I don't own the secret circle I just love the magical world and interesting characters that LJ Smith created.
Xoxo H
As I stood on the bluff watching the waves I thought back to the first time I stood out here four years ago. The waves were menacing and speaking to me in a language I was just learning how to understand. Four years ago we had moved to this, what I thought back then, ugly house in a very strange town. Four years ago I had been in a world of wonder and world of fear. Not certain of what I was or who was only to learn of the power within me and the beauty of all things around me. As I thought back to my first weeks here and the harassment I had suffered at the hands of Faye, one moment stuck out. A brown arm reaching in front of me, protecting me from my tormentors. That same arm that wrapped around me the night my Grandmother died. That same arm that I found refuge in the night the evil shadowy spirit of Black John had tried to take over my already fragile mind. That same arm that let go of the back of the seat I was riding in when I broke his heart. The same arm that provided a shelter as lightning stuck and trees fell all around us. That same arm I had found the comfort and solstice in that I now longed for.
As I watched the sun glistened waves dance, I couldn't get the image of his face out of my mind- the dark hair that was usually spiked with grease from working on his car for hours, the coolness of the expression on his perfectly sculptured face and the deep thought that rested in those mahogany eyes that could always put me in trance. I couldn't believe that four years had passed since I had seen his face. The night he left was what the start of the downfall for me and Adam. I knew I loved them both and I knew Adam had it worse with the thing with Diana and then the fact that the silver cord had connected him to Scarlett too. It was too much for any relationship to handle. "What about the cord?" Adam had asked when I told him I couldn't do this anymore. "I think it's only there to connect our generation of the Circle" I said. "Some segments will be stronger between certain people because the relationships, friendships are never the same between different people". "What about Nick?" Adam had asked "do you love him?" Adam had gotten bold all of a sudden. I didn't want to answer him and I didn't have to "Nick left". Was all I could say before I walked away leaving Adam alone on the beach.
I thought about Nick often over the past few years. My heart was wherever he was he just didn't know it. I especially thought about Nick this morning as he had promised me four years that he would always be there when I needed someone and with my mother passing away last night, I really needed him. Sure the girls and the Henderson brothers came to stay with me when I got the call about the car accident at 10PM the night before but they weren't Nick. I was hugged and I was held by the members of the Club but it wasn't the same as when Nick held me that night four years. I cried on his shoulder and knew that he was something special. Wanting to love him not realizing I already had. It was fours years later and I still had the same fire burn within me whenever I thought of him. Nick understood me in a way that no else could. He followed my train of thought, he stood by my ideas and decisions even if he was the only one standing with me. Back then I thought that he still loved me even after Adam and I got together, but he left New Salem and hadn't been back since. No letter, no phone call and no forwarding address. The night he walked away from a gathering of the Circle, I was worried about him but too scared to go to house so I went home. When I got into my bedroom that night there was a single piece of clear calcite, Nick's working stone, on my pillow and I knew he was gone.
As I stood here on the bluff I took that stone out of my pocket and held it close to my heart as I often did over the years since Nick left. Sky and sea bring him to me I started to say but stopped myself. I wasn't going to use magic on him. If Nick was going to come back it would be on his own accord. It would be because he wanted to come back. Not having any sign from him over the past four years, I had long since accepted the fact that he would just remain a memory and that there would be a piece of my heart that was forever missing.