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Death,
Fantasy,
Paranormal,
Mystery,
tragedy,
love,
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Betrayal,
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sonny daise
Never
did I have so many feelings rushing through me, but the sadness and
fear washed away as soon as his hands reached for mine. Then the
only feeling left lingering, was love.
I pulled away for a moment. “I love you,” I
whispered. He looked at me; the way he stared made my heart beat
faster.
“I love you, too.” A smile covered his face.
He pulled me closer, but before his lips met mine, there was a
screeching sound, like something was scraping across one of the
back windows.
“What was that?” I asked, frightened.
“I don’t know.”
He sat up straight and tried to start the
car, but it wouldn’t. I looked over at him, and when I did, there
was a loud bang against my window. Ann stood there with her hands
against the glass.
“Try it again.” I imagined the car starting,
but it didn’t work. She kept banging on the window. “Again, come
on.” I urged. He kept trying; it started, but it broke down a
little ways down the street.
“I don’t know if I have the strength to move
us and the car. Finding out about my dad took a lot out of me.”
I grabbed his hand. “Then let’s just go. We
can come back for the car.”
When I opened my eyes, we were back at
Elizabeth and George’s. We were standing right in front of their
house; they must have noticed right away because they all came
running out. Elizabeth ran up and hugged us both.
“I’m so glad you’re okay, what happened
earlier?” she demanded.
“I found out my dad died,” Dante replied. I
put my hand on his shoulder.
“Come in, come in. It’s freezing out here,”
Elizabeth said as she led us through the door. She told us to sit
in the living room.
“So what happened?” George asked.
“Well, I found out my mom isn’t really my
mom.” George and Elizabeth shared a worried glance. “Now she wants
to kill me, Dante, and I’m assuming whoever else gets in her
way.”
“You didn’t tell her anything… about where
you were, right?” Elizabeth worried.
“No, of course not,” I sighed. “But I think
she knows; this was around her neck.” I held out the heart-shaped
necklace that was filled with dirt.
“The only reason she would have this, is if
she was planning on coming here,” Elizabeth said.
“Is that how Skylar—”
“Oh my god,” Elizabeth whispered as she
opened the drawer where she kept the velvet bags of dirt. “There
had to of been at least twenty bags in here… they’re all gone.”
“Grace,” Dante and I both grumbled.
“This isn’t good,” Elizabeth said as she
walked in circles. “We may not be safe from the Alliance here.”
“You think they would give them to the
Alliance?” I questioned.
“The Alliance would do just about anything to
get to you. They would pay any price,” she cried.
“Why me?” I blurted. “What’s so special about
me?”
“Can we talk about this later?” Elizabeth
said as she rubbed her temples.
“Sure, but there’s something else…” I
mumbled.
“What?” She sighed.
“Grace isn’t exactly Grace,” I revealed.
“Someone possessed her, or something. I don’t know, but it wasn’t
Grace.”
“Have you ever heard of anything like this?”
Dante implored.
“Really, it’s almost like a form of
immortality,” George began. “The body will stay the same as it was
before the person died forever—until they’re killed. It’s no harder
or easier to kill them than any other person, but when they die,
they leave nothing behind. They’re just gone.”
“So you don’t think that we can save Grace?”
I whispered.
“I don’t know; I’ve only seen this happen
once,” George said. “Elizabeth and I will come up with something. I
don’t know if we can save Grace, but leave it to us.”
“Come on lets go home, you’ve had a long
couple of days,” Dante suggested as he put his arm around me.
“Okay,” I smiled and looked up at him.
I was glad we were past all of the stuff with
Grace. This felt right; that’s why I couldn’t figure