Lana
My mood had been depressed the whole week long, the reality of my summer drawing to an end weighed heavily on me - more so than it had ever done before. I guess this time around I had more motivation to stay awake than in the past. Rhett had tried to cheer me up, texting me cute messages and dropping off flowers or doughnuts whenever he came back from school.
That was another thing that bugged me. He and Willow got to go to school together, and I envied them that experience. Just the normalcy of it all.
The hike had been a great idea, and had been really fun until my brain decided to run away with me again, taking itself into dark places. I even imagined waking up to find Willow and Rhett together - which would never happen, I know that.
RhettMy head pounded steadily as if someone had taken a jackhammer to my skull, my eyesight blurry for a few seconds as I came to. Sitting up slowly, I rested my throbbing head in my hands."What the hell happened?" I asked, looking around briefly before I closed my eyes to the blinding light, which only made my headache worse. "And why the hell are you driving my car, Sparkles?"The brief recap from the girls of what had happened put things somewhat into place, but for the most part, I had no clue. Lana had changed into a pair of gym shorts and a baggy t-shirt I had lying about the car, but she smelled faintly of smoke, which confused the hell out of my fuzzy mind."When we get home, you're going to have to let my
LanaIt was a surreal experience knowing that Cole was one of the kids I had a vague memory of, their small bodies lying sleeping in the clinically white bedroom at the orphanage. He seemed a lot older than me, not just the two years which I knew he was.We quickly established that I needed to be careful. If the military tracking system was still working, then they would know that my tattoo had appeared. He seemed to believe that finding your soul mate made the marker appear, but there was a chance that he was just being romantic.Willow also wanted clarity on her dreams, but Cole just shrugged his shoulders."I guess you're like our mothers. You have an unexplainable gift," was all he could say.
RhettAfter the discovery of Terry's body, we weren't exactly sure how it was all going to go down, but we all knew it wasn't going to be good.The cops had called my dad, asking questions about his whereabouts after they had discovered that Terry was dating my mom. They had some theory about a jealous ex or some such bullshit, and the fact that they'd picked up a car registered to my dad on a traffic camera close to the scene didn't help. They soon discovered that I had been driving the car, not my dad.Thank goodness for Cole's decision for us to eat at McDonald's - although in retrospect I think he made us go there on purpose. I'm not sure what Cole had done but the cops determined Terry's time of death was smack bang the same time as when we were chilling in McD's.
LanaIt was official. I loved Christmas time! Everything about it drew me in; the lights, the food, the general merriment of the people I met. It was just incredible!Rhett's dad had arrived back home, so he'd been quite quiet, in fact I'd heard absolutely nothing from him. My texts had gone unanswered, and it was starting to freak me out a little bit. Dan had said to give him some space, he was probably just catching up with Bill so I busied myself with other things. Christmas shopping and baking quickly shot up to my favourite things to do.Eventually, I broke and decided to take Bill and Rhett some sugar cookies. A two in one gesture, if you could put it that way. It wasn't that I didn't trust Rhett, it was just that something felt off.
RhettIt was still dark when Dan's convertible crept out of the driveway, he and the twins on a mission to get a message to Cole. I had barely managed to sleep, nervous tension clawing at my stomach throughout the three days the General had decided to "be a guest" in our home.I knew that once the military man vacated the premises, my father would immediately have me in his office explaining every little detail to him. Lana said it didn't matter to her if he knew, but I don't think her folks would be of the same opinion so I had to weigh the pros and cons very carefully. I mean, how would you feel if you discovered your best friend of more than twenty years had kept a secret and had lied consistently to you?Fortunately - or rather, unfortunately - it didn't seem as if the G
LanaHave you ever had the feeling of waiting for the other shoe to drop? That's what it had been like since Cole's dad had left the area.Christmas had been festive, my mom making sure it was just like I had seen in movies with the most delicious food ever. And just when I thought that I couldn't fit another morsel into my stomach, out came dessert. The only thing that put a damper on the festivities was this feeling that wouldn't go away. It didn't help that Willow had been having dreams again - and not good ones."It was just like before, you were running away from men chasing you and you burst into flames," Willow's voice was cracking over the phone, the poor signal at her grandparents cabin to blame."What do y
RhettMy dad had practically locked himself in his office since the moment he'd returned from confronting Lana's folks. I get it - he was beyond upset. Mrs. P had recently told me that Dr. and Mrs Summers were the ones who kept my dad sane after my mom bailed with me. They'd practically kept him from drowning his sorrows in a pool of strong spirits and his own blood - if you get what I mean.So the fact that he'd allowed them to see him so vulnerable without them affording him the same consideration sucked the big one.It would take time for him to pull his pride from his pocket and get over it, but eventually he'd see that Lana's secret was massive in comparison to my mom's affairs.Don't get me wrong, I felt
RhettOne moment she was yelling at our attackers to let us go and that they were making a mistake, the next she was screaming as her body turned into flames which seared the flesh of those who tried to detain her. The fire within her grew and grew, swallowing the whole area in its furnace. Our attackers screamed in agony, their skin blistering and peeling off of their bones as they died a gruesome death.I looked down at my own hands, only a slight warmth tingling my skin. My clothes were completely burned off, but my skin was untouched for some inexplicable reason. The flames which engulfed Lana were spreading as she seemed to channel more energy unwittingly into the flames, her vision consumed with her dead brother.Dan's voice broke through my stupor as he pleaded with L
Harley"That's Junior!" Cole practically shouted as he grabbed the file and studied it more intently. "I spent most of the day with him… but he said his father was dead. He said he joined the Rebels in memory of his dead dad."I'd seen the guy Cole had been hanging out with but I guess I hadn't been paying that close attention to him - my focus being on Cole instead."Are you sure, kid?" Hank asked, scratching through his scraggly beard.Cole nodded, his eyes fixed on Jay. "I promise, if I'd known the full story I would have said something to him. I will see what I can do to break the news to him gently… try to get him to leave that group of criminals."
