The smell of morning dew filled the air and Cody could remember the feeling of the car jerking to the side of the road by a forest.
She could remember being told to get out of the car.
She could remember seeing Squib lurch onto the cab driver.
She could remember trying to hold him back.
She could remember screaming.
And then, everything just went black.
Completly black.
The next thing she knew she was awake and lying underneath a willow tree. Her whole body ached and her head throbbed with an extreme intensity.
shit.
She felt like she was on the verge of something.
As if she were on the verge of a new discovery.
Wow, did her body ever ache.
Thoughts ran through her as she tried to steady herself and get up.
Squib.
Adena.
Shit.
She tried to scream but nothing but a hoarse rasping whisper would escape her mouth.
Squib.
She tried again, but still nothing.
What was going on?
Was this some kind of joke?
What the hell was going on?
Was this the end?
Where were her friends?
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?
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"Okay… Go ahead, Sebastien."
Quiet.
"Sebastien, what is it?"
"I need to tell you something."
"I heard you the first time."
Silence.
"I don't know how to say this."
"Just say it."
"You'll never look at me the same way ever again."
"Sebastien, what's wrong?"
"I really don't know how to say this. I mean I do, sacre bleu, I just don't know how to say this."
Her heart skipped a beat.
Maybe he was going to tell her he loved her.
Finally.
"Just say it."
"Okay. I'm not who you think you are."
Confusion.
"Wait, what?"
"I'm not some rich kid from France. I'm some poor kid from Montreal. My father works at the bowling alley, he makes hardly enough to pay tuition and pay rent."
Tension.
"Why didn't you tell me that earlier?"
She was in hysterics.
And looked calmer than she actually was.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know how."
"You lied to me."
Her voice cracked.
He was crushed.
"I lied to everyone."
"You lied to me. You fucking lied to me."
"Megan, please. I never meant to hurt you."
"That's not just one tiny little lie, Sebastien Dube. That's a big lie. You lied about who you are."
"I'm still the same person."
A part of her wanted to believe him.
But how could she believe someone who lied about himself?
"I need to go."
She picked up her gym bag and headed north.
"Then I need to go too."
"I need to go alone."
"Megan, please just listen to me."
"I'm through with listening to you. Whoever you are."