บท 51: Catastrophe: His Goodbye Part 1

We never spoke again on what I did on the river. I and he just walk by as we put back the materials that we use in his room. Tonight, was the performance that people had been waiting for. Flame will lighten the torches and I was told to lighten the bonfire since they know that I have the ability of fire.

He took a towel and gave it to me. He removed his half-wet shirt in front of me and throw it on the laundry. I didn't even peek on his body and I keep myself busy on rubbing my hair.

"Tonight, no matter what happened, only show your fire." He told. I looked into his eyes.

"Yeah-yeah." Did he already predict that something bad will happen tonight? Congratulations to him, he's a psychic. He took the towel from me and he gently rubbed my wet hair.

"And this hair should not be shown. Do you know that it glows whenever you use one of the elements?"

"I didn't notice." I keep myself monotonous. He's weird. We fall silent for a few moments.

"Now that you had known, they will know if ever you use water, fire, earth, and even air. Do you use air?"

"Sometimes, but I never tried to control it powerfully before." He hung the towel on his shoulder, and he told me to remove my wet sweater and I just obey. Why the hell did I obey? He dropped my wet sweater and gently dry my body. "What are you doing?" I finally asked.

"Drying you." He answered which is obvious.

"I have my own hands and I can—" he twists me around and he dry my back. I gasped when he unclasped my bra. "What the hell are you doing?!" I scowl at him. I hold the front so that it won't be exposed to him.

"I had seen you wearing only underwear." He gently dumped it at my back. He told me not to move so I did not move. He walked away and walked back behind me. He gathered all my hair and tie it up. "Remove this," he pulled the strap of my bra. I was about to complain but he gave me the towel. "Cover this in your front." I did cover my front by the towel after I drop down my bra. I heard the shattering sound of the camera.

After that, I felt his arms around me and his chin over my shoulder. His warm skin is pressed on my skin. "When Adhiti disappears without any trace," he started. "There are lots of death in an unknown disease. At least ten students every year. The same cases of Paul and Justine. Adhiti's mother and father had to understand about the killing, about why the students die in the same cases. Patrick did everything to remain in Academy, so do I. It is to protect Andrew, Marissa, and Eliza and other students."

"So, it never ends." I murmur.

"It never ends." We stay like that for a few moments. "They tried to do the same on you when you get a high fever. So, I had decided to bring you to my cabin. There, you'll be safe from needles and medicines."

His warm hands gently patted my cold abdominal giving me pleasure. I have to shake that idea and remain calm and unresponsive on his moves. Someone knocks on the door and he did not even move because it immediately opens. Eliza's eyes meet mine. I didn't give a surprised expression because I had ready myself for whoever the person will saw us like this.

Pain, hatred, and insecurity are all I see in her eyes. She bit her lower lips to control her emotions. She smiled forcibly.

"Sorry. I thought that Mr. Gregory is alone." She immediately closes the door and leaves.

"She's jealous," I noted and hold the towel in front of me and pushed him. I bent out to pick my bra and put it back though it is wet. I was about to pick the sweater, but he already picked it up and throw it on the laundry basket. He strode towards the closet and walk towards me with a hoody sweater on his right hand. I was about to take it, but he held it for me. "I can—" he pulls the towel from me and drops it. He held it up for me to slip on it.

I was walking on the corridor wearing his sweater and it smells like him. I hugged myself and keep my head down while walking towards the dormitory. I walk inside the double door and walk straight to the third floor.

"Catastrophe?" the familiar sweet voice called. I turn to see Jean with a smile on her face when she got me right. "Goodness, I had been looking all over for you. You need to get ready and please don't get cold. Why are you so wet?" she is talking rapidly but still I can catch her up. "Here," she gave me the suit bag. Then it feels like déjà vu. "Mrs. Patterson said to give it to you."

I enter my room and hear a few giggling and noisy kisses. My jaw almost drops when I saw Adhiti's brother and best friend on the other side of the room where Marissa's bed is. They both stop their loving, loving. I close the door and pulls my hood. I glare at them.

