Love spell-part 3

She waited for Lizzie at their meeting place. The place was a ground next to an abandoned cottage.  She had chosen it carefully. It was hideous and no one came to this place.

While she waited for her, she listened to Taylor Swift Invisible. The lyrics described her situation best. She replayed it again and again until she by hearted the words in her mind. Lizzie wasn’t there. It wasn’t her habit of coming late. “Where was she?”, she wondered.

An hour had passed. There was still no sign of her. She imagined two options on her mind- She could have forgotten or maybe she could have ignored her plea. She started to leave when she saw someone familiar approaching her. “ Who could it be?”, she thought.

It was him. He wore bright red shirt with blue jeans. His hair was brushed backward. The gel had given a glossy effect to his hair. His skin was clear and soft though his features were sharp. His blue grey eye changed their movement as per their expressions as he spoke ,“ Hi! Do you know where is this place?”

He was one arm distance towards her. He showed her the card which disclosed the address he wanted to go.  Her heart raced whenever he came closer to her.

“ I am going there. I could take you.”, she said softly. He joined her without speaking any word. Her body shivered whenever his hand brushed her fingers. She knew it wasn’t purpose. However she wished it was. They didn’t speak anything to each other except occasionally smiling at each other.

Her house had arrived. “ This is it! My house has arrived.”, she said.  She showed him that his destiny was two blocks ahead.  He left her , politely thanking her. She felt sad that he was not going to remember her next day.

When her mind was free from the fantasies of Jon, she called Lizzie many times. Her frustration had no bounds now. She left a voice mail for her,” Hi Lizzie! What’s going on? I asked you to meet me at the old ranch. Why didn’t you come?”

Lizzie was there when Shelly sent a voicemail. She simply deleted it. Her ideas and beliefs were everything to her. She would do anything to get her things done. No one would ever change her mind. She had to make Shelly be her subject in one of notorious experiment. Shelly was her chosen one and no one except her could replace her subjects.

(To be continued)