Reaching Venus

Rejection

Ian

Waking up once the pixie dust was out of my system was a b***h. All the nasty feelings returned full force. My heart ached in my chest and I couldn't find it in me to get out of bed. At this point there was no way Venus didn't know I wanted to see her. And she had time to calm down. I had to face the very real possibility that she would never want me. But I also knew that without her my life would be empty, meaningless. After all she was the only reason I was even alive. Taking care of the earth was just a placeholder for taking care of her.

Suddenly something inside me told me to turn my head. When I did there was her perfect face in my doorway. I gasped. Impossibly she was even more perfect than I had remembered. I wanted nothing more than to hold her in my arms. But i knew that wasn't going to happen.

"Venus, you're here. I thought... well. Um I came to see you. A few times actually." I stumbled over the words.

She let the door swing open a little more and crossed her arms over her chest,"I've been busy. In case you forgot there is something out there killing faeries and we have no idea what it is."

"I didn't forget. It's just that I have something important I wanted to talk to you about."

She rolled her eyes as she said ," Yeah sure. More important that the lives of every single faery. I was wrong. You're not a jerk, Ian. You just dont care about anyone but yourself."

I opened my mouth to tell her that she was wrong. That I cared about her more than anything in this world. But that isn't how I wanted to tell her. I had been hoping this would be a special moment, not one born of anger. So instead of saying anything I closed my mouth and opened it again, looking a lot like a fish I'm sure.

"That's what I thought" Venus grumbles before turning and running down the stairs.

I groaned and dropped back on my bed. I wanted to show her how I felt but clearly she hated me. But I had to try. I jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs, hoping to catch her. When I got down the stairs though it was only Molly waiting for me. She hugged me and offered a cup of tea. I drank it greedily, hoping it would get rid of the lingering effects of the pixie dust.

"Listen, tonight I am going to see Kaelin. Hand me your phone so I can program the number to call if you need me " Molly extended her hand to me.

Molly had her own phone but left it at home when she was with Kaelin. She didn't like anything to interrupt their time together. I placed my phone in her hand, knowing their was no use arguing. She programmed the number so i would just have to press the number 3 to get in touch with her.

"Maybe you should stay home today." She suggested.

I chuckled bitterly and asked, " You mean instead of stalking a girl who hates me?"

" She doesn't hate you. She asked the council if she could take you out to look for your person. Obviously Mary said there was no reason to do that, but it's a good sign. It shows she wants you to be happy right?"

"I guess..." I grumbled.

Barry came through the front door at that moment. He slammed the door behind him and glared at the two of us.

"Do you two never get callings? Have they all passed on to me or something?" He snarled.

Molly shrugged. Thinking about it she never did talk about her callings, but I just figured she took care of them quietly.

"I've been ignoring them" I smirked.

It still brought me a small sense of satisfaction to see Barry so irritated.

Barry ignored me, asking " Does anyone know how I can get in contact with Venus Morningstar. I'd rather not drag multiple elementals to deal with hot springs."

Molly and I looked at each other.

"What is going on with you two?"

Molly spoke up, "I can give you her number....but make it quick. Venus is taking the night off. She's been running herself into the ground."

Great now my sister and my brother would be getting quality time with my soulmate and I just get insulted before she runs away from me. I pushed my way past Barry and stormed out of the house. I guess Venus and I both got a bit of that flair for the dramatic.

I took a deep breathe and made another attempt at calling Venus myself. As expected the call went straight to voice-mail, as all my calls the past week had. Instead of leaving a message I hung up and sent a text to my pixie dust supplier instead.