His Dark Fairy

Chapter 11: Voices

Avilee POV

I heard the voice again. I sat up up straight in my bed suddenly intensely alert and aware of my surroundings. Her voice was saying my name. I had been laying in bed well past the late hours of the night and much closer to the early hours of morning digesting what Jasmine had divulged to me. Despite being utterly exhausted and drained from everything that happened in the gardens the other night I have had an incredibly difficult time sleeping. I think part of me is on edge anticipating Sebastian’s threats and retaliation. On top of that it doesn’t help that I have been nervous and on edge since Jasmine and I talked in the garden the other night. It feels like I have run through thousands of scenarios in my head about what might be happening and just how it will help me avoid this treacherous wedding. To be honest I don’t even care what is going to happen as long as I am free; free to find my soul mate, my one true love. After the night in the garden and Jasmine’s strange request I decided I should have my bag ready right away so I packed my bag the following morning, faithfully following all of Jasmine's directions. It was strange when I had gone searching for a backpack my father had walked in the front door to find me rummaging through the large coat closet in the entryway. Not even hesitating to cover up my hasteful search, I explained I was looking for a black backpack I could use. He turned and walked to his room, returning moments later with a heavy duty tactical pack. 

“I know it’s not designer, but it’s incredibly durable and waterproof,” he let out light heartedly. “If it will work for what you need then you are welcome to it,” he offered nonchalantly. 

Of course I graciously accepted and skipped off to my room to search my closet after placing a quick peck gently on his cheek to show my appreciation and gratitude. My dad is the greatest. He is one tough and intimidating general, but he also doesn’t pry or ask a lot of questions, which usually means he either already knows what you are up to or honestly doesn’t suspect a thing. I still can’t help but wonder if he knows something is up. He’s been a little distant the last few days, but it’s hard to tell if something is going on or if he’s just been busy with all the security details surrounding the rehearsal dinner and fast approaching wedding. At any rate the important thing was that I found a bag. After having spent most of my day in the closet carefully preparing this bag I had gently tucked it under my bed to hide it. I took my dinner alone in my room and crawled into bed immediately after hoping sleep would find me quickly. I laid in bed consumed by my thoughts until I heard the voice calling my name. I decided to try and ignore the voice and just squeeze my eyes shut forcing sleep to come. Unfortunately the voice persisted, and was relentless. 

“Avilee, library,” the voice whispered melodically. 

“I should go to the library?” I murmur back questioningly. Once again there was no response. I look at the clock, it’s pretty late. If I went to the library I would need to sneak in, but it should be pretty easy since everyone else will be in bed or way too busy with wedding stuff to notice what I am up to. I pause and actually think it over for a minute. I can’t believe I am considering just blindly following a voice’s orders that only I can hear. Maybe I am going crazy, or maybe The Divine Goddess has heard my pleas for true love. It would be the perfect opportunity to search for more information about myself and other fairies like me. I mean just in case Jasmine can’t help me escape this wedding. I am already wearing a baggy oversized sleep shirt and some fleece leggings. I can throw on a simple t-shirt and sneak off to the library. I mean what do I have to lose? I give it one last fleeting thought then spring into action. I wonder if I should tell Jasmine, nah I can work alone more quickly I decide.