Chapter five
Lola was as excited as a child hearing the blaring tune of an ice cream van, and begging their parents to near insanity for a few pence. Eve and Penny had no choice but to drag her away in fear of what Vlad would do. Penny looked close to tears as they pulled the pink haired girl into the toilets.
“This is amazing!” Lola squealed,
“Amazingly terrible you mean?”
“Oh Lola I'm so sorry,” Penny sniffed, “we’re going to get through this,” someone else watching would have thought Lola was dying with the way Penny embraced the breath out of her, surprisingly so for how unstrong the wolf shifter was.
Eve pulled out her phone, quickly pulling up the group chat titled ‘the misfits’
Eve:
Penny’s arsehole older brother is Lolas' soulmate.
(Immediately a ping sounded as a reply appeared.)
Delila:
You’re shitting me, Vlad!!??
Eve:
The king of dickheads, champion of arseholes and twats around the world, Vlad, future tyrant and dumbfuck is Lola’s soulmate.
Delila:
Damn, i think you forgot title holder for being a wankstain
Eve:
And that. 🤣🤣
Delila:
Poor Lola, how is our manic Unicorn holding up?
Eve:
What do you think, she’s over the moon.
Delila:
I thought it was the cow that jumped over the moon.
Eve:
You’re great at cutting through the bull, get here stat so we can break it to her. 😟
Delila:
Are you sure???
Eve:
positive, it’s Vlad we’re talking about.
Delila:
I’ll be there in 10.
Eve put her phone away, looking back up at Penny who looked as if were going to be sick, as Lola tried to convince her it was a good thing.
“You don’t understand, my brother he’s-he’s not a good person Lola,”
“But he’s my soulmate,” she exasperated, “why can’t you just be happy. Do not want me to be your sister? Is that it?”
Penny shook her head, “no, really my brother is horrible, i know you’ve never been round my house but trust me he isn’t good enough for you.”
“But the goddess chose him for me.” Lola was actually beginning to look a bit angry, which was rare for her.
When Eve had met Lola the year before, she had at first thought her upbeat attitude, and optimistic nature, was a trait of a unicorn. Eve hadn’t had much else to compare too, considering Unicorns rarely left the fairy realm beyond the mountains, much like how the mermaids rarely venture out of the sea (probably due to the lack of water). But Eve's opinion changed when she met Lola's brother, whom she would describe him as death incarnate. He was dark and brooding, with a powerful aura even Eve with no magic had felt, it was imposing and sickening.
She had realised then that maybe Lola had a few screws loosen just as her brother might have a few too tightened.
No one knew Lola was a unicorn, she had blurted it out to Eve, Penny and Delila after a few days of following them around, no one else in the school seemed to tolerate her enough to let her tag along with their own cliques. Probably because she kept bouncing about asking repeatedly ‘where are we going? Where are we going? Where are we going? Can we be best friends?’ the sort of thing you would think if a dog could talk would say. If anything Lola sort of just grew on Eve and friends. (again much like a stray dog would.)
Lola told them in no uncertain terms that her being a unicorn could ever be made public, it was the only time anyone had seen her so serious. She wouldn't tell them why, and proceeded to get her packed lunch out, which contained fizzy pop sweets, syrup covered fried bread with a dusting of icing sugar, a twix bar, chocolate buttons, kitkats and finally cream puffs. It was a given that Lola did not understand the concept of rotted teeth or cavities, nor thought the dentist was a real thing, other than a boogie monster to keep you up at night. That lunch had been the first of many which Eve, Penny and Delila had secretly decided to sneak vegetables into her food.
Lola seemed not to understand the situation, and patted Pennys back, "it's okay, I'm sure you'll find your soulmate soon. I'll help, it can be like a treasure hunt."
Penny sniffled, pulling back, wiping her nose on the sleeve of her white buttoned up shirt. "I'll-I'll pro-protect you Lo-Lola." She stuttered trying to put on a brave face.
Lola seemed not to understand Pennys meaning, "oh good, cause my maths teacher said she'd kick me out if i failed another test."
