The Emerald Pendulum

{03} Inner peace

Chapter 3: Inner peace.

Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow- Shakespeare.

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Dylan and I left the school premises right after we bid Talia a goodbye, left to ourselves now we chatted a while.

"So how's the team like, you know under Spike's tenure?." I quirked my brows and winced under the daylight.

"Uhm what can I say, I'm the King of the theater so technically y'all are under my reign!." Dylan joked.

I nudged him with my elbow. "Jerk!."

"But seriously though..."

"Yeah it's cool, as long as he isn't as sexy as I am and I still have all the girls in theater tripping over me, then we are cool." Dylan said.

"Oh God." I groaned, rolled my eyes and did the face palm.

He just laughed at my expression and kept rambling on.

I would never get anywhere with this jackass.

But you still love him... The voice in my head reminded me.

I just pushed her out without letting the thought linger.

"I dunno but he kinda gives me this sinister vibes ya know!." I told Dylan who wasn't evening paying attention to anything I was saying.

"As long as you are by my own side and not his... Spike and I are-" Dylan kept talking.

"Ugh!." I groaned loudly interrupting his statement.

I glared at him and doubled my pace.

"Hey what did I do?." He called after me as he raced behind me to keep up on the sidewalk.

"Okay, I hear you now..." He sighed in defeat as I didn't turn back or say another word.

"Spike is a great leader, just give him a chance, at least he has one of the things you care about a lot at heart..."

Wait is it my imaginary ears or is Dylan actually being reasonable?. The voice in my head joked.

Oh you heard that? Well I heard it too!. I replied and smiled cocky to myself.

"So that's it... you're not going to say anything?." He finally got to my side.

I kept walking but then he gripped my shoulder and pinned me too the spot.

"Let go!." I tried to shrug out of his firm hold but he was too strong for me.

Looking straight into my eyes, he said...

"Look Hazel!..."

Oh how our stomach flutters when he calls us that...

Okay the voice in my head is getting creepily annoying.

Shut up Hannah!, You don't even have a stomach!.

But come on, I know you really like it too when he calls you... I mean us, when he says 'HAZEL'.

Yeah whatever, just shut up I am trying to listen to this new reasonable Dylan!.

Don't worry I'm not crazy, just this mind things you know.

"... I know you're going through a lot right now, but it doesn't mean some guy is bad because he is your replacement!." Dylan said bluntly.

Ok so it's not just reasonable Dylan, there's also blunt Dylan!.

"Fine, whatever you say Dylan." I gave up.

Maybe Spike wasn't so bad after all.

"See you tomorrow Hazel, I hope you've got some new tricks for us tomorrow." He winked and waved me before disappearing around the corner to his house.

In case you're wondering why he calls me hazel, it's because of my eyes, I've got shinny hazel eyes and I think it's kinda cute how he says it.

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On getting to my home, I noticed a certain discreet vehicle parked in the front, I increased my pace, climbed up the small flight of stairs, I met a man and woman who were modestly dressed in office wears standing on our porch.

"I'm sorry what's going on here?." I questioned.

"Hi!, I'm Kane and this is my colleague Sandra..." The man said to me as he gestured to the lady by his side.

I nodded.

"We are from Child Intense Care Service, CICS." He added and showed me his ID.

"What brings you here?." I wasn't in the mood for whining.

"We are here to pick up, Molly Valdez, she lives here..." The lady chipped.

That's my sister. I gasped quietly, this can't be happening, no one is gonna take Molly away from me, not a chance...

Before I could do or say anything, the next thing I knew, our front door was squeaking open.

My grandma was wheeling Molly out. What the hell is happening?.

They are taking Molly away... The voice in my head exclaimed.

"Here sign this!." The man extended a file and an ink pen to my Grandma.

She won't right?.

She hesitated but then...

She took it!.

"Grandma what are you doing?, You're giving Molly away?." I was already flaring up.

Grandma didn't say anything, she just looked at me with pleading eyes and then started crying.

My own tears were already close now.

"Grandma please!." I yelled as she was about to sign the papers.

I flew past the service workers, gripped Molly's wheelchair protectively and said...

"You are not taking my sister away from me!." I glared back at them.

Just when I thought I had everything under control, Grandma signs the papers and hands it over to the man.

I literally felt my heart sink inside of me.

