Author's note: First of all, everyone that's reading this story: THANK YOU SO MUCH 333 And again, sorry for all the spelling problems, I hope there's not too many of them... but if you find one, please tell so I can make it right!
The other thing I wanna say is that I'm travelling next week, and I don't know if the place I'm going has a computer (I'm going to my aunt's place, so...). So there's a chance that I'm not going to post new chapters for a while.
That being said, I hope you like this chapter *-*
xoxo
I woke up the next day feeling guilty.
Byron probably thought that our "almost" kiss meant something. I, on the other hand, don't even know if there was going to be a kiss... It all happened so fast...
I felt so stupid. Now I would have to tell him that... whatever we did last night meant nothing, and hurt his feelings. Again.
That was something I always hated to do, but now that he became such an important person in my life, the thought of losing his friendship makes me sick.
I screwed up so bad this time...
Than I decided to do what I always do in these situations: I ran up to my parents. Not that I was going to tell them my problems, I just wanted to run away from having to think about how to solve them.
- Look, if it isn't one of the leaders of our town! - says my dad, when I enter our leaving room.
My mom comes running from her room when she hears that. I hug both of them, and suddenly I realize how much I missed them. I don't get to see them as much with all the council and Resistance meetings. I can see my old room behind them, and as much as I love havig my own place, seeing it makes me remember when things were just... easy. I just had to think about school, and friends... and that was it.
But as I said before, I'm far away from normal.
- How are things going? - asked my mom.
- Lots of work to do, lots of meetings, lots of problems to solve... but at least we're in peace now - I remembered last year... good thing it's over. - and with you?
- There's not much to do around here Wist, but we are very proud of you and your brother - my dad answered, with a smile. - By the way, why isn't he here with you?
- We had a party at his place yesterday, I left early, but I think it lasted all night. I didn't wanna wake him up, so I came here alone...
As I say it, I know they're not buying it. I was just so confused that I wanted to come here alone.. But what I said is not a lie, so...
- So... council things aside, are you ok, Wisty? - asks my mom. Yep, they know I'm lying. But that doesn't mean I wanna talk about... that... with my mom.
- Yes, everything's awesome! - I say, with the best fake smile I can do. She knows I'm lying, but she decides to leave me alone. I love that about her. About them.
- Great... and... are you eating well? - She asks like... well, like moms do.
- Yes mom, I'm eating. - I say rolling my eyes.
- Is just that.. now that you're living alone...
- I'm ok mom, I swear. - I smile at her. She relaxes at little.
- Does that mean you don't want the ice cream cake I just did?
I grin.
- When did I ever said no to your ice cream cake?
We gather around the kitchen's table, and eat the best cake in the world. It tastes like chidhood and hollidays, seriously.
When we finish, my dad says:
- Actually, there's something we wanted to ask you.
I get a little scared. That's never a good thing.
- A friend of ours told me that her daughter disappeared 3 days ago. She's 16.
- Is she...
- Yes, she's a witch.
I get chills. It reminds me of... when was the last time I felt like this? Wasn't long ago.
- Maybe she just... ran away? - I risk.
- No, she was such a good kid, she would never do that. - my mom says, with a warmth in her words that only mothers have.
- But she has magic, don't you think that she would've fought if someone tried to hurt her?
- Her powers are not... strong enough. - My dad says.
Sometimes I forget that even though there's some magicians out there, their powers are pretty much useless in these situations. Some of them can see the future, some can levitate a couple feet from the ground, but they can't fight. They're not like me and Whit.
- Ok... how can I help?
- Can you talk to the Resistance to help us find her? Her mother is really worried... - My mom asks.
- Sure, consider it done.
I get my phone and send a text to everyone in the resistance, saying we need a meeting tonight. My stomach makes a spin as I send Byron's text. But I'll have to see him some time, right?
- Can you guys take me there tonight? - I ask, and all I hear is a children whining.
- Does that mean we'll get to spend the whole day with our daughter? - My dad says. I smile.
- Yeah, it sucks for you, right?