to remain between us, why did you tell someone?" She walked to Loreen with a glare.
"Are you sure? As far as I can remember, I have not talked to anyone since we parted yesterday." Loreen gave a mocking smile but Canya was not ready for this. She lifted her hand to point at Loreen. Then she said, "That was the biggest mistake you ever made. I regret losing him, but I will never regret losing you."
"Then I embrace my fate. My only regret is realizing this late that I lay my trust on a snake. However, I am glad that at my death, I witnessed the stupidity of my murderer." Loreen looked at Canya with a calm smile as a form of pale energy left Canya's hand towards her. She knew, when it landed, she would be no more. When it was just three inches away, she closed her eyes to wait for what was to come.
A minute passed and nothing happened, making Loreen open her eyes to find out why. When she did, blood was trickling from Canya's lips. Her face was pale and eyes wide open. This caught Loreen by surprise making her turn involuntarily. She found Miss Kellen standing with her hands folded before her chest and a side smile decorating her beautiful face.
"Canya, clean yourself up before anyone finds you looking like a zombie in class."
She threw a hand towel towards Canya and left. Loreen was still standing there, confused as she had never been.
"This is not over, Loreen. I do not know what she has done to counter my attack but I promise you, it is not over." Canya wiped herself and went back to her seat.
Loreen found hers behind her and for the next ten minutes that they were the only two in class, soundlessness had sat with them.