Free Destiny (Vanish Book Four) by Sonny Daise

who left the door to the shed open?”
the man yelled.
    “Not me,” one girl called.
    “Neither did I,” the other followed with the
exact same voice.
    I ran to the light switch and turned the
lights off. The door in the floor closed, and then I could faintly
hear the other close and lock. I ran back to turn the light on, and
once I could see Skylar’s face, I saw that he shared the same
worried look. We were locked down here, until someone else found
this place—or they came back and found us.
    We sat down on the comfortable couch and
waited. I knew that even though we were related, they wouldn’t
hesitate to kill me. I was unsure of their motives, but I was sure
they would only see us as a roadblock. It could still be a while
though, so why not enjoy it?
    “How are you doing?” Skylar asked.
    “I’m fine,” I smiled. “He didn’t have to
leave, but he did. I couldn’t stop him, so why should I sit here
and dwell on it?”
    “You shouldn’t. I don’t exactly know how you should deal with a situation like this… but I know it will
be a lot harder on you if you can’t get him off your mind.”
    “Yeah.” I looked into his eyes. They were
amazing. They looked like gems that shined a million equally
amazing shades of green.
    He walked over to the bar and grabbed a
bottle of vodka and two cups. Then he came and sat back down.
    “This will help us pass the time,” he
smiled.
    “Fine,” I said.
    What was being uptight all of the time
getting me? Sure, I still needed to use my brain and think for
myself, but I could let go some of the time. I could just enjoy
things without overanalyzing and spinning everything to be so much
worse. Sure there were some things that warranted my paranoia. But
why even bother now?
    He poured a shot for each of us. I walked
over to the fridge; there was a twelve-pack of Coke. I grabbed a
can; I figured we could split it. I grabbed the cup and smelled it;
it stung my nostrils. I plugged my nose and swallowed it. Then, I
grabbed the can of coke to take a sip. After a few more shots, we
started talking.
    “So, when did you know that you were in love
with Dante?” Skylar asked.
    “It’s kind of hard to say. There were a few
fleeting moments when we were younger. I’d have to say I really
fell in love with him when I found out he pretended to be you just
to help me…” I sighed.
    “You miss him, don’t you?”
    “Yes,” I sighed. “But you’re the next-best
thing. You remind me of him in so many ways besides your looks.
You’re actually kind, you’re nowhere near who I thought you were,
and ever since we—”
    “Ever since we… what?” He wondered.
    “Nothing, It’s nothing.”
    “Tell me, please,” he begged.
    “Ever since we… kissed… I felt this part of
me—”
    “You felt it, too?” He blurted
    “What did you feel… exactly?” I wondered.
    “I—I felt whole, complete.”
    “No, I didn’t feel like that. It was more of
a part of me that I’d never felt before, I never even knew it was
there, and now I can’t ignore it—that’s why Dante really left.”
    “Part of me wishes that we’d never met, that
we were never meant to meet each other. I wish that you had a
chance to be happy.”
    “Skylar, it’s not that I couldn’t be happy
with you. It’s that fact that I was completely happy with Dante. I
thought we were meant to be together; I thought we were bound by
some magical, amazing thing. I thought that nothing could tear us
apart. I thought that no matter what happened, no matter what
anyone did to us, no matter what challenges we would face, we would
have each other. That was the one thing I thought I could
count on, but I couldn’t even count on that. He was the one
person I knew I could count on to always be there, but he
left.”
    “If you ever decide that I am worthy of a
chance, you will always be able to count on me.”
    “It’s not whether you’re ‘worthy’ or not,
It’s whether I can live without Dante or