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it at the end by the last house. No one lives there anymore so it’s okay. We can run the rest of the way.”
Zane helped her into the car and joined her a moment later. Sarah closed her eyes and concentrated on her breathing. She tried reciting the alphabet over and over but even that did nothing.
Zane stopped the car a few minutes later and she opened her eyes. “Let’s run,” she said and jumped out of the jeep. She felt the energy she had been trying as hard as she could to hold back whip through her body and scream out her fingers. She flew down the road and into the trees, feeling the energy crest in her shoulders and pour down her back. She leaped over a log and ducked under a branch before she headed down the path that was so familiar to her.
She looked to her left and felt her heart ease when she saw Zane running right with her. He glanced over at her, looking worried. She put on more speed hoping that would help and reached the tree house much too quickly.
She came to a stop by the large maple tree still shaking from the power. She leaned against the tree as Zane came to a stop in front of her. She stared back at him, as their breath slowed down. His eyes were silver again and he stepped closer. “I can take a little energy off your hands. Give what you can to me,” he said and leaned in, settling his mouth against hers.
The same thing that happened at lunch happened again. Her power whipped through her body and out, surrounding him. He seemed impervious to the energy, as if he soaked it in. As he kissed her, her arms snaked around his back, holding him tight. His hands came up to her face to hold her head gently. She felt her body sigh and relax. She pulled back, staring up into his eyes and then kissed him gently one more time.
“Thank you,” she said quietly, leaning her head against his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her protectively, rubbing circles on her back. “Kissing you is not a chore. But you’re welcome.” He tilted her chin up, looking over her face carefully. “Now tell me what set you off.”
Sarah smoothed her hair back and sighed, letting the last of the excess energy seep out into the wind. “Come on,” she said and turned towards the tree. She rubbed her hands on her pants and then jumped up to grab the lowest hanging branch. She flipped her body up and over and then hitched her leg over. She pulled herself up and then grabbed the next branch. Four more branches later, she crawled into a small tree house someone had built many years ago and then abandoned. It had a roof and a floor and that was about it. Her sleeping bag and pillow were covered with leaves and twigs. She sat down and waited for Zane to join her.
He landed beside her and showed her a cut on his hand. “Your tree attacked me,” he said with a shake of his head.
Sarah took his palm in her hand and rubbed her thumb over the blood and closed her eyes. She sent a pulse of energy through her hand to his and rubbed his palm again, back and forth. She opened her eyes and looked down. The blood was still there, but the cut had closed.
Zane studied his hand, touching it was his finger. “Cool. It felt hot where you touched me, but the pain left. Thanks. I guess we know what your special talent is. That and running.”
Sarah grinned and leaned her head on his shoulder. “Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes I can’t control it at all and sometimes it works without me wanting it too. That part scares me.”
Zane nodded in understanding and put his arm around her shoulders. “Tell me what happened.”
Sarah went over her confrontation with her aunt and what Drake had said to her. Zane didn’t say a word until she was done.
“Well, I don’t think you’re safe at home. But Sarah, its September now. It’s going to get cold fast. You won’t be able to hide out in the woods much longer. And you shouldn’t have to. What if Drake found you out here by yourself sleeping? I don’t like it.
Zane helped her into the car and joined her a moment later. Sarah closed her eyes and concentrated on her breathing. She tried reciting the alphabet over and over but even that did nothing.
Zane stopped the car a few minutes later and she opened her eyes. “Let’s run,” she said and jumped out of the jeep. She felt the energy she had been trying as hard as she could to hold back whip through her body and scream out her fingers. She flew down the road and into the trees, feeling the energy crest in her shoulders and pour down her back. She leaped over a log and ducked under a branch before she headed down the path that was so familiar to her.
She looked to her left and felt her heart ease when she saw Zane running right with her. He glanced over at her, looking worried. She put on more speed hoping that would help and reached the tree house much too quickly.
She came to a stop by the large maple tree still shaking from the power. She leaned against the tree as Zane came to a stop in front of her. She stared back at him, as their breath slowed down. His eyes were silver again and he stepped closer. “I can take a little energy off your hands. Give what you can to me,” he said and leaned in, settling his mouth against hers.
The same thing that happened at lunch happened again. Her power whipped through her body and out, surrounding him. He seemed impervious to the energy, as if he soaked it in. As he kissed her, her arms snaked around his back, holding him tight. His hands came up to her face to hold her head gently. She felt her body sigh and relax. She pulled back, staring up into his eyes and then kissed him gently one more time.
“Thank you,” she said quietly, leaning her head against his chest.
He wrapped his arms around her protectively, rubbing circles on her back. “Kissing you is not a chore. But you’re welcome.” He tilted her chin up, looking over her face carefully. “Now tell me what set you off.”
Sarah smoothed her hair back and sighed, letting the last of the excess energy seep out into the wind. “Come on,” she said and turned towards the tree. She rubbed her hands on her pants and then jumped up to grab the lowest hanging branch. She flipped her body up and over and then hitched her leg over. She pulled herself up and then grabbed the next branch. Four more branches later, she crawled into a small tree house someone had built many years ago and then abandoned. It had a roof and a floor and that was about it. Her sleeping bag and pillow were covered with leaves and twigs. She sat down and waited for Zane to join her.
He landed beside her and showed her a cut on his hand. “Your tree attacked me,” he said with a shake of his head.
Sarah took his palm in her hand and rubbed her thumb over the blood and closed her eyes. She sent a pulse of energy through her hand to his and rubbed his palm again, back and forth. She opened her eyes and looked down. The blood was still there, but the cut had closed.
Zane studied his hand, touching it was his finger. “Cool. It felt hot where you touched me, but the pain left. Thanks. I guess we know what your special talent is. That and running.”
Sarah grinned and leaned her head on his shoulder. “Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes I can’t control it at all and sometimes it works without me wanting it too. That part scares me.”
Zane nodded in understanding and put his arm around her shoulders. “Tell me what happened.”
Sarah went over her confrontation with her aunt and what Drake had said to her. Zane didn’t say a word until she was done.
“Well, I don’t think you’re safe at home. But Sarah, its September now. It’s going to get cold fast. You won’t be able to hide out in the woods much longer. And you shouldn’t have to. What if Drake found you out here by yourself sleeping? I don’t like it.
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