Giselle. "Yikes," she whispers. I nod. "We need to do this fast. Did you text Aimes?" She nods. "So we driving there after this?" Ari smirks. Aimee interrupts us. "Driving where?" I look back and smile sweetly. "Ari doesn’t know how to drive. I learned from my dad, like my dad, dad. I was gonna teach her. You wanna come?" Aimee shakes her head. Her eyes never leave the tossing and turning monster on the bed. "I have to get back to Aleks. He's almost done going over the last few hundred years." I touch the side of her face. She turns sharply. I lock her gaze with mine and hold her arm. Her grey eyes stare blankly at me. "The compulsion Giselle put on you to remember everything when Ari pushes is gone. You won't remember this moment either." My magic burns from my fingers. It creeps into her arm. I can feel it leaving me like a vine growing out of my fingertips and flowing into her. Her eyes flutter for a moment. I don’t know for certain if it will work on her. It worked on Oliver once. I drop my hand and wait. Ari eyes me up nervously. Her eyes stop and she looks around the room. "So you, uhm, what?" I smile. "You need to get back to Maine you said." She nods weakly. "That was weird." Her eyes settle on Giselle. "How is she?" Ari shakes her head. "Bad. She tried to eat one of the girls we rescued. She just can't seem to quench the thirst." Aimee's eyes lower. "I better get back." Ari looks like she is about to cry. "See you in a bit. I'll get Phillip to bring me back in like an hour. I need to see if I can help Lydia with all the girls." Her voice breaks a couple times. Aimee looks at her. Their eyes meet, it's as if they both know it's the last time they will ever see each other. Aimee is gone just as Ari's eyes fill with tears. Ari doesn’t cry. I've noticed it before. Her tears feel like razors cutting into my heart. I walk to Giselle and do the same thing I did to Aimee. Just as I finish, Phillip opens the door. "What are you two doing in here?" I glance back at him. "Just making sure she is okay. Wanna give us a lift somewhere?" His eyes narrow skeptically. "Sure. But why do you look like that?" I shake my head. "I just can't take how this is all turning out." He doesn’t look convinced but Ari's tears seem to bother him enough. He puts a hand out. I grab it. Ari pulls her phone out of pocket and shows him the picture. The air moves and we are standing on a windy dock. The ocean is choppy and grey. It's freezing. He shivers. "You guys okay here?" Ari nods and pulls her hood up. "Yeah. We just need to check on some shit. Thanks." I take his hand. "Don't say anything okay. I don’t want Oliver to know I'm out and about." He rolls his eyes. "Dad's a bit intense lately. See ya bitches." He's gone and we are standing on the cold wooden wharf. Ari points. "It's this way." We walk through the quaint town and I just can't see Aimee like one of these people. She is too classy and city to be a bumpkin like me. Ari doesn’t talk. I know she is devastated. She cries two more times on the walk. She dries her face when we reach the front door of a house with big windows in the front. She takes a deep breath and rolls her shoulders. She climbs the stairs and closes her eyes as she knocks. A sweet looking man, with a haunted look on his face, answers. He sounds stuffy, "Hello?" She smiles through her glassy eyes. "Hello Mr. James. My name is Ari." His eyes light up. "Aimee's Ari?" She nods. "Yeah. I was in town and thought I would stop in and say hello." He grabs her hand and pulls her inside. "Come in. Both of you. Please. Blake just arrived. He said some of Aimee's friends were coming over." I hate the frightened feeling in my guts as I climb the stairs. I can't help but look around the quiet neighborhood as I close the door and lock it.
Aimee
My head still feels funny. I kick a rock and circle the log house once more. "Aimee?" I look up hearing Aleks's voice in a panicked tone I have