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RPOV
"Damnit" I had said when I caught her knee hard against my hand. She had immediately fallen to the ground; I had heard the movement of her kneecap, a sound that I would encourage you to avoid. She was screaming, gritting her teeth. I could see her knee know. It was definitely not where it should be; instead it was lopsided against the side of her leg. I crouched down. "Keep your eyes closed, or at least don't look at your knee.
She growled something back at me. Not a real growl of course but the human equivalent. I watched her think a second then look down. The horror caught in her eyes and the stricken look was all that I saw before her whole body went limp. Stopped moving.
As carefully as I could I picked her up into my arms, and set off towards the hospital. I couldn't just leave her there, and while it was not the smartest thing to bring her to the hospital myself I couldn't bear to leave her. She was so close now. Her familiar fragrant scent caressing my senses, the weight of her in my arms was so sweetly reminiscent of Cassie.
I honestly hadn't been stalking her, or following her. Well maybe I was following her a little. But it hadn't started out that way. I had been walking about for the most of the night. This girl, who had literally crashed into me out of nowhere the day before, who had reminded me so much of Cassie, had been constricting my mind. Forcing me to relive those last few days beforeā¦
So there I had been moping about dragging my feet when I saw her. