Chapter 844 - Mothers gift (1/2)

'What was that?' Layla tried to think, yet her heart was beating fast enough to make her worry it would jump out of her chest.

'She had her hand around his face… were the two of them about to kiss?!'

Layla had only seen a glimpse of the two of them, and they had been standing far away, yet her mind was turmoil. Her imagination tricked herself into believing that she had seen Erin with her hand around Quinn's cheek, with Layla coming in at just the perfect moment to interrupt something important.

'Those two… well they would suit each other, I mean she's a special compared to me. What have I even done for Quinn lately?' She sulked, and soon she felt something running down her cheek. Wiping it away she tried hard to compose herself.

Suddenly, the sliding doors behind her opened and she lost her footing falling backwards, but she felt someone grab her just before hitting the floor.

”Hey, easy there Layla! So you WERE the one we just saw.”' Quinn stated as he propped her back up on her feat.

Erin, who was also there, walked past and while doing so punched her on the shoulder.

”I have no interest in him, so go for it.” She whispered into the other girl's ear and continued walking away.

'Why would she say that? Didn't these two..'

”Did you want to see me?” Quinn asked, as he had never seen Layla before in the training room. What's even more surprising was the fact that Cia, who was usually stuck at her hip, was nowhere to be seen.

Honestly, Quinn and Layla used to be a lot closer since the Cia incident, unfortunately he just didn't feel too comfortable around Layla's new BFF, which had resulted in him approaching Layla a lot less recently.

”Yeah.” She replied, twirling her hair. She thought it would make her less nervous as long as she had something to play with. ”I… I saw that the incident earlier got you down ! So… So I thought you might need someone to talk to.”

”Was it that obvious?” Quinn sulked. ”Thanks for worrying about me. Actually, Erin came to me to give me a pep talk. Well, her version of it, anyway. Don't worry, I won't lose focus. However, since you're already here, why don't the two of us have a little talk? It's been a bit since our last chat..” Although Quinn suggested this quite naturally, there was another reason he had been avoiding Layla.

And he thought what better time to speak to her about it than now.

After Quinn suggested to go somewhere else, Layla started following him. However, since it seemed like he was about to head to one of the bedrooms, she quickly suggested going to the dining hall. Layla was worried it would be quite strange to just have a boy and girl in a room, and the way her mind was acting right now, she just wouldn't have been able to handle something like that.

The dining hall was completely empty, as it was already quite late at night. Most of the others would be sleeping by now. The two of them sat opposite each other across a large rectangle table.

At first the conversation was quite nice, it was more of a catch up with how the two of them were feeling, but then they started to talk about the past and the old times. During this conversation it made her realise what was on her mind.

”What happened to Vorden? He doesn't really seem like himself?” She asked Quinn.

”It's a bit complicated. I'm sorry that I haven't had the time to go through all the details with you yet. You were away, and then we suddenly met at that duel…” Quinn paused for a brief second, then continued to fill her in about the story with the Blades.

”That's so sad, do you think we'll be able to get the old him back?”

”I haven't given up on it. Someone once told me that abilities never die out. If someone with an ability dies, then that ability can reappear again somewhere else. Whether this is true or not, who knows, and maybe it's something that takes hundreds of years to manifest, or everyone with the ability needs to die but we have to try, right? Just like I'm doing now.”

Layla nodded and agreed, but hearing about what happened to Vorden, it was the second time this day that she felt a stabbing pain in her heart. Even her stomach was starting to feel a little queasy.

”How come, you haven't come to me? Surely that one question must have been on your mind for a long time now.” Quinn suddenly blurted out.

Layla looked down, and started to dwindle her fingers, because she knew what he was getting at.

”I guess I just wasn't ready yet. After speaking to Cia, and the way she's been acting I can pretty much figure out what happened. You know, the first night I figured it out, I couldn't stop crying. My mother... she wasn't like other mothers. We never really did things together, and whenever we did talk, it was always just be about Pure.”

”She sacrificed her life to save you. She really did care for you, Layla. Maybe she didn't show it, but at least her last moments were dedicated to you.”

”I know.” She replied with a big grin on her face. ”I can feel the energy that she passed down to me inside of me.”

”Can I touch your hands for a second?” Quinn requested.

”What?!” Layla started to panic. When she saw him place his hands on the table, she hesitated for a bit, but ultimately placed hers on his and grabbed them.

Quinn then closed her eyes, and Layla did the same.