Golden Connection
ONE
I cried my eyes out. Haven was comforting me, which made me feel even worse. It made me feel so selfish. I should me be the one comforting her. Not the other way around. Haven had died, and been brought back to life by me. Tricked by Roman, as all problems in my life seem to be starting.
"He'll come back." Haven assured me.
"No he won't. He's not just taken the Twins to Salem. He's taking a time off from me. Well, more like giving it to me." I explained, as I hugged my pillow.
"After everything that happened with you. He's still convinced he's not my soul mate, so he's left me again." I couldn't believe it. I was so angry with him.
"I don't get it. You guys, you've always had a special connection. It's something I truly envy!" She said, and then she looked at me. Her stare fading, as she bit her lip.
"That could have been the whole immortality thing…" She trailed off. "Oh shit, I'm sorry! I'm not helping!"
"Can you just give me a long hug?" I said clearing my tears. Haven nodded with a smile.
The next day Haven and I rolled into the store. Jude was already there, sweeping the floor.
"You've got an appointment in about ten minutes." He said, and then turned to Haven. "You, here. Happy sweeping!" He tossed her the broom.
"You know Swiffers really are better than this." She said, and rolled her eyes.
"Brooms are the strongest of all everyday household items. Why do you think witches ride them?" He smiled, a cocky in your face smile. I couldn't help but stare. He caught me doing so. I turned away quickly, cheeks burning.
At the end of the day, Jude was sitting on the floor, trying to get me to read all sorts of weird medium things. I wasn't really paying attention, and neither was Haven. Who was too busy with drooling over Jude.
"And, you're not paying attention." I heard him say.
"Yes, I am." I lied.
"Right. Look, if you don't feel like doing this today, you can tell me. I don't mind."
"Okay." I said, and stood up. "Haven, let's go."
She followed orders, but kept starring at Jude.
"I don't get, why you just don't go for it. He's dreamy."
I shrugged the question. Ignoring it completely.
"Okay, you're in love with Da-" She stopped. "He who must not be mentioned." I threw a lazy, irritated smile at her.
"So, is it okay if I ask him out?" I was shocked. I felt my heart burn, and my body itch in the weirdest of places. Blood was rushing faster, everywhere.
"Sure." I managed to get trough my teeth. I felt her stare in my face.
"Are you sure?" She said with crossed arms.
"Entirely." I thanked God she didn't know how to read my mind yet.
"If you say so." She added.
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