"Sorry that we can't have that talk right now, but we'll talk tonight when everything blows over. I promise." I believe him. I don't know why, but I do. He stayed by my side as we sat in the police station, waiting for my mom to come and take care of everything, and then we'll be leaving this place. My dad will be in prison and I'll move back home to New York and become Cassia again. My life was over as Sky Hart before it even began.
"Don't think that, Cassia." That's weird. He acted like he just heard my thoughts, did he? I'm going crazy. I should be carted off to the loony bin for even thinking that. Normal people can't read minds, and everyone is normal. Everyone's human. no one actually has superpowers.
"I'll explain it all tonight, but can you stop by my house tonight when you get home or I can stop by your house if you'd prefer." I shook my head. "I'm sorry, I can't, Ben. I guess this is goodbye." I don't want it to be goodbye, Ben! I cried in my thoughts. I'm really having an internal struggle here.
"I'll explain everything later, but not here. You'll be okay here with my dad, right?" I nodded. It's my dad I'm worried about. "Maybe I should take you home? You should get some sleep or something." I nodded. "I'll call my mom and tell her." Ben handed me his phone and I dialed. Much faster than my crappy one.
"Mom, I think I'm gonna get a ride home with Ben." My mom's breathing was raspy as if she was the one who was tackled to the ground. "Okay, honey. I'll take care of the paper work and we'll pack up and go back to living in New York and you can get back to your friends and boyfriend that you had to break up with."
Ben pretended not to listen, but I knew he was by the pained look on his face. I caused him pain. I hate that I caused him pain. "I'll see you at home." My mom said and clicked off. I clicked off too and handed Ben his phone back. "You had a boyfriend?" I knew he was listening. I nodded. "Were you serious?" Awkward question for a stranger to ask me, but it didn't seem awkward coming from Ben. I felt like I knew him before we even met. Like our souls were entwined together and together was ecstasy. Or it would've been if I wasn't leaving in a few days most likely.
"Yes. We were." I finally answered as he stared me down. "Before everything happened with my dad I thought I was going to marry him someday. I still do." I admitted, but the feeling is quickly lessening just from being here with Ben. "I'm sorry." I brushed the tips of my fingers over Ben's hardened knuckles. He was tense from my truthful answer. "You don't have anything to apologize for." Ben forced a smile and his knuckles unclenched and he moved his hand on top of mine and touched it softly. His touch was like a hit of a drug that was only meant for me and no one else.
"Are you ready to go?" Ben asked me. I nodded and we both got up with our hands still intertwined. They're meant for each other. I just know it. I can tell Ben knows it too.
