Willow Harmony Phoenix's Story

Camila wasn't sure how she felt about Nathan knowing who she had a crush on, specially since he and Grayson were friends. She felt almost…guilty. She didn't know why. She had long since given up on having anything more than a friendship with Nathan. The final stamp on that was when he and Ophelia started dating. No guy would ever come between her and her friends, ever. Still there was that lingering feeling. Cami ' s red cheeks only worsened when Ophelia offered to put in a good word for her with Grayson. She would die if he ever found out how she felt. She looked down at the bed in embarrassment, but something looked different. It wasn't the bed anymore, it was a concrete floor. And she most definitely was not in Ophelia house. She quickly jumped to her feet and looked around terrified. Was this some kind of prank? No, her friend's wouldn't pull this on her, specially knowing how much of a scaredy cat she could be. So who was responsible? She took a few cautious yes forward but stopped when she heard a very familiar voice followed by a not so familiar and innocent one. It was Grayson, no mistaking it. As if things weren't already bad enough, now she was in an unknown place, alone with the guy she had a huge crush on and could hardly speak when around him. Cami felt her heart beat triple, but she continued walking, clearing her throat quietly. "u-um" she wasn't sure what to say, but maybe Grayson had an idea of what was going on.




Talia loved teasing her friend about her crush, but she was rather exhausted. She layed back down on the bed and closed her eyes as the others continued talking, and then everything just went silent. Had she missed something? Talia opened her eyes and immediately pushed herself up into a sitting position. She had no idea where she was but it sure as hell wasn't Ophelia's house anymore. "What the-? Guys? This isn't funny! I'm going to murder you all as soon as I figure out what the hell is going on!" she called out to absolutely no one. She looked around the room and saw many things, but an exit was not one of them. She grunted and began walking along the the walls of the entire space until she came upon something interesting. A single piece of paper placed on to of an empty desk. She picked it up to find a single word written on it. "Bookshelf?". She looked around and saw a small bookshelf in the far right corner of the room. Perhaps there was an explanation to what was going on hidden somewhere in all those pages. She put the paper in the pocket and began to investigate.




Remi was almost convinced that Grayson was playing a prank on him, but everything was far too elaborate for a prank. He slow began walking, looking for a way out, or in, but there was nothing. The suddenly and familiar voice that came from behind him made him pause. He turned around to see who he expected and sighed. Out of all the people he could be stuck in a room with, and it had to be Mathew. Not that he disliked Mathew. In fact, it was quite the opposite. Remi had started to like him so much that he couldn't seem to function properly around him. It's as if all of a sudden he forgot how to flirt or even act casual so he resorted to teasing and empty insults. With a huff, Remi folded his hands over his chest and walked closer to the boy, look down into his eyes. "Okay Mattie you have 5 seconds to explain what's going on" he stated coldly. He didn't think Mathew actually knew or had anything to do with the situation. He seemed to be as confused by it all as Remi was, but since his nerves were getting the best of him, he didn't have a clue what to say. The whole thing made him uncomfortable, and Remi was very rarely uncomfortable with anything.




Ezra stood quietly and watched as a small and very beautiful girl frantically searched for someone named Lucas. Had she been there when he first popped in? It was possible, since he was kind of in a haze. Finally a littke voice came out of nowhere and by the girl's reaction, he guessed that was Lucas. He watched quietly, not wanting to interrupt, and busied himself with studying the room until she spoke and demanded to know who he was. Ezra lifted a brow, unsure of how to respond. Under regular circumstances he would have smiled flirtatiously and quickly introduced himself, but the situation now was beyond regular. Still, seeing as they were stuck in the same room with no way out, he thought they should at least know each other's names. "Ezra Vargas" he said with a soft smile and playfully shook the boy's small hand. "You must be Lucas" he deducted. "Has anyone told you you're very handsome?". Ezra had always loved kids, maybe because he practically raised his sisters, but kids always seemed to get attached to him as well. Turning his attention from the boy he looked at the unknown girl and offered her a faint smile. "And you are?". Ezra was thankful for all the time his friends spent helping him with his English. Now his accent, though still very obvious, was at least understandable.

Camila could hardly contains her tears, not that she was even trying. The thought of Talia dying and not ever getting to see or speak to her or even be teased by her ever again made her tears come even faster. Ezra held her tightly, as if she would break is he let her go, and they stayed that way for several long minutes. Cami could hear Remi yelling, and it only made things worse. She could only imagine how he felt. If she felt this horrible and Talia wasn’t even her family, she could only imagine what was going through her brother’s mind right now. He had every right to yell and be angry and cry. Finally, Cami gathered the courage to stand up straight and wiped her tears. Her eyes were puffy, as if she had been crying all night, and her nose a bit red.

Ezra couldn’t help but to be worried about her. ”She’ll be okay...”. Though he said, he didn’t know for sure himself. The damage done to Talia’s body was the work of a savage, and odds of her surviving something so brutal were almost none. He couldn't say this to Cami, of course. He had to stay positive for her sake, and everyone else that needed it. It seemed like Talia’s brother would be needing it the most. Ezra watched as the scene played out in front of him. Willow’s hand smacked into Remi’s face and he immediately stopped. He watched as Remi’s expression changed from rage to shock to completely devastated. Ezra wasn’t sure how close they were, but judging by the look on Willow’s face, she must have been close to Talia as well. Ezra stayed near Camila. She needed him, even if he couldn’t do much. He slowly led her back to where everyone was gathered, keeping an arm around her shoulders.

Cami was exhausted. All the crying had taken a big toll on her. The sounds of despair and rage in the room hadn’t helped the situation. She quietly followed Ezra to the rest of the group, keeping her head down. She only glanced up for a minute and saw Ophelia in Nathan’s arms. Cami’s legs felt weak. She eventually made eye contact with her best friend and her stomach sunk. It was like witnessing the crime all over again. Cami could feel the lump in her throat slowly forming again.




Remi’s heart was beating so fast he was on the verge of a heart attack. He couldn’t see or think clearly, all he cared about was being with his sister. He needed to see her. What if she didn’t make it. What if she died, and wasn’t there to say goodbye? The energy inside Remi’s body only grew. He could hear WIllow and Greyson attempting to calm him down, but it was useless. He was...there were no words to describe how he was feeling. He never imagine he could feel so many negative things all at once. He could feel another scream building in his throat, and that’s when he felt a hand hit his face. He blinked a few times, a couple of tears rolling down his face, and stared at willow with round eyes. The negative energy in his body slowly began to settle down, causing the red glow to dissapear and his eyes to return to their usual color. A sudden wave of exhaustion washed over him, and he wanted nothing more than to let himself drop on the floor and lay there for a while. Maybe forever. He let out a shaky sigh and looked at the ground. Greyson was still beside him, and he commented on Willow’s aggressive way of getting his attention, but he was grateful. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand and looked up at her, muttering a thank you that was almost too quiet to hear. He then quietly turned around, making eye contact with his best friend for a brief moment before placing a hand on his shoulder and giving him a silent thank you. He didn’t have to say anything out loud. Greyson would just know. He looked down at Kelsey, she was terrified, and it was mostly his fault. He thought it best not to approach her now. He’d apologize to his god-daughter later. He continued walking, stuffing his hands in his pockets, and stepped out the first door he found. He caught a glimpse of Matty on the way out, his eyes began to swell again but he quickly blinked them away. He had to get out. He had to get away from everything for a while. He kept walking, he didn’t know where he was going, but he didn’t care.