Ieloharis Island: The Curse
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Chapter VIII
The Moonstone
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The next day Lovin’s body was transferred at the local church, and all the town was frighten that the killer, who murdered the little boy Villo, came back thirsty for blood.
Amira and Angell were more than shocked and stoned, and didn’t wish to talk with no one, especially that at their gate the press was coming, but they preferred to remain locked inside. Angell was moral supported by Kristall, which decided to remain at her place for a period, and Angell felt a strange warm every time when she was hugging him, like he had the ability to take all of her worries away. The funeral took place the third day after his death, and the wheatear was cloudy, threatening to snow, since the temperatures were reaching 0 Celsius. Sabrina and her husband came immediately, and Angell was amazed how her mother’s cousin could cry so much like for the all island.
“Angell. Condolence. I am so sorry.” Serena said.
She, Derek, Lania and Emell, came to the funeral, having like the same pain inside as Angell did, but she suddenly started to relax, like Lovin was just sick and everything will be fine.
“It’s ok Sabrina. We move forward.” She said with sort of indifference, making her friends watch to one another.
“Angell? Do you have eye contacts?” Lania curiously asked.
Angell shook her head. The rest of them looked more frighten to the girl, which noticeably changed. Hey greenish eyes, which were a reminder for the world how much the girl was like her father, became after night sparkling cold blue, like the girl really did wear eye contacts. The face expression, once angelic, became more demonic, like she was starting to get uglier, being every time frown and like angry. And the hair, from brown, became almost blond.
“Angell, what’s happening to you?” Serena asked worried.
“I don’t think that is your concern Serena. Really nothing, I feel perfect.” Angell said, smiling, but not in her normal way, cute and fluffy, but in a horrible way, demonic, malicious.
“Marvell left on the continent Angell. You will never see him again.” Serena said shocked.
“I don’t care. I must go.”
Therefore Angell walks slowly to the graveyard exit, where Kristall was waiting for her, supported by a black car.
“What happened to her?” Serena asked, watching the others.
In the next days the wheatear got very cold, the temperatures from the thermometers lowering under the 0 Celsius, and was so cold that even the muddy little lack from the Pound frozen. The end of November was bringing sleet and sometimes even snow but without letting behind on the ground. Angell was becoming more and more obsessed by Kristall which was coming by very often, so often that Amira got sick and tired of him, becoming suspicious and skeptical. Angell became obsessed with his love, which made her forget everyone, inclusive her mother.
In one of the days, Lania came to visit her, but the girl stopped at the entrance when she saw Angell completely changed. She was very skinny, and her hair was golden blond.
“Angell? Did you dye your hair?”
“No. What you want?” She said meanly, making Lania to remain with her mouth open.
“What do you mean what I want? I want to talk with you.”
“I don’t have time.” The girl said, and closed the door, but Lania was faster, putting her leg.
“Not so fast. What is happening to you?”
And without expecting Lania’s courage, Angell woke up with her in the house.
“What thee fuck do you want?!” Angell shouted angry at Lania.
“It’s about Serena. She need us Angell.”
“Look at my face and tell me if I give a shit!”
“How… how the hell can you say that? Serena is like your sister!”
“Yeah. Get the hell out!”
“No.”
“Kristall!” Angell shouted, and Lania was shocked to discover that the boy came from the kitchen.
“Yes love?”
“Can you tell this bitch please to leave our house?”
“Our house?” Lania whispering, being more then shocked.
“Lania you heard Angell.”
“I cannot believe it. Good Bye Valentine!” Lania said, turning away.
“DON’T CALL ME VALENTINE!” Angell yelled and ran after Lania, but the girl was faster, running in the yard and crying, slamming the door.
“AND DO NOT EVER COME BACK YOU DIRTY BICTH!” Angell shouted from the door to Lania.
Kristall smiled and turned back to the kitchen. Angell followed him there.
“Angell. Why are you crying?” Kristall asked her curious.
“I don’t know. I feel like I am sorry.”
“Come here love.” Kristall said, and he kissed her. The tears from her blue eyes disappeared.
“You were saying?” Kristall asked her.
“What are we talking about?”
“Lania.”
“Who… who is Lania?”
Kristall smiled and hugged her.
“No one Angell.”
The Christmas came and left. Amira, sick and tired of the new behavior of her daughter, spent it in Sareville at Sabrina and Doriss, and Angell remained with Kristall home. Neither Serena, Lania, Marvell nor someone else disturbed her, who seemed to be that she got “stuck” with Kristall, who was making her forget about everyone around. But an oddest thing was that she couldn’t remember any dream, and the Forget-me-not tea was abandoned, but there was no need for it because Kristall replaced the tea with him. Angell, urged by Kristall of course, didn’t forget to wet the flowers, and the boy was taking her to the sea, and another strange thing was that the girl didn’t feel cold or any temperature at all; on the contrary she was like wanted to take a bath in the almost frozen sea, felting it so pleasant.