I'm gonna drag you right down to the bottom.
"Where have you been Sylvia?" It takes all the strength in me not to fall as I approach them.
"You guys won't believe me even if I told you" I hunch back to take a breather as I replay what just happened.
"My heart won't stop beating frantically"
"Huh? Did you say something?" I stand up shaking my head
"So how did the tour go?" They both groan, slouching as we head to the cafeteria camp.
"What happened?" I ask despite myself.
"The guest's associates came while the actual guest went somewhere" Isa rolled her eyes picking a bun.
Could it be? I shake my head dismissing my thoughts. How could yohan be our guest? Sure he's a very rich man no doubt–even though I know nothing of his networth.
But I hardly believe he will be here, in nature!! Although. He did bask in it's glory.
"Sylvia you're holding the line" I swiftly apologised to the girl who knows my name before picking whatever my hands could reach
We head to a table in the far corner where you can see everyone and everything while you seem almost invisible.
"Now I know why we have no friends." Isa comments under her breath before looking at me. "Is this what you're gonna eat?"
I look down astonished to find an apple, a protein bar and a bottle of water. Just great. I nod to them as I happily take a bite of my apple.
They chuckle making comments of my character I was paying no heed to because I was gazing at the same man who made such a brazen statement.
We kept looking at eachother as if no one else was around– just the two of us. My eyes sting but I have a feeling this isn't just an ordinary gaze, it's a dominance gaze and I can't lose.
"Sylvia!!!" I curse under my breath looking at Isa with a raised brow.
"Thought we lost you there" I bit into my apple a bit harshly imagining it's Isabella's head. I look up to find him no where.
How does he do that? He's such a sneaky little person
"Because you're mine"
I drop the apple in frustration and look to Byron and Isa. "Guys, what does it mean when a person says you're mine?"
Their brows furrow as they consecutively drop their forks. "You're mine?" I nod my head scooching over.
"On what context?" Added she. I sigh looking forward, well I have to tell them if I want their help.
"So Yohan said those words to me" Byron repeated his name while we both nod. I saw Isa mouth the word 'imaginary' to him.
"So?"
"Well, it could mean he probably wants to eat you alive" my eyes widen it would've burst if not for my head.
"Or, maybe it's just some dirty bedroom talk" Byron pitched in and I don't need a mirror to know my face is mortified.
They burst out in laughter showing my face.
"You guys are no use" I huff biting my protein bar.
"Oh come on Sylvia, we know he's not real" Byron tapped my hair.
"Oh he is real, real scary"
"Yeah we'll believe it when we see him" I groan turning around to finish my lunch.
"Children, I bare good news!! The guest is back and is willing to continue, so get ready and meet us at the sage landmark" Isa squeals clapping her hands. It's good to see she's forgotten my problems.
"I heard he's very handsome and tall" a girl in front of us gushes.
"I heard he's slender buy strong" adds the girl close to her. Well seems like people seem to be hearing things.
I gulp down my water before getting up. "I'm gonna shower then use the loo, meet me at the sage landmark" I inform them before going to take care of my body Yohan stripped of its holiness.
"And I'll continue to do so little human"
I turn around to find no one. I huff a sardonic laugh.
"I must be losing it. I think I should just commit self immolation"
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"Hurry up, we're late, we didn't even get to see the guest" Isa rushes dragging Byron who's dragging me.
"Trust me, the guest is my least of concerns" I mumbled. I've been hearing voices of Yohan in my head and the chill in my spine is strong, almost scary.
We reach the long line of students and continue to trail behind them in silence, we then continued walking but I could feel myself getting weak.
What's happening?, is it the small lunch I had? Lack of sleep? What exactly is the problem.
I reach for my forehead to find sweat, yet my body feels intensely cold. It feels like being in Greenland with nothing but socks.
"Sylvia, take off the sweater if you're this hot" Isa suggested and I shake my head, at least I think I did.
I feel the shivers again, it's getting worse and worse; making it hard for me to walk, what kind of sorcery is this? It's like a hot radar outside but an ice room inside.
"Isabella" I call out my eyes hazy and my legs stuck. "Isabella" no answer.
Guess this is how I die– from an unknown sickness in a field trip. I always thought I would die at the age of 80 with my husband by my side.
Guess this is where it all ends. I move my feet loosing my footing. The last thing I felt and saw was a person holding me and a black gaze directed at me.
"Sylvia!!!" A soft sound comes before everything fades into nothingness