Destiny (Vanish Book Four)

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never do such a thing. The world had taken back
my happiness and replaced it with something so forced, so
unnatural. I wasn’t sure without Dante here, that these feelings
wouldn’t morph and grow, and if they did, there would be nothing
that I could do.
    I realized I’d fallen to my knees, and Dante
had left me. I ran down the stairs and out the front door. His
mother stood on the porch waving good-bye, she seemed confused, but
I had no time to listen to her. I ran out to the car. I couldn’t
beg him anymore, I was only torturing myself, and he wouldn’t even
look in my direction. The next thing I knew, they were off.
     
     

Chapter 9:
Familiar
    I went back to the lake. Skylar was still
sitting there waiting. I felt horrible. I couldn’t give in to my
feelings for him because I was afraid they would replace what I
feel for Dante.
    He put his arm around me, and we watched the
sun set on the worst day of my life. He understood, and he felt
responsible; it was all there in the way he said nothing. He cared
about me, that I could tell. He wanted to heal my broken heart, he
just didn’t quite know how.
    “I’m sorry Scarlett,” Skylar finally
said.
    “I don’t know what’s going on,” I said,
staring out into the faint line of sunset that hadn’t yet been
consumed by darkness.
    It wasn’t normal, or healthy to feel this
way, but there was something much stronger than my emotions tearing
my heart to shreds. With every breath, my heart ached more. I felt
like the sun wouldn’t rise tomorrow or ever again.
    “To be honest,” Skylar said. “Neither do I,
it’s obvious how much you care about him. I wish I didn’t feel the
way that I do.”
    “I wish I knew why we were meant to be
together, it doesn’t even say in the book. What is so important
that we need to feel this way? I guess the best thing for me to do,
is just forget about Dante for now. I can’t obsess over him until
he returns.”
    “I’m here for you,” he whispered.
    It was innocent. I could tell he wouldn’t try
to push me into doing anything I didn’t want to do. At least for
now—while I didn’t want that—but when the wounds start healing for
Dante, when he has been gone so long, that it’s hard to remember us
and how we were, I wasn’t sure it would stay that way.
     
    We sat on the shore and stared at the sky all
night. Once the sun started to rise, I felt—alive. I still missed
Dante. My heart still ached for him, but I was starting to realize
that the world was going to continue. I still had my friends, and I
had made a new one. He reminded me of Dante in the way that he
didn’t leave when I needed him, though Dante did just that last
night.
    “I’m sorry I kept you up all night, sometimes
I forget that people need to sleep more than just once in a
while.”
    “It’s okay, I would never sleep again if I
could spend all my extra time with you,” I looked away from him. I
couldn’t look into his eyes while he said things like that to me.
“I’m sorry.”
    “You don’t have to apologize, and I’m not
promising anything, but you have to give me some time.”
    “Okay, so what do you want to do today?”
    “Do you want to go check something out with
me?”
    “Sure,” he said.
     
    I led him to the hole in the fence, and I
climbed through before him. I needed to know who lived there and
why. Who would want to live so close to the Alliance? I had an odd
suspicion about that place, like no matter what we found, no matter
who lived there, it would be a clue, or at least something
significant. I went down the path, and in no time, we were standing
in front of the vine, and bush covered fence.
    I pushed a small branch out of the way and
there was a clear view of the house. A man came outside. He was
looking around for something. Then, he yelled into the house—I’d
heard that voice before. A woman yelled back from inside the house,
and she, too, had a familiar voice. I couldn’t quite put my finger
on it. Then, the

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