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Damon

“Are you okay?” Zack asked, looking at me.

I frowned and nodded as we continued towards the hospital to check on Owen, a daily afternoon routine, although it didn’t feel like there was any hope of him waking up.

“Yeah. I don’t know, I’m good,” I said, rubbing my forehead.

I was okay. In fact, I felt… great.

Last night… what Liam did, I knew he did it without thinking. The bullets shot would have killed me or anyone else. They were deadly. Luckily, Haru only had one arm. He didn’t have the time to reload the damn gun for another round of shots. I didn’t even want to think about the casualties if he was at his best…

But it wasn’t that which was on my mind or of seeing Raven and Liam together. It hurt less than I thought it would. In a way… I felt free. Last night’s dream returned to me again…

The sun was shining through the trees as I lay under it, the grass dancing in the wind.

Damon…

“Who’s there?” I called, sitting up. I was alone in the field… strange.

The soothing touch of fingers running through my curls made me turn, but there was no one there.

You’ve been through so much… it’s time to let it all go…that same whispery, beautiful voicecame.

“Let what go?”

The pain, child… I am proud of you.

I felt those same fingers touch my chest, a soothing coolness spreading within me, and my heart thudded, feeling the gaping hole left at the breaking of the bond vanish from inside me. What was that?

“Who are you?”

You are so much more… so much more. Remember who you are… believe in yourself the way I believe in you.

I had woken up in bed, breathing hard, but the strangest thing was that the loss of Raven was still there in my mind, yet the gaping hole in my chest was… gone. I had a feeling who it may have been, but… she wouldn’t visit me. I was no one imp-

I stopped mid-thought, remembering her parting words.

So much more…

I guess I had gotten into a habit of it…

Why me, though? I looked at the sky for a moment, knowing I would never get the answer to that before we stepped into the hospital.

Liam and Raven…I’m glad they’re happy.

How did I feel…? Pretty neutral… I loved Raven, but seeing her with Liam changed a lot of stuff. It was going to take me a little time, but today… I didn’t feel like I was just surviving. I felt like I was okay. That the future was going to be brighter.

We approached Owen’s room only to see a few doctors around his bed.

“What the…” I muttered as Zack opened the door.

“What happened?” He asked.

“He woke up, but he… he won’t make it,” one of the doctors explained, using the defibrillator on him. “Again!” The blaring sound of the heart rate monitor remained flat.

Twice… thrice... nothing helped.

I stared at the man before me, thinking he was gone and, with him, any chance of finding answers…