Wings & Dreams

Possessiveness

An hour earlier...

I walked home with the three Fae. The sun has been replaced by the moon, which means I've been in the Winter Forest for hours. The streets were already much quieter than before, and flickering flickering lights lit up from inside the hut through the window. Looks like a house that has several tables neatly arranged outside. Maybe it's some kind of place to eat.

Rio kept laughing ria. Fae was very jolly, and he did like to give excessive affection to everyone, one of them was embracing my neck, which he was doing now.

"You're so short" he said with a laugh. I rolled my eyeballs, the more I pulled the hood so I could hide my face. His laughter stopped immediately. "By the way, I haven't seen your face up close."

"It won't happen" I said as I sped up. I could finally see the familiar cottage from a distance. We're almost there.

"So, why are you still here, Rio?" Ask Kei suddenly. The girl turned around and gave a suspicious look. "Don't tell me you want to follow Clara."

"I actually want to see that guy you like" she said with a smile. But I could see the annoyance in his eyes. "That guy called Zeyn, I haven't seen him in a long time."

"Don't fuck around," Kei started glaring at him. "The last time you met him, you almost broke the pillars of Faedemy."

"Kei's right," Dain shook his head. "You always get out of control every time you meet him."

"Oh," Rio scratched his head in frustration. He then sighed in fear. "I promise I won't mess around. I won't get out of control and attack him with fire."

"Fire?" Many confusion. Rio smiled and raised his chin. "My magic, as a Fae Fire." Fae Fire's? Quickly, the wings are red.

"Ha, it's so smart of you," Kei laughed, mocking Rio. "It won't strike with fire, but it's just your fists, right?"

"You know me very well." Rio folded his three fingers and formed a gun, shooting it at Kei. Without realizing it, I laughed at his behavior.

The journey now feels better and quieter. I kept laughing looking at Rio and Kei's debate. My feelings instantly turned 180 degrees as I re-entered the cottage and found Jon in the living room.

***

"So you've only known her for half a day?!" Hardik Jon to me when I was in his room. After a brief introduction that was later followed by Clora's deathly gaze and Rio's disinterest, I immediately pulled Jon's hand and took him away long before there was a commotion between him and Rio.

"Yes" I replied briefly. Jon snorted in disbelief. "You're crazy, Clara. It hasn't been a day and I've got a new girlfriend."

"What?!" I stood up. "Pa-boyfriend? Jon, I-I"

"Stop, Clara." Jon raised his hand, cutting off my conversation. The man rubbed his face from stress. "I don't want to hear excuses from your mouth anymore."

I'm gawking. Again I was made silent by him. Actually I want to tell you all the things that have happened, related by my ability to dream, then the evil Fae who once hurt her.

"Clar!" There was the sound of Rio screaming. "Claras? Can you come here for a second?"

Well, the timing wasn't right, my mind panicked. I looked at Jon, and he just watched me intently. "Come, please come out" she said. He pointed his chin towards the door. "Tell him if you don't want him to go. Please ask him if you want to be accompanied tonight until your feet go limp. Maybe it's even more fun if you can't get out of bed."

"Jon.." I can't even make a sound. "Why do you say that?" I said in a small voice. Never once did I see her so angry, except that time, when I found the same expression directed at Stef.

Stef, my friend who's still in Ratterdam. He must have been panicking because he couldn't find us. Maybe now he's been reporting this to the police, and the posters of my and Jon's faces must have been scattered.

Could they be fighting over the same thing? Could it be that Jon felt jealous and misunderstood, just like I do now?

"Clarah! Zeyn wants to talk to you!" Shouted Rio again. "Hurry back before I get kicked out by him!"

"Zeyn?" Jon laughed without humor. "Well, Clara. You won a lot today." Then he threw himself in the bed and closed his eyes. "Actually I want to take you home, Clara. That black haired sexy girl already allowed me. But if you refuse..." Jon glanced at me. "Maybe I can learn to live here like you. Looking for the big-breasted Fae girls I'm gonna fuck."

"Enough," I'm sick of hearing his words. My heart's been plugged in so many times, and it feels so painful. "You've misunderstood. I'll never-"

"What's? Traitorous me?" Jon laughed again. His laughter disappeared and then his pupils dilated. He scanned my false ears, then swallowed my body shape from top to bottom. Usually I would fall by his hungry gaze, but this time it felt different. "Then prove your love for me. Take off your shirt."

"No!" I refused without thinking. "We've never done that, Jon! I don't want to lose my chastity!"

"It's so innocent of you," Jon licked his own lips. In an instant he touched my hip. "I gave you a chance, and you threw it away." A loud thud filled the room. My body had already hit the wall, and an unbearable pain began to be felt on my back. Soon Jon's hand was on my neck.

"Ukh! Jon! I-" I tried to take off his grip, but he was too strong for me. "You're a liar, Clara. I've been trying to be patient, yet you're just-"

The door of the room was suddenly smashed, and I saw Zeyn who was stretching out his hands. His eyes widened as he saw me cornered on the wall. He moves his arm, and Jon's body is instantly blown away, smashed by the violent winds of his creation.

"Clarah! Are you all right?!" Zeyn checked my condition, not caring about Jon at all. Implied expression of worry there. "What has he done to you?!"

"It's nothing" I said while regulating my breathing. My throat was blocked, but I hid my pain. "We're just fighting normally."

Zeyn didn't believe my words, he just fell silent. Then carry my body out of the room. When I turned to look at Jon's condition, Zeyn immediately slammed the door of the room using his magic, then heard a click on the doorknob.

I was going to protest, but he said it first. "Let him inside. Don't try to go in again."

I would usually deny. Even so, I'm his closest friend. But a whisper in my ear said something else. You no longer have the same feelings for Jon, Clara.