MIRA
“Bella!”, I shout, tears streaming through my eyes, “Bellaaaaa!”
My voice breaks as this is an unusually high pitch for me.
“Somebody help!”, I scream and fall on the floor next to my roommate.
Flames of dark magic rise behind me and in just a second strong hands pull me into a hug.
“No!”, I scream and try to push that person away, “Bella! She… she needs help!”
“Shut up, little mage”, Derrien’s voice is cold and dark, “It’s too late for your friend now. Calm down!”
I try to pull away again, but when he doesn’t let me, I hit him. He doesn’t react, so I hit him again and again until there is no strength left in me. I know I shouldn’t, but, in the spur of the moment, I just don’t care anymore!
Bella is dead! How? When? Why? Who would do that to her?
I sob helplessly
