Lost and Found?

"Oh my lords, no, no, no, nooo..." Bel cried out, panicking now as she threw back the blankets on her bed, ran her hands along the sheets, top of the mattress, under her pillow.

She had already rifled through her drawers, her purse, bookbag, checked her closet, shoes, opened books and shook them hard, tossing them back on the shelf irritated, letting them fall in a thump to the floor if she had missed.

"I cannot, cannot have lost it... Not again!" she wailed as she lifted up the mattress, held it high, and then balanced it on her head as she scanned the mattress base frantically.

"Bloody amulet, Hades and Hell," she swore under her breath as she dropped the mattress down with a loud thud, and then got down on her hands and knees and looked under the bed, reaching underneath as far as her arm would go, patting the floor to see if it was there.

"Why me? Why?" she groaned out in frustration as she picked up some clothes that she had thrown on the floor, checking pockets once again, feeling seams, fingers moving along the fabric.

"Do you hate me that much, Goddess?!" she asked the room loudly, then listened quietly for a moment, waiting for a reply she knew would never come.

"Honestly, lady, this is not funny..." she sighed, knowing that she was overreacting, but at the same time she couldn't help it. She was almost at her lowest divinity-wise and her abilities were waning daily. This just added to Bel's sour mood.

"That bloody amulet, I swear it has a life of its own," she muttered angrily as she threw the clothes back on the floor in frustration and looked around the room trying to think where an amulet might disappear to or be hiding. Where her amulet, the pale bluish silver moonstone amulet, the Goddess Beltaine had given her, might be? Where she could have placed it?

The stone was connected to her powers and every year as Samhain slowly approached, the amulet started disappearing mysteriously from where she had originally placed it and it annoyed to no end and left her feeling panicked.



@Kada

"What?!" Bel said sharply, irritated at everything still as she whirled around to see who it was. Seeing it was another student, a male student at that, and that he looked rather concerned, fuelled her frustration and made her defensive. She knew she had been acting like a mad woman, she just hadn't thought anyone would know, and it embarrassed her to know somebody had seen her like this.

"What?" she snapped at the boy again, "What do you want?" she asked, though this time not as harshly, realising her tone and cursing herself silently for snapping at him. It wasn't his fault she couldn't find her amulet she reminded herself.

"In distress? I am not in distress, Why did you ever think that?" Bel said narrowing her eyes, slightly confused at his words, and not quite understanding what he meant. "I am fine, just bloody well ticked off," she admitted in a frustrated tone as she eyed the young man openly.

"I was yelling because I am bloody angry... " Bel said advancing on the boy, kicking her clothes angrily out of the way. "It fucked off like it does every freaking year at this time of year." she informed him.

"Like clockwork too, I put it away safely, in a safe place, and poof!" Gone!" she said waving her hands for effect.

"Did you just call me a child?" Bel asked coolly as she regarded the young man in front of her. He was about her same height, dark-haired and slender, probably about her same age too. He was also amazingly pure, something she hadn't noticed before when she first saw him, and this only added to her sense of frustration and embarrassment.

Months ago she'd have seen that right away, seen his true worth, but unfortunately, her abilities were slipping away quickly, and this caused an irrational sense of fear and panic that she took out on everyone around her.

"Fine..." she relented uneasily holding up her hands apologetically, "I am sorry by the way," she told him with a resigned sigh, adding a tired. "I hate Samhain."