Chapter 65: Became Strangers

"Yes, and I also heard what you two were talking about."
 
 "Then why did you show that a minute ago when you knew I was just lying?"
 
 He sighed. "Because as long as you two aren't so far apart, no one wants to stop. It doesn't mean that I told that to Daniella, you're the one I chose for the both of you."
 
 "So, Daniella is on your side like that!" Gradually, her breathing quickened with anger.

 "I don't take sides with you two, and if you can stay away from each other, this isn't happening."
 
 "She's the one to tell you about that."
 
 Suddenly, the aura on William's face changed from what Charice had said. "She already did."
 
 Charice frowned and didn't know what it meant. "Maybe you're happy with what you did because you upset her in the fight just to get my attention, so you can have a party because your suffering is over." William started the car again. "Go down."
 
 Charice could have done nothing but come down quietly to hear what it said, but before William left, it spoke again. "The three of us won't be happy." He closed the door where Charice got off and finally left while Charice was still staring at the road where William's car had disappeared.

 Alexa let go of the pen, and her tears slowly trickled down the page of the book. The ink wouldn't even spread because the words in the book disappeared on purpose because it had already happened to Daniella and William.

 Lexie came in and wondered why she was crying. "Alexa, are you in pain? Tell me! " Lexie quickly approached her.

 She wiped the tear from her cheek. "I'm okay."
 
 "Why are you crying then?" Lexie wondered.

 Alexa closed the book first, fearing that Lexie would notice that there was nothing written on the pages. "My scene is just as painful in my chapters today," she said.

 Lexie raised her head. "Oh my gosh, Alexa, even if you're the one writing, you're crying in your own scene. You're the one for whom the reason that's happening is because you're the writer, aren't you? "
 
 She smiled. "It's more effective for the reader, then. I'm the only writer who cried, how can the readers in the future feel right?"

 "Are you close to finishing what you're writing? "
 
 "Yes, almost."
 
 "Well then, let's just eat first. I'm suddenly hungry. I passed by street vendors on the way, so I got hungry. I also bought some for you. You can eat solid food, but just don't overdo it."
 
 The two started eating, and it looked like Alexa didn't have much to eat, so Lexie just shook her head.

The day has come for Alexa to go home to their house. All their belongings were ready to go home when Jack entered the room.
"Are you ready?"

I looked at Lexie. "I didn't tell you, he will take us so we don't have to commute, and it's hard."

I just nodded and saw that he had already taken some things. Then he was helped to walk because he could not do it alone because it seemed like the surroundings were still shaking.
I leaned back in the seat in William's car and turned a blind eye, recalling again the scene I had made, especially with Daniella. "Why is it that even in my story, my heroes are not meant for each other, like what happened to Ryan and me? I would like to write a good ending, but I can't. So now I'm just going to ask that when they meet again after graduation, they are really destined for each other," I said in my mind, and I didn't feel the car stop because they were in front of their house. Jack helps me down in the car all the way inside the house and sits on the sofa in the living room.
"Sit down first, Jack. I'll make you coffee," Lexie said.
"Don't mind because I left work at the company, so thank you for your offer."

"Is that so, okay?"

Jack turned his gaze toward me. "I'm leaving Alexa. I'll just come back here soon. " I nodded, and he had already left.

Lexie, on the other hand, suppressed a smile at what I saw. "Why is your face like that?"

"Looks like all this year, you'll finally have a boyfriend."

"Think ahead. We're almost back to zero again because we haven't seen each other for a long time and he's my old enemy at school. "

"Maybe the news is true that the more you hate, the more you love, then, isn't it?" She even smiled at me meaningfully.
I just shook my head. "You cook, let's eat," I said simply.
"Oh, it's late. Are you just here first, or do you want to go inside your bedroom? "

"I'll be in the bedroom first." Lexie supports me until they can enter the room and I sit on the bed, and then Lexie leaves my room. I took out the book and opened it again, and there were really no words on every page of the book. I sighed and stood up to place the book on the table. In a few moments, Lexie's food was cooked, so they ate well and then rested.
At night, the surroundings were quiet because it was also bedtime, but Alexa remained sitting and looking out of her window. At that time, she knew that Lexie was asleep, but she suddenly closed her eyes when there was too much light in the room. She slowly looked up, and she saw a bright creature in front of her.
I had retreated again. "Who are you?"