Cole"What the fuck is that on your back, Harley?" I asked again as she stared at me, mouth opening and closing like a demented goldfish."What do you mean?" She responded with a question of her own, feigning ignorance.I took a step toward her, noticing her taking a step backward in response. I wasn't trying to scare her, but I was struggling to contain the emotions bubbling up inside me."You know exactly what I mean, Harley," I stepped forward again, trapping her against the back of the sofa. "Why do you have that tattoo between your shoulder blades?"The tattoo of a tree covered in blossoms and surrounded by a tribal styled borde
HarleyYou know those events in life where you just know sticking around will end in disaster, but you do anyway? Well, this rally was like that.I was seriously regretting my outfit choice, and was pretty sure my backside would be bruised by the evening from all the slaps drunk old men had given it. As it turned out, it wasn't the "young bucks" Jay was so worried about that I needed to look out for - it was the creepy old men with wandering hands and boozy breath.Even Tanner's presence didn't seem to help, although I guess he didn't really look like he would be able to do much in a physical fight. He was a lover, not a fighter. The whole personal space thing really was lost on drunkards.
ColeI had woken up feeling like I had been hit with a freight train - which then reversed and ran over me again. It was probably thanks to the fact that I hadn't slept much that night, thoughts of Harley plaguing me whenever I shut my eyes.She, on the other hand, had looked as if she'd hadn't been affected at all by our kiss and my quick escape.Okay, she'd dressed as if she wanted someone to pay attention to her, with her hot as heck arse in those tight fake leather pants. I really had to stop myself from either grabbing her and kissing her again - because I hadn't learned my lesson the first time - or begging her to go and change. When Jay shook his head at me I knew it was pointless though, the chick had shown a stubborn side to her and she'd clearly just di
HarleyI watched in horror as Cole ran - literally ran - to get away from me. Was I THAT much of a freak that guys found the need to escape the moment things got slightly intimate. I mean, we were just making out.I swore under my breath and stared at myself in the reflection of the floor length mirror that Jay had hung up beside the coat rack by the front door. I wasn’t hideous. I mean, I wasn’t drop dead gorgeous either, but I wasn’t a monster. I was probably a bit curvier than the chicks Cole obviously attracted, my backside refusing to shrink from a size ten no matter how much dieting and exercise I put in. My blonde hair had a slight curl to it and, in some lights, looked as if it was shot through with golden threads - another reason Jay insisted on my nickname. Nothing about me stood out or screamed sexy
ColeI don't know what the hell came over me to make me kiss Harley. One moment I was laughing and launching water in her direction, the next our bodies were pressed together and my lips were glued to hers like velcro.I wanted to step back, I really did, I just couldn't. Okay, so maybe I didn't really want to pull away from her, but I knew I'd feel like shit once the fog of passion lifted.Harley wasn't April. And I knew April was my soulmate, the tattoo between my shoulder blades said as much.And yet I couldn't deny the pull I felt toward Harley. She was everything I could ever want in a girl; fun, clever, sexy as heck! But it was absolutely stupid to assume anything would ever come of it.
HarleyJay, Cole and I worked in silence in the garage on our separate projects, Dolly Parton's greatest hits playing on the old stereo in the background. My mind still found itself wondering why Cole had a picture of me from my younger years. It was disconcerting and part of me was glad that he hadn't recognized me.Jay had explained to me a few times that I'd been shot when he'd found me. He had heard gunshots moments before and put two and two together, drawing the conclusion that dangerous people - probably a gang - were after me. It's why he never took me to the hospital for treatment, and why he never reported finding me to the police. He wanted to keep me safe.So either Cole was telling the truth and we had been friends back then, or he was a part o
ColeAll that talk about my reasons for the way I travelled across the country created a pang in my chest that wouldn't go away all throughout dinner. I'd begun to truly enjoy myself for the first time in years, forgetting my curse. I got lost in the feeling of what I could only assume must be what it felt like to actually belong somewhere, to be part of a family.Harley's question had brought me crashing back to reality - my General father was still looking for me, there were still two others to find and the military research centre needed to be stopped and destroyed once and for all.I sat down on the sofa, my heart heavy for momentarily forgetting April. Sure, I'd fallen in love with the girl from my childhood through the words that we'd written to each other
HarleyWould you think bad of me if I admitted that I'd been slightly jealous of Emily, thinking she was this gorgeous hunk's girlfriend? Probably not.The way he chatted to Jay, including me in the conversation every now and then - it felt as if he belonged in our home, like we'd all been friends for years. It was strange, but in a nice way.It's not like I had many friends. The girls in the town were prissy princesses who didn't get their nails dirty, and the guys were threatened by me. I knew more about mechanics than they did, and I was a good shot with the pistol Jay insisted I learn to shoot. He wasn't allowed to own a gun, the whole 'spending time in jail' thing against his name, so I'm not so sure where he got the weapon, but it's not something I wa