"Hi." Marissa immediately looked for her shirt and she immediately put it on. Patrick sat up and stretched his arms. Good thing that he's not naked and they are not both naked. Like the last time, when I was Adhiti, I caught Andrew screwing with Leona.

I throw the dress on the bed and walk directly towards the bathroom. When I got out, I caught them again, kissing. Goodness, when are they going to break apart for a moment that I won't see? I dried my hair while wearing my robe and I sat on the four-poster bed ignoring them.

"So, did you already get the dress that Mrs. Patterson sent?" Marissa asked. I tap on the dress that is still covered with a black suit bag. Marissa excitedly opened the dress. I looked at her when she dropped the dress on the floor that makes Ruin who is lying on my bed growls.

I stood and looked at her surprised, terror expression. Patrick picked up the dress and removed it from the bag. He raised it and I was a little surprised to see the identical dress that Adhiti wears when she died. This is a threat. The game has begun.

I laugh out loud thinking that it would be another trap. The way that they kidnapped her. And the way that they ordered those monsters to kill her. This is a big surprise that they will do the same tactics to get me.

"That is so freaking funny!" I said with laughs and I even wiped the tear at the side of my eyes. I breathed to catch some air. I looked directly into Patrick's eyes. "Don't worry, I will still sing," I told him. "I will burn them through my music."

The show must go on. That's our motto in performing. I fixed my hair into a curly messy style and put a mafia hat on. Marissa put makeup on me like the way Adhiti's makeup looks like before she left. I put my boots on that is long under my knees and I hid two knives on both sides.

"Knock! Knock!" Andrew enters the room and closes the door. He stared at the dress that I am wearing. "Why are you wearing that?" he asked furiously. I walk towards him and scoop his cheeks.

"I am going to sing tonight." It is my way to calm him. Andrew suffers a lot because he saw how I disappear. He saw it when he found my amulet. He pulled out the amulet from his pocket.

"Is this because you told me to bring Adhiti's amulet?" he asked Patrick.

"Calm down, Drew." He held my hand and he pulled me into a hug. "People around here will die… all of them." I murmur. "For now, keep in mind that Adhiti is dead."

"We are going to leave this Academy and have a normal life outside. Please, don't leave us again." He begged. I felt his warm tears on my naked shoulders.

I'm sorry brother. But I have to do this. This is my fight.

Everybody is getting ready for the rehearsal. I keep my head down but I almost bump with someone. He held my shoulders and when I raise my face, he's grinning from ear to ear.

"Hey, I barely see you these past few days. You've been too busy to entertain this handsome one."

"Flame,"

He scooped my cheeks and to my surprise, he kissed my lips. I wanted to push him, but I remain like a robot.

"I miss you." I did push him, and he chuckled. "You look so beautiful today." He took my hand and kissed it. I was about to leave but he didn't release my hand and he squeezed it. "Eliza said that you are screwing gorgeous males here. Are you playing on me while you are playing on Nick?" there, he sounds jealous. I do not care.

"Yes. If you'll excuse me, I will have to screw other gorgeous males around here." I pull my hand. He chuckled amusingly on my behavior.

"Break a leg, sweetie." I raise my middle finger on the air. I walked up to the backstage where the bands are. They look so worried that I might turn back from them and not to sing. We rehearse a bit and vocalized.

"Catastrophe!" Jean calls she run to me breathlessly. She held her chest and catches her breath before speaking. "The Headmistress wanted to see you." There, they wanted to see me before I even perform.

"Okay, I will see her briefly," I told. Jean nods and started organizing everything.

"It's weird." Grayson murmurs. I looked at the other members. "It will be between two of us, Catastrophe. I feel like I know why Adhiti disappears." He moved his mouth closer to my ear. "She knows something about the President and the Headmistress that cannot be known by others. Then I guess, it is the same thing now. Adhiti got a call from the Headmistress, just right before the performance. So be careful."