"Grandma noooooooo..." I felt defeated but I still held unto Molly's wheelchair.

"You'll have to let go now Miss." The lady said calmly.

I shook my head as a tear slipped off my eyes.

"No please!, I'll do anything." I begged.

"I'm sorry Miss but we aren't acting on our own basis, someone called and said she wasn't receiving the right treatment, it's our duty to ensure, she survives this!." The man explained.

"Someone called?."

"That's confidential!."

Without further ado, the lady took custody of Molly, everything was happening so fast, I didn't know what to do.

The lady wheeled Molly to their vehicle, I tried to chase after her but I felt a strong pair of hands holding me back.

"Let me go." I struggled, kicked and fought as the Man pinned me on the spot.

"No!, Molly!." I yelled after.

The man finally let go as Molly was secured in the vehicle.

I ran immediately his grip eased.

Screaming and tapping on the vehicle's window as I cussed into the air, the lady casted me a pityful look and smiled sadly.

"Don't take her away..."

"Molly." I sobbed, her name now sounded my pins on my tongue and poisonous arrow in my heart.

They all and only brought pain.

Where is the voice in my head when I need it?.

I'm sorry. I heard a gentle whisper inside my head.

Great!. Even Hannah has deserted me.

While I was still tapping at the window, the vehicle breathed to life and rode out of sight in seconds.

I ran after it for some seconds until the driver sped off.

Immediately the car was out of sight, I sank to my knees on the driveway.

This would have been a great time for the voice in my head to tell me, 'a car might run me over'.

But right now, I could careless. The only reason I was still having the fire to keep living was just taken away from me.

This world is so cruel.

Right there on the spot, I dug my nails into the harsh hot coal tar and sobbed loudly. Wailing in pain and wishing everything might just pass away.

"Maya I'm sorry, this is for the best." Grandma said as she placed firm hands on my shoulder, her voice was choked from tears.

I shrugged out of her touch. Something I have never done before.

"This... This is all your fault!." I croaked out.

I turned around and I stared at her straight in her eyes and then ran back into the house leaving her to herself.

Picking my bag off the porch, I ran straight to Molly's room, her dress was laying on the bed, I picked it up, inhaled her scent and continued sobbing.

Am I cursed?.

What happened to wishes getting fulfilled?.

What's the use of having an enchanted pendulum around my neck, when it can't even help me?.

Everyone believed I was a child of promise, but now I'm certified I am cursed.

My Dad is dead because of me, so is my Mom, and Miles... And now Molly.

Why me?.

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Maybe this is the best way, once this is over, I will no longer feel the pain again and neither will I have to wish for anything ever again, after all where I'm going to... Wishes are made to pass even before we wish for them.

I ran my thumb over the writing on my wrist.

What did this even mean?.

Probably just a note to warn those around me that... I am cursed!.

So much for believing in the spirit realm or believing I was special.

So much for my wishes...

So much for wishing, it'll all be okay one day.

So much for wishing to hear Molly's voice some day...

Life isn't just for me.

Closing my eyes...

I gently slid the sharp surface of the kitchen knife over my wrist.

I gasped as I felt the first pinch. I gulped and sighed to gather the courage to finish what I started.

"It's gonna be okay, by the time you wake up Maya, it'll all go away..." I whispered to myself.

I pushed the knife deeper and gently pulled it, I stopped when I got to my vein.

Breathing in and out as I felt blood dripping off my fingers.

"It will all go away..."

You'll be with your mom, Dad, and Miles once again... I heard a very distant, unfamiliar and snaring voice in my head.

I pulled it across, and the pain made me yelp as tears escaped from my eyes, smearing my mascara.

The other wrist, do it for Miles... Miles... Miles... Miles...

The voice just kept echoing in my head.

I whimpered and then holding my wrist out, I slid the knife across as swiftly as I could.

The deed was finally done.

Fatigue washed over me and my head started spinning, not able to hold myself on my feet again, the knife fell off my hand first and then I collapsed to the ground.

I could feel the life draining out of me slowly and slowly.

I could feel my heartbeat slowing down as I felt blood plop out of my wrist and spill all over the ground.

Finally... Inner peace!.

My eyes flickered for a second...

I saw a green light.

I felt my heart beat one last time...

The light dimmed.

And then...

Everything went black.

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