‡ Fox ‡
"How could I have been so stupid?!" I barked, pounding a fist against a nearby wall. Eternity nodded, sympathetically, while Fhyre tried to stifle a snicker. Juliet, however, kept her steady hazel-eyed gaze on me. No doubt she was attempted to read my mind or something, or figure out how a single being on this planet could be so incredibly dumb.
"It wasn't your fault," Eternity tried consoling me. I snorted derisively.
"Yeah, wasn't my fault that I tried to kill Jett using Ayre, and now she wants me to die. Ah huh," I snapped, feeling my temper flare up.
Even though Ayre had done a pretty good job of beating me up, I wanted to throw in a few good punches at myself, too. Trust me when I say, I am not typically an emo-like person. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
"It could be worse?" Fhyre offered, regaining his composure long enough to speak. He instantly tried to hold back a laugh as I glared at him, angrily.
"How the hell could it be worse?!" I punched another fist at the wall, and a few chips of paint from the ceiling fell to the floor. Damn it. I needed to get myself under control.
"Perhaps instead of damaging the decor, you apologize to her in a civil manner?" Juliet suggested, her tone icy. Her tone was rather condescending, and she spoke slowly, as if I wouldn't comprehend her words.
My jaw clenched, and I tried to calm myself down. Tearing the entire building down wouldn't help anyone, no matter how much of a moron I was. Of course, I had already apologized to Ayre, and she still seemed just as depressed as before.
"Well, then... Maybe we should try to cheer her up! Throw a party or something!" Eternity chirped, her eyes sparkling at the thought. I wanted to smack my forehead. These three were about as useful as a brick wall.
"Yeah, cause that's what she wants right now. A party," I tried not to sneer. They were attempting to help me, and I wasn't going to get anywhere by being rude. Sighing resignedly, I relented, "Alright, maybe we should try that party idea of yours."
"Really?!" Eternity asked, her expression lighting up as if it was Christmas morning. "I didn't think you'd take the idea seriously!" She giggled.
"I suppose... What do you guys think?" I turned from Fhyre to Juliet, wondering what their opinions were.
Fhyre shrugged and grinned, "I don't like when a pretty girl cries. It just might work!"
Juliet closed her eyes from a beat longer than would be considering a blink. "Judging from the state of Two's emotions, she most likely will not enjoy your company."
"Way to think positively, Juliet..." I muttered to myself, annoyed. "What do you suggest we do, then?"
"Speak with the first Digit."
My jaw dropped in disbelief. "Speak... Speak to... You think Jett wants to talk to me after this?!"
"I can't imagine why anyone would want to engage in a conversation with the likes of yourself," Juliet replied coldly, pushing her black-framed classes up on her nose with a finger.
Furious, I shouted, "No one would talk to you either! Cause you can't say a damn word that makes sense to any of us!"
Suddenly, something flew past the side of my head, plunging itself into the wall behind me. Gold eyes widening, I turned, slowly, to see a rather large dagger about an inch deep into the wall. Facing Juliet again, I gaped at her in shock. Bitch had almost tried to kill me!
"Don't insult those of a higher intelligence level than you. It makes you appear more imbecilic than usual. Which is saying something," Juliet stated flatly. She rose and exited the room, returning to the quarters she and Eternity would be sharing for the night.
"Damn," Fhyre breathed, although there was a trace of awe in his expression.
"That wasn't very nice!" Eternity exclaimed, a little shaken up over what had just happened. They were all suddenly reminded about how powerful they really were. If Juliet could kill a person that easily... What could the rest of them do?
Trying to break the tension, I gave a faint smile (which kinda hurt because of all my bruises), "So, I guess we're throwing a party?"
Eternity stood up and rocked back and forth on her heels a bit, looking as if she was on the verge of saying something. Finally, she opened her mouth, "I dunno, maybe we should talk to Jett..."
I was flabbergasted. What the hell was wrong with these people tonight?! To my utter dismay, Fhyre had the audacity to agree. This was starting to get ridiculous.
"Why?! He'd kill me before letting him in his sight!" I argued, incredulously. Trust me, I wanted to die, but not by his hands!
"Her heart's been broken twice, now," Eternity whispered, wringing her hands together as if this entire conversation pained her, "There's only so many pieces she can put back together before she breaks... completely."