"Come with me; we're going somewhere." I couldn't speak anymore because it had already touched my shoulder, and they both disappeared into the room.
My eyes were closed when they arrived at a house with many books around—Victor's house. I opened my eyes and looked around. "Where am I?"

"You're here at Victor's house, the owner of the book you're holding."

I did not speak at first. "Then who are you?"

"You'll know later, when you and Victor have talked. I'll be back again. " It disappeared again, and someone spoke from behind me.
"How are you, Alexa?"

I suddenly turned my attention to him. "Sit here first, and we'll talk about the book." Victor sat down next to the table, and I, in turn, sat in front of it.
"What are we going to talk about the book?"

"Have you finished your scenario on the page that you stuck to because you were in the hospital?"

"Yes."

Victor clasped his hands. "On the page you wrote, is that where your story ends?"

I was stunned for a moment and thought, so Victor noticed it. "I think you're not writing the last page of your story. My question now is, how long will it take you to finish your story? "

"My plan is that until they graduate high school, I don't want the last thing I write to be the end because what happened there wasn't so good."

"Then I'll give you what you want again."

"I just have a question, Grandpa. What is this creature that has brought me here?"
Suddenly, the creature Alexa described appeared. "I am the God of Destiny, and I am the one who made the book you are holding."

I wondered. "I thought Grandpa Victor was the owner."

"He's the one I assigned to keep an eye on my book, so he's the one holding the book now because he's the one writing it."

My brain could not process what I saw. I saw a creature now with power, and it was still the God of Destiny. "We have to go back."

I stood up and prepared. "How can I return the book when I'm done?"

"I'll know by the time you finally write "The End" on the next page," said the God of Destiny.
"But what will happen to the destined people when the things that should have happened in the book are over?"

They looked at Victor. "As long as they're just acting together, Alexa, they're the ones who will take their next step in the next thing they have to do in their future lives when we no longer write in the book."

"What about those who separate? You also wrote that? "

Victor smiled at my question. "There is only one person who chooses the God of Destiny to be written in the book of destiny, and that is what he sees in his vision. Now the lovers or couples who have been together for a long time and suddenly separated do not write in the book. If that's what happened to them, it means they haven't been for each other since the two of them met. Yes, being together, they got to know each other's habits, but that doesn't mean they really were meant for each other until the end."
"Then everything written in the book is good; that life is now even the family they formed."

"Yes, everything that is written in the book is quiet, and there is no problem with their family, so your characters in the book can’t get along yet because the god of destiny has not yet seen them in his vision. I also said you have to end it because they don't get along in the end. "

I nodded a few times. "Now it's clear to me why Daniella and William can't stay together."

The God of Destiny came up behind me and touched my shoulder. "Nice to meet you, Grandpa Victor, until we meet again." I smiled at him before they disappeared.
They went back to the room, and the God of Destiny disappeared immediately because he had to go to Jack.
Jack was already on the terrace of his house and looking at the dark sky when suddenly the God of Destiny appeared behind him, but he changed form into that of an old man.
"There are no stars in the sky. Very dark and thick clouds are floating."

Jack turned around and frowned. "Who are you, and how did you get in?"

"You already know who I am; it's just that I am a different person now. You look happy because you've seen her already. "

Jack was relieved because he already knew who it was. "Yes, but first I need to get to know her again and have her be her to me because a lot has changed over the years in her and even in me."

"That will happen."

"Why did you say that?"

"I just feel it."

Jack spun around. "If you don't mind, who are you and what kind of creature are you?"

"Fairy."

"A fairy, then what can someone like you do?"

He looked at Jack. "It's happening that I can Jack, but you can't discover those."

"Why?"

"Because it will affect you, you should get closer to me."

He approached Jack, then raised his index finger and touched Jack's forehead. "You’ll forget who you met in the different persona I made. It would be normal for all of you not to have met someone like me. By the time I disappear, that will be the time when you have forgotten everything, including how we met today. " A light flashed on the tip of his finger and then vanished in front of Jack.

Jack, on the other hand, closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, he just stared at the sky, as if there had been no conversation between the two of them—the God of Destiny in another person.