The ride home was quiet and gloomy with Phidel's doleful and brooding look. Jerome kept staring at her all along, quite anxious to know what was running through her mind but she wouldn't say anything, not until they get home.
It was around 4:45pm when the cab finally pulled up in front of their apartment. Phidel was the first to glide out of the car, followed by her mother. Sauntering into the house, Jerome rushed to the kitchen for a glass of water whiles Phidel slammed herself onto the sofa, tossing her bag to her left. The house was empty since they were mostly the ones to get home first. "Would you care for some water?" Jerome questioned as she turned the corner to the kitchen."No mum–" She replied, resting her back on the sofa as she stared heavenward like she could see through the ceiling. "Phidel–, Phidel–" a voice uttered softly, making her jerked up. She swiftly lurked around but saw no one. Just then, her mother walked in. The sight of her wi
“I am not the person you're looking for,” Those are the only words Phidel uttered– leaving Rowan more puzzled than before as she dashed off. “If she isn't then who is she and where is the one he is looking for? How are they related ?” Rowan pondered. For goodness sake, he needed clarity which for some reason~ he wasn't, getting. “Phidelia!” he called, rushing after her. Phidel on the other hand hassled down the hallways in her possible best to escape Rowan. She knew she would have to open up to him one day but it was not today. What made her even say what she said? “You're so stupid Phidel,” she mumbled– looking out for Rowan as she hurried the stairs to the main hall. “You should think before you speak.” she huffed. “Phidel!” At that moment, a voice called out to her. Intuitively, she lurked around with a panicked stricken look. For some reason the voice was familiar but that was none of her cousins. Instantly, her gaze settled on a figure approaching a few steps ahead of
“Is it true?” Isla’s voice hit Phidel before whatever she had thought of escaped her lips. Deftly, her gaze went to the former, totally taken aback and puzzled at the same time. “Do you see things we don't?” She quickly added.Phidel who was by herself lost for words; stared at the anxious and curious gazes fixed on her. “Are you going to tell them?” Phidelia slightly nudged her on the shoulder in a whisper as if they could hear– the whole atmosphere tensed up just by their gazes.Truth be said, Phidel had no problem letting the cat out of the bag but then her problem was her cousins; how were they going to take it? Were they going to believe her or just see her as some weird kid as she had always been referred to in her former school. These thoughts raced through her mind as the feeling of standing at crossed roads surged through her.Phidel intently stared at her sister– clearly hearing what was going through her mind. Has she been having this ability for a while? How come she never
Seated in the bus as it rode through the familiar streets, Phidel couldn't help her anxiety– her mind just refused to stay calm. It was like the whole universe was suddenly coming down on her. “Am I busted? Is this how it ends? Did I fail in bringing my sister’s murders to book? Did I fail her the justice she deserves?” This and more questions took turns in her mind as she remained restless. There was no way she was ready to give up, not when she had come this far. “....I need to do something, I’m easily not going to back out.” she said with some degree of certainty– thinking of a plan ‘B’ just in case her anticipation turned out to be right.Phidelia on the other hand, just stayed by her side– casting glances at her at every passing minute. It felt as though she didn't know her sister anymore. If she could wish for something at that moment, it would’ve been for the ability to read her sister's mind just to know what’s running on in there.Nevertheless, the former has also refused to
It was around 4 pm when the cab pulled over in front of the gates of WESLEY HIGH. Just on gliding out of the car, the sound of the bell rang through every corner of the school– announcing the end of classes for the day.Phildel briefly cast the driver a gaze then sauntered off into the school while the cab sped off. As things were, the former had barely spent about 2hours in the school. Scampering into the hallway, she navigated her way towards her class while the others filed into the hallways in groups– with everyone headed towards their various paths. Leaving the entire school in such a rumpus.Just when Phidel was about to curve into the classroom, Claire noticed her. Without hesitation, she dashed off to her.“Hey, where’ve you been?” she questioned which had Phidel cast a glance at her before walking through the door.Claire who wasn’t ready for Tina's trouble lurked into the class for any sign of her before fol
Hurrying through the field with literally no idea of being followed, Tina made her way to a deserted part of the park which was slightly into the woods– carefully watching her steps at every step she took. The atmosphere alone sends that creepy vibes down ones’ spine– the quietness that engulf the area was like that of a cemetery. Phidel on the other hand, followed as quietly as possible– keeping her distance so as not to get noticed.Though she could see every movement and demeanor of the former; the distance between them was vast– giving her enough room to sneak into hiding whenever Tina tried looking out for any stalker. With a successful close-up watch on the latter, she finally got to her destination– making Phidel swiftly sneak behind one of the trees as quietly as possible as Tina glanced back once again.When she was sure she was alone, she knelt beneath one of the trees which she had inscribed an indication on&nd
Lifting her gaze up as she swept away the strand of hair that had escaped from its hold, Tina’s brows intuitively furrowed– meeting eyes on with that familiar gaze. “You?” She muttered, instantly springing to her feet as she snatched the book from him in the process– her displeasure written all over her face. As if on an impulse, she scoffed– rolling her eyes in motion as she tilted her head away then back to the intruder whom she seem really pissed with. “Are you stalking me or something?” She inquired but then as if in realization, she paused for a moment~ narrowing her gaze towards the latter as if she could read through him. “Don’t tell me my Dad paid you for this.”“Hey, hey, wait a moment.” Ethen briefly chuckled, not sure what she meant by that. “What did you mean by paid for this?” He snapped in, his words fading with the smiles in the process. “Let’s first get this right– you bumped into me, not the other way round. Isn’t this the point where you thank me rather?” He added w