Chapter 21

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Violet

The light was shining in through the windows. I could feel the warmth warming my face, dappled, patchy. I smiled and rolled over slightly, arms reaching around the cushion under my head. I heard a light exhalation, like a little laugh. I could hear other noises, creaks on the floorboards above me, a little pattering of footsteps. I was on the upstairs floor though. Wasn't I?

Somebody was laughing near my head. A girl, with a sweet, high voice.
"Zed! Zed, hey stop. Zed that tickles! Stop!" she giggled.
"That tickle Sky? Beg for mercy. Don't shake your head. Beg for-" The boy's voice cut off.
"Who's that, Will?" The girl asked.
"Her name is Violet. She is in the same year as you." Someone else was talking.
"Violet? Dan Mayhew's boyfriend? That Violet? What's she doing on the sofa?"

"Well, Will left out a little detail about this girl. Somehow, even though she is the same age as us, apparently this is Will's soulfinder."

She gasped and clapped her hands to her mouth. "Oh Will. I can't believe it. Your soulfinder!"
Someone laughed a deep rumble in the back of their throat. What was a soulfinder? I love him and he loves me. He is my soulfinder, baby. Where was that from? It made me sad.

I let a little murmur. Immediately, the voices stopped. Someone took my hand.
"Hey honey. How are you?" I opened my eyes, squinting against the bright light. I sat up, and had to bite down hard on my lip, suppressing a cry, when my ribs gave a protest. There was a boy, crouched beside me. he smiled at me, a wide beam spreading across his face.
"Hey there. I'm Will."

I smiled back at him, wary. "Where am I?"
"You're still in Wrickenridge. I am Will Benedict. You are staying at our house. This is my brother Zed, and his girlfriend, Sky Bright."
"I know who you are," I told him. Of course I did. They were almost minor celebrities here in our tiny town. I knew all of their names. Especially the boy who knelt next to me.
"Why am I here? I remember a couple of things. The bear… I was in the snow. It was nice. But then it came along. You…you were there." It was hard, separating the reality from dream. I brought my hands up to my head, massaged it.

I could hear a noise in the background. It was like the fuzzy reception on a radio, between stations. There was a conversation, between two people, but no one was talking. I shook my head, trying to dislodge it, but no avail. …His soulfinder….impossible… years apart…soulfinders?

There was that word again. Soulfinder. It dredged back memories. Walking away. A sad smile on her face. A man standing at the end of the street, waiting. Entwined arms. He's my soulfinder. I'm sorry.

The boy was talking. "And I know this may be confusing, but you're my Soulfinder. D'you know what that means?" he looked at my nonplussed face and laughed. "Basically, we are like the perfect match. Soulfinders. soulmates. Destined to be together. It is a bit like a twisted love story, defined by fate."

I love him, darling. More than anything. He wants to start again. And to be honest, I do too. Her back. Leaving me behind.

And I remembered. And I didn't want to.

Oh God.