Whispers of The Destiny: Chapter 6

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So... life was not looking good. Grace likes Tom, Tom likes Cami, Cami probably likes Tom, and then there's me just wondering if this is gonna ruin my friendship with Grace and Cami. But I had more concerning matters to deal with. Namely, my blackout. How come I only saw it? Sure, it was a blackout, but someone must have seen it. Right? My dreams were getting weird. My blackout kept popping up in them, and I kept getting flashes of that scene. Flashes of green light, yells and pleads, the no-nose guy I felt weird, seeing this stuff. Little bits just popped up. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to tell anyone, because they would think I'm going crazy, but I didn't want to leave it alone either. Grace was still devastated a few days later, and I needed my diary. It was locked in her cabinet, since mine had no more space, but she never let me open it or gave me the key, and Grace never opened it if she was sad. "Grace?" I called as I knocked on the door. I heard footsteps and the doorknob unlocking. Grace creaked the door open just long enough for me to get in. "Yeah?" she asked softly once I got in. "Can you... um?" I said, gesturing towards her cabinet. She nodded and unlocked the cabinet. I sat down on my bed and waited as she went through it and took out my diary. "Here." Grace said, standing up and handing the diary to me. I took it and asked "Grace, are you okay? You haven't come out of the room in three days." "Oh, yeah totally. Nothing like getting your heart broken by your friend's brother and finding out he likes another one of your friends." she said, her voice cracking. "I'm sor-" "No, it's not your fault, Thalia. Don't blame yourself." "He's stup!d for not liking you. You are amazing, Gracie." "Thanks, Thal." Grace smiled a little and promptly shut the door, just like any good friend would do. I smiled and walked back to the armchair near the fire. There weren't many people in there anymore, just about a handful. Tom looked over as he walked over to his dorm and smiled at me. I smiled back, and turned my attention back to my diary. I don't know how long I spent writing, but eventually, it grew dark and everyone had gone to sleep. I looked up and decided to go to sleep as well. But as soon as I put down my diary and stood up, my legs were wobbling. I ignored that, grabbed my diary, and walked towards my dorm. Halfway there, my body started shaking and my legs were wobbling like crazy. I screamed and fell onto the floor, passing out again.