Chapter 15
Genevieve
Ector lowers his head as close to my ear as he possibly can, and starts whispering. “Listen carefully now, sweetheart, and whatever you do, do not panic. Castello is holding a bow and an arrow right now, looking for you, us.”
She was lying on the bright green grass with the sun casting rays over her bloody body, which had an arrow sticking right through the chest.
My body immediately starts to twist and turn in his tight grip as the survival instinct kicks in, ready to run for my life. He doesn’t let go of me, making me panic even more. My already panicked breathing gets worse, and louder.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to you. It would help if you could stand the fuck still and calm the fuck down!” He whisper yells into my ear.
I try to calm down but it’s really incredibly hard to control yourself when your life is in danger. My body is shaking, terrified of what might happen. Grabbing a hold on each side of Ector's legs, I tell myself that he’s not going to let anything happen to me.
Woosh
An arrow flies past us, my eyes widening.
Woosh
Castello shoots another one, but this one must have gone in another direction because I didn’t see it fly past us.
“Genevieve, show yourself!” He shouts.
Woosh
He shoots a third arrow.
We stand completely still behind the tree. I hear how Castello starts to murmur for himself, but I’m not able to hear every word he says.
Mission..
Genevieve..
Dead..
After those words, everything goes quiet, too quiet. And then, the strong red light appears once again, lighting up the forest just like before. Then he’s gone, as if he was never here.
Ector lets go of me and I immediately take a deep breath, filling my lungs with air.
“I think he’s gone now.”
“Okay.” I breathe out, my head nodding.
He starts laughing. How can he laugh? Is this funny to him? I just opened up to him about, well, everything, and now he’s laughing?
Staring at him, I make an attempt to get eye contact, not knowing what to feel right now. I feel embarrassed, and angry, and.. Helpless.
When he finally decides to look back at me, I give him the death glare.
“How can you laugh at this?”
“It’s not that serious.”
“Ector, we almost died. I almost died.” I scream with pain in my voice as the panic hits me all over again.
“No, we didn’t almost die, I told you that I wouldn’t let anything happen to you.”
How can he be so sure of that? He can’t control my fate. Everyone has their own and if I’m meant to be shot just like my sister.. Then he can’t do anything about it. Nothing will change if I’m meant to die.
“Sweetheart, everything is okay. There is no need to cry.” He says while putting my head against his chest and strokes my golden curls. “Shhh, everything is okay.”
Him reassuring me feels pleasing. It feels right. I could stay in his arms like this for an eternity.
I push myself off of him, “We can’t do this.”
“Do what?” He asks with a confused face.
“This, you-reassuring-me-thing.”
“What if I want to? What if I never want this to stop. What if I really like you and want to spend all my time with you?”
“These are all what ifs. It’s not you being sure about it, you being sure about how you feel.”
I want things to feel clear. My emotions have always been so strong compared to other fairies and I just don’t want to get fooled because of false hope.
“Should we continue to that waterfall?” I ask him quietly, still so full of all these mixed emotions and thoughts.
“Yes, but we need to be careful from now on. I hope you understand that. Now that we know that Ollie, Castello, whatever, isn’t who he says he is.”
“Yes, I understand.” I like that he’s protective over me.
“Good girl. Let’s go then.” He says, my cheeks turning pink the second the sentence leaves his mouth.
We step out from behind the bright blue tree as quietly as we can, Ector making sure that Castello is really gone.
I notice something in the corner of my eye, it’s one of the arrows that Castello just shot, but missed. But only because he couldn’t see us.
The arrow blade is completely covered by the tree and the feathers at the end of the shaft are in the color of deep velvet red.
Following Ector as he walks through the blue woods, he still won’t let me hold the map for some reason I still don’t quite understand. It’s not like he’s holding me against my will and I’m going to escape. I chose this, I chose to do this with him. And I want him to be able to trust me.
I have no idea what this blue place is and where we’re going, and it makes my body feel uneasy.