"That must be... an over-exaggeration or something," I said, raising an eyebrow. "Girls can't be that... Breakable."
Eternity nodded solemnly, "Heartbreak is entirely different from physical pain. It's also ten times worse."
"You're kidding me." I pressed two fingers to my temples, rubbing them. What the hell had I gotten myself into?
So now, because of me, Ayre's heart had been crushed into smithereens. The first time it had been because Jett was such a full-of-himself douche, and the second it was because I was a conceited ass-hat. I wanted to tell Ayre to just kick all guys out of her life for good, if we were causing her so much anguish.
Fhyre shook his head, "I don't think she's lying, mate." He clapped a hand on my shoulder and looked at me, a mixture of pity and amusement in his eyes. "Good luck not getting yourself killed."
He walked away and I muttered sarcastically, "Thanks for your words of wisdom, Fhyre."
"You're welcome!" the ninth Digit called over his retreating shoulder. Damn, I forgot he had super-hearing senses too.
"Party or Jett?" I asked myself, torn. Obviously, a party was the easy way to go, but Ayre probably wouldn't be very happy after that. Talking to Jett would "mend her heart", as Eternity would say, but we didn't know if that would even be of any use. I mean, what if he said he really didn't love Ayre? Then we'd be screwed.
"I think we should go and talk to Jett."
Very helpful, Eternity, very helpful. I finally exhaled loudly and stalked over towards the door. Might as well get this over and done with, even though I didn't know where the bastard was.
"Fox? Where are you--" Eternity's voice cut off as I slammed the door to our suite. Opening a nearby window, I jumped off the ledge without a moment's hesitation, shifting into an eagle a heartbeat later. My sharp eyes scanned the ground below me, looking for any signs of enemy Digits. They'd probably lead me to Jett at one point or another.
As the ground below me changed from paved sidewalks and busy roads into forested areas and wildlife refuges, I began to grow weary of this entire thing. The sinking feeling that Ayre didn't love me rested in the pit of my stomach, refusing to dislodge it's unpleasantness from inside of me. I guess it's what I deserved, after what I did.
Didn't make it any more enjoyable.
A beam of light blinded me momentarily before it was gone in a flash. I looked down and saw a girl smashing her compact mirror into bits and pieces that reflected the shimmering light of the full moon. That could only be one person. Racquel.
I circled overhead for a few short moments before she began walking north. Figuring she would lead me straight towards their headquarters, I lazily scanned the surrounding forest. It was a rather decent night. A cool, steady breeze was blowing, rustling the multi-colored leaves below me.
I looked down, prepared to swoop into Jett's base, and then stopped short. I almost forgot to keep flapping my wings at the sight that met me.
Nothing.
Abso-fucking-lutely nothing. How the hell was there nothing there?! Racquel had been walking along, and all of a sudden she freaking disappeared?! First of all, that wasn't even possible. Second of all, why hadn't I been paying better attention?!
I groaned inwardly, straining for any form of life in the entire damn forest. No luck there. Obviously Jett and his little cronies were hiding somewhere, and they didn't want to be found. I briefly considered the option they were underground, then discarded the thought. No way would Racquel consent to that. Greyson would probably like it, though. I smirked.
This entire journey had been a bit of a lost cause in the end, as I turned back to head towards the hotel we were staying at. I tried to brainstorm ways I could make up my retarded-ness to her, and drew a blank. For once in my life I wished I had a few good ideas.
I flew through the window I exited the hotel from, morphing back into my true form in the middle of the hallway. As if that wasn't odd at all, I strolled towards the entrance to our sweet, knocked once, and then let myself in with my key.
"Fox!" I immediately heard the cry from where Ayre's room was. But it wasn't Ayre's voice who had called my name. Sounded more like Eternity's.
"What?" I inquired, making my way through the maze of rooms to get to Ayre's. When I reached the room, I looked around, feeling like something was missing.
At Eternity's expression, I blanched. Her eyes were watery, tears threatening to spill over, and she looked as if she had just watched a puppy die. Or a kitten. Or any freaking animal that was alive on this planet. "What is it, what's wrong? Eternity?" I searched her face for a clue and realized what was missing from Ayre's room.
Ayre.
Damn.
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Ooh, cliffhanger! Ahah, I honestly don't know where the heck she went, but whatever. Maybe she decided to go for a walk. Who knows. Post as Greyson now. xD
