Talking To The Moon

Four

He sat in his room that night, just like he had all day, still trying to process the information he had gotten this morning.

Could it really be that it was her, the person who Demi had seen this morning? Was it really true that of all the places that are in the world, he had decided to move to the exact place where she was? What do people call it again… Destiny? Was it their destiny to meet once again? 'What a stupid thought' he thought as he shook the previous thought away. Suddenly there was a knock at his door.

"It's open!"

Joe came into the room slowly. "Hey…" he said. "How are you feeling?" Nick shrugged. The truth was, he really had no idea of how he was feeling. So many things that happened… how did people expect him to feel? How was he supposed to feel after all?

"I guess I'm destined to have a broken heart forever," he answered.

"Well," Joe said, "I guess forever wasn't that long after all."

"How?" Nick said "Now that I thought I was finally moving on from losing her and…" he hesitated "and… all the rest… and suddenly it turns out she's alive and healthy, living in this city as if nothing happened!"

Joe thought for a second. "Maybe that's for time to tell."

Joe then left the room

"Is it possible?" he asked to no one in particular as he stared to the moon, which was shining brightly that night. "Is it really possible?"

. . .

Selena was lying on her bed, facing the ceiling. To her, this had been a normal day, like all the many others before this… Well, except from that morning, of course. What normal person could consider being slapped a normal thing?

She heard someone tiptoe into the room. "I'm awake, you know."

"Gah!" Miley's voice came. "Gosh you scared me! Are you planning on getting me a heart attack?"

Selena turned to her, and couldn't help but give a smile. "I'm sorry, Miles."

"Nah, It's fine," Miley said. "After all, I'm the one sneaking into your room without knocking."

"True," Selena giggled. "So, I've heard you and Liam had a moment this morning…"

Miley flushed. "How do you know?"

"Maybe I can read your mind," she answered, "you never know!"

"Yea sure," Miley smiled and rolled her eyes, "Now tell me the truth."

Selena pretended to gasp, "So you don't trust me?"

"Nope. Now tell me!"

"Geez, fine." She gave up "Lucy just happened to be about to come in. She saw you guys through the window and decided to go for a walk around the block to give you guys some space."

"Oh so THAT'S why she was late…" Miley remembered, "It had nothing to do with her dog or cat or toilet."

Selena laughed. "Yes, Lucy really sucks when it comes to making up excuses."

"I know, right?" Miley agreed. "But, anyways talking about this morning…"

"The girl?" Selena shrugged, "Probably from my old school. I don't really care. I mean, why should I care about someone who slapped me?"

Now it was Miley's turn to shrugs. "I guess you're probably right. But I've got to get to bed now. "

"'Night"

"Goodnight." Miley answered as she left the room.

After Miley was gone, Selena got up and raised her mattress. In the left corner on the top side of the bed, was where she had her scrapbook. She took it out and grabbed a pencil from the night stand. She carefully started drawing the face of the girl she had seen this morning. She had to stop once in a while for the details of the shirt she was wearing and of the hair, because those are things you need to be careful when you draw. When she was done she looked at it to make sure everything was alright, and then put it back in its place under the mattress.

She sat in her bed, facing out the window, noticing the moon was quite bright that night.

'Is it possible?' the question suddenly hit her as she looked out the window. 'Is it really possible?'

"Anything's possible now." She muttered to herself as she put herself under the covers.

. . .

Nick was sitting on his bed, just a few minutes after he had asked it those things he had been wandering about were really possible. The answer came as a faint thought as he was climbing under the covers of his bed.

'Anything's possible now.'

. . .

The moon had somewhat put both of them at ease, and for the first time in a few weeks they went to bed with a smile in their faces. And neither of them was quite sure why. It just felt as if something had been put at it's right place. It was as if something in them had been suddenly…

Fixed.

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