Chapter 4
Hala walked out of Black Dragon… ‘Great it’s raining.’ She said to herself as she shook her head. ‘Could it get any worse?’ Then she thought she heard someone behind her. When she turned, nobody was there, just a cloud of mist. She was beginning to feel uneasy again. Hala began to walk a little faster. She could feel the darkness beginning to consume her entire being… why was she scared of the dark; she never used to be. She knew she was being followed, and she knew she could not go home. She did not want who ever it was to know where she lived. In addition, she could not go to Anwar’s house. ‘I have to get out of the rain.’ She thought as she quickly ducked into an alley. She saw a little shed at the far end. ‘I hope nobody is inside.’ She thought as she ran to it.
As she reached to open the door, it swung open. An older woman was standing there. “Quickly child, come in.” She said as she pulled on Hala’s arm. “You are going to catch your death out there.”
“Please, someone is following me…” Hala whispered in a trembling voice.
“Everything is fine now…” She said as she pushed the wet hair off Hala’s forehead. “Please set down and drink a cup of tea.”
“Who are you?” She asked in a timid voice.
“I am November-Eve… and I know many things.” She replied
“What do you know about me?” She asked
November-Eve smiled then said, “Everything… and I know that it scares you. But you must believe me.”
“Are you a psychic?” She asked
“Yes…and we have talked many times before.” She said. Hala just looked up at her as if she were trying to remember. She was about to say something when November-Eve started talking again. “I wish I could help you remember, but it is not allowed.” She sighed, “I can’t tell you about your past, but I can tell you about you future…but to be on the safe side, I am going to have you ask me the questions.”
“Ok…can I ask who isn’t letting you tell me my past?” She asked
“No, I can’t tell you that…” She sighed. “I wish I could… but I am sure all the peaces of the puzzle will fall into place soon enough.”
“I hope so.” Hala replied, “I hate the feeling of seeing someone and knowing I should know them, but I really have no idea who they are. And thinking that I am forgetting something so important, like a loved one, or something I was supposed to do.”
“Hala, you are in for a long bumpy journey, with many twists and turns. Just remember everything happens for a reason. Moreover, everything will work out for the best. Even if at the time it seems like there will never be a light at the end of the darkness, the light always comes. It’s the balance in life; there is no good with out evil, so there is no darkness without the light.” She replied then sipped her tea.
“Well the light should hurry up and get here.” She said edgily. “What can you tell me about my future… I guess I could ask the question all girls want an answer too.” She sighed, “Will I marry and have children?”
“Before I answer you, you must understand… you can not avoid your future, you can’t hide from it. It will happen no matter what.” She said then regretting her words knowing she was frightening Hala. “You will have two children. Two beautiful girls and they will be as different as night and day. However, unfortunately you will not marry. You are heart is going to have to make a choice. There will be two men in your life very soon. Moreover, one of which is you soul mate, and he always will be. The other will try to win you over, doing everything in his power to make you his forever.”
“What choice?” Hala asked, “And why won’t I get married?”
“Only time can answer those questions dear.” She said holding back the truth.
“Will I be happy?” She asked, with little if any hope left.
“Yes.” She replied, “Now dear no more talk tonight. You need your rest; you have one hell of a journey a head of you.” Then she pointed to a small sofa, “You may sleep there if you don’t wish to walk home in the rain.”
“Oh, I couldn’t… I don’t want to be an inconvenience.” Hala said as she stood up.
“None sense I insist.” She said as she took Hala’s hand a pulled her over to the sofa.
A dark new comer crept the wet streets of Tempest City… Waiting for the dark ones to come out to play. He was walking down Main Street when he saw one of the most beautiful angels he had ever seen. She looked up at him and smiled. Golden curls framed her sweet face. He casually walked up to her, “What is a sweet girl like you doing out on such a dreary night?” He asked in a voice as smooth as velvet.
