Strings of Fate

116- Meeting and meaning

I watch as the girl struggles, her wrists are restrained with a zip tie and there’s silver tape over her mouth. There are tears running down her face and I can see strands of hair stuck in the tape that are definitely going to hurt when it’s removed. I just don’t understand. Why am I dreaming about this girl, and what’s the point if I can’t see anything useful? Is it even real? I know I dreamed of her once before I heard about the kidnapping, but isn’t it possible it was just a bad dream that’s stuck in my head now? I almost hope it is because the look of fear in this girl’s eyes is dreadful. Something catches her attention. I wish I could see or hear anything but all I can do is watch her silent figure. She shrinks back for a second then I see her steel herself. She sits up as best as she can with her wrists tied and glares defiantly at whoever she is interacting with. I see her shake her head. A moment later she tumbles

backwards and clutches her hands to her cheek. Did someone just hit her?! She curls up on

the ground, crying. Eventually she pulls her hands away and I can see her cheek is red.

I bolt up and let out a scream of rage and frustration. What is this and why am I seeing it? What can I do? Well, to start with, I’m going to go tell Bellamy everything. Maybe he will have some ideas. I hope. I glance at my phone, I was only asleep for maybe three quarters of an hour. I dash down the stairs, nearly smashing my face into the wall across the hall at the

bottom of the stairs because the momentum was too much for my uncoordinated self to

manage. I follow my red thread into the kitchen where Bellamy is just adding the finishing touches to a few plates of chicken schnitzel. Okay, that smells amazing.

“Hey.” He smiles at me warmly.

“You’re right on time. Did you sleep well? You’ve been so tired I was just going to set this aside for when you woke.” Bellamy slides the plate over to me and I sit on one of the stools. I sigh as I pick up my cutlery.

“Thanks, and no I didn’t sleep well. I dreamed about that girl again, it looked like someone hit her.” My eyes burn and I’m a little teary. I’m so sick of being so emotional. I need to pull myself together. Bellamy steps out from behind the bench and wraps his arms around my waist from behind hugging me.

“I want to fix this for you but I don’t know how.” He admits. I sigh and lean my head back against him.

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I’m going to try and figure out as much as I can. I do wish I knew for sure if it is definitely

at least. Give me a second, I’ll look up the newspaper article. I’m sure they included a picture of the girl, she’s missing so they would want everyone to know what she looks like to keep an eye out for her.” I can’t believe I didn’t think to do that earlier, or maybe I was too scared to. Either way, I hold my

his understanding and comes to stand beside me and read over my shoulder as I close the picture

Kiara.” Bellamy

“I

know why you’re dreaming about her but it has to mean something. So, we need a plan.” He says determinedly. Aaaand we both fall silent. When Megan comes down the stairs to join us for dinner we’re still

1-” She pauses as she takes in our stormy

Bellamy’s phone and the article

open.

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her, the girl I’ve been dreaming about.” I tell

to come up with at plan?” She confirms. I nod and then drop

pathetic. Up, get up. Time for a family meeting.” Megan slaps her hands. down on the bench by my head making me jump up.

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this is new.

figure out what to do, but obviously we need more information first. So what DO

“Not much.” Bellamy starts.

this meeting, positive information only states in her fake cheerful voice.

Try again.” She

We know that one of Kiara’s parents was a Witch.” Bellamy sums up. Megan nods, her hair flicking

the nod.