Chapter 5
I was so shocked I nearly fainted actually I think I did, fall back and bang my head on a tree root. I woke up about two hours later and looked towards the lookout stump to see if anyone was on guard. Fortis was given the honour on such an awkward night. But he wasn't looking towards the trees where the guard is meant to be looking, gosh he's looking at me. Thoughts go rushing thought my head, did he see me, is he upset about my reaction, why did he have a crush on me in the first place. But these thoughts are disturbed by a kind "So your awake, I'm so sorry about my announcement yesterday" he whispers with a smile. I wasn't paying attention I was too focused on the fact it was the next day.
"That was yesterday?" I say sounding a little stupid.
"Yesβ¦" he mumbles so quietly I didn't catch the last bit, sweatshirt, no, sweathurt, no, sweetheart is that what he just called me. I filled with rage but this was a rage that I just couldn't put my finger on. Suddenly I blurted out
"You called me sweetheart, SWEETHEART!?" but luckily nobody else woke up. Fortis was giving me a strange look, this made me blush, I wasn't even sure he actually said that. "Oops" slips out of my mouth, great I think, me and my big mouth.
"I'm sorry" he whispers with tears in his eyes. He must be the most wimpish person I have ever met and I thought Spirit Warriors were not the cry baby type but since it was me that has caused this I shoot over to his side to comfort him.
"Hey" I say feeling incredibly dumb as I sit down onto the dirt, leaves and twigs that surrounds the bottom of the stump.
"Hi" he replies, "You should go back to sleep, one you need it and two it's cold".
"No, you need to sleep, since you aren't the one that has been unconscious for the past like, two hours" I say angered by his mini speech that most likely is to get me away from him but it sort of slips out in the wrong way. "Go back to bed, Parva" he says sharply. This annoys me and the most unthinkable happens, I stand up, lean over and kiss him gently on the lips. Quickly without thinking I slip back to my bed that is just two itchy blankets. As I drift off to sleep there is only one thing on my mind and that is, do I actually love Fortis?
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I am Ellenor, I am 12 years old. My hobbies are listening to music, choreographing dances and writing parodies to my favourite songs. My fave genre of book is fantasy. I enjoy the Hunger Games (I have read it twice it a row), The Lord of the rings, The Hobbit and Harry Potter. I am so sorry I can't be a better writer and poet but I try my best. I just do it anyway because it is the perfect cure for boredom.
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