Without another word the girl spun around in her white pump heels and marched out the bathroom.
"It's like she hears only what she wants to hear," Eve muttered,
"Like we're speaking in two different languages."
The two girls followed behind, heading to the library, where after five minutes of tutoring from Penny, Lola got bored and decided to read her new bodice ripper novel, where a young spinster in one way or anything hooks up with a dead duke, and no not his dead body, (that would be all kinds of wrong, especially with how descriptive the book got at certain places) his ghost i mean.
Delila finally arrived, which unfortunately didn’t help the situation, her trying to explain why Vlad, future alpha and star jock was a bad fit, for upbeat, happy, optimistically crazy, insane, no logic, cries when she drops her pen, (because she had just hurt the pen, yes she thinks pens having feelings) once got her arm stuck in a vending machine for seven hours because she wanted to prove in her own words she was ‘bendy turvery’, Lola. She did not see how a relationship with the uptight, serious, rarely smiled jock couldn’t work.
🦋🦋🦋
By lunch, the three still hadn’t got the massage through to dense, excitable Lola, which made this exceedingly worse, considering when they entered the cafeteria Lola immediately spotted her soulmate. Forcing the three to follow in her happy jumps to his table. Jacob sat beside Vlad and smiled broadly when he saw Eve.
“Hello!” Lola grinned, “wow,” she sat down at the table, “so this is what it’s like to eat in the cafeteria.” Eve took a awkward seat by Jacob, he kissed her cheek in greeting,
“Give me your phone,”
She raised her brows at him, holding her phone protectively against her chest,
He snorted, ‘to give you my number,’ he spoke in her mind. Eve's eyes widened
“How’d you do that?”
“Soulmate bond,” he cockily grinned. Eve rolled her eyes, passing her phone to him. She watched as he typed in his number and name which he called himself ‘your only booty call’
Eve immediately snatched his phone on the side, typing in her number into his long, long list of contacts, putting her name as ‘the only girl allowed in your mind’
They began to chuckle at each other, when Eves main tormentors passed by,
“Is the wannabe fairy bothering you, Jake?” one of the two girls spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice, as if her words were her version of flirting. She pursed her lips, and flipped her hair back, stopping to stand beside him.
“So sad, she actually thinks she’s in league with him,” the other sniggered, curling her hair with one of her fingers, pushing her breast up and close together with her arms, as moving her bulging cleavage close as she possibly could (that would be deemed acceptable in public society) to Jacob.
Jacob frowned, clearly irritated by their words as well as their blatant ‘look how goddess damn sexy i am’ poses. “Did i fucking invite you to talk to me, because frankly your cheap as shit purfume is surfecating me right now,”
The two were shocked, “come on, Jake we didn’t mean it like that,”
“The names Jacob, and stop acting like you know me, because i couldn’t give a fuck what your basic bitch names are. Do us all a favour and piss off.”
They stood agape at Jacob, then passed a glare over at Eve, slauntering off.
But Eve sat there mortified, “Baby are you-” just when his hand pressed on her shoulder, Eve abruptly stood up.
“I-er-i have to go.”
She rushed out of the cafeteria, Penny, Delila and Lola shared a look with one another and nodded, all racing after her.
Eve rushed home, not caring that she still had three lessons left of her day. Delila, Penny and Lola tried to call her back as she headed to the gates, but she didn’t listen. She walked all the way home, glad to see the safety of her building. When she put in the keycode to get in, he began to sob, crying all the way up the stairs to her door. Stepping in, her mum was sitting on the sofa drinking tea and watching telly, surprised to see her daughter home so early.
Eve didn’t explain to Feya why she was there, she just ran to her arms and sobbed.
The comfort of her mum's embrace didn't fade for hours, she felt as if she were a child again crying about how horrible the kids were at school before it became too frequent of an occurrence that she didn’t mention anything unless something truly terrible happened. Eve spilled everything that happened with Jacob and what the two girls had said.
“I’m so used to it, but for them to say that shit in front of him,” Eve closed her eyes letting the fresh tears fall down her cheeks. “It was so humiliating.”
“And how did he react?”
Eve smiled, “he told them to fuck off,”
“Well then, i think that tells us what he thinks,”
Eve shook her head, “insulting me, was insulting him, he only did it to defend himself. He’s probably rethinking everything I said the other night, he’ll regret me now.” he shoulders slumped as her lips quivered.
“He wouldn’t darling,”
“He would, if he had any sense he would.”
Feya frowned, “maybe this really isn’t the best time,” she muttered to herself,
“What do you mean?”
“Nothing, Evie, it’s just-” she stopped herself shaking her head lightly, “no, it’s nothing.” she looked down at her daughter, as she rubbed her red cheeks clean of tears, “i’m making your favourite tonight, and we can watch the hunger of the valley whilst we eat.”
Eve gazed at her mum questioningly, “why? What's the occasion?”
Eve knew better than anyone what it meant if her mum was willing to watch her all time favourite film with her, plus making her famous (well to Eve at least) vegetable, potato broth stew with a secret ingredient, which Feya always called love, but Eve doubted that. It meant she needed to tell her something, something important. Which could vary from their favourite coffee place shutting down to them being evicted.
Her mum shrugged at Eve's question getting up off the sofa, “nothing, can’t I just do something nice for the best daughter in the world.”
Eve raised her brows, “you saying that can only mean that somethings up,”
Feya turned nervously to the kitchen busying herself with cooking, turning on the radio and bursting up the volume, to avoid her daughter's suspicious looks and questions.
By the time they came to sit back down on the sofa together with two plates, bowls full with stew and freshly made bread Eve had taken to stare her mum down trying to figure out what she wanted. She didn’t pay attention as the zombie rabbits on screen began chasing after the unexpecting vampires who fled for their lives.
Hunger of the valley was the first part of a trilogy, set in a world where super over powered fluffy little bunny rabbits had taken over the population, with a strain of a zombie virus that only affected them. All the other races had died out but the vampires who managed to stay alive by retreating to forgotten underground cities, the movies follow a trio of a vampire prince turned soldier, with his fellow soldier, a orphaned vampire girl who hate but also love each other, along with a talking alcoholic magic bunny who had deflected from the rabbit forces. It was one of the top grossing films of all time, the second part death of fields was a close second. The films also happened to be based on books, which Eve had autographed and signed.
When the movie ended and their plates and bowls were empty, Feya took a deep breath and turned to face her daughter.
“Eve, there is something important i need to-”
“-Tell me. I know,”
“This might be hard to hear, but recently, er-well actually more like yesterday i went to speak to someone, someone i hadn’t seen for a long while,” she sighed, “i saw my father, your grandfather.”
Eve looked at her mother confused, “but you said i didn’t have a-”
“I know, I know, but after your fathers death I couldn't bear to stay and I had dreams of being independent and I wanted you to grow up somewhere where you didn’t feel so-so-” she sighed again. “I was young when I had you. And even younger when i meet your father, i was nineteen and scared and impulsive, leaving home felt like the only option, i wanted to be a mum to you, to experience things and-”
“And?”
“Not be pressured by my father. But he never gave up trying to get us back home after we left. He’s actually been contacting us for years, well trying to.”
“Why now?”
Feya looked awkwardly down at her hands, “your fathers and i’s anniversary, and your mark appearing, iyt just had me thinking about it all. Oh sweetheart, I miss home, I miss my father.” she cried silently, “even though i was such a brat, leaving without a word he-he-still cares about me, about us.” Feya grabbed Eve's hands squeezing them affectionately.
“I have a granddad,”
“Yes,”
Eve let out a breath, “so what now?”
“He wants to be part of our lives again, and I want him to be too. But-” she began, “i don’t want to rush you or pressure you into anything you're not comfortable with yet. So we’ve both decided a weekly dinner on friday, might be a good start. What do you think?”
Weekly Friday night dinner with a grandfather she never knew excited. She smiled. “Sign me up.”
Comments (0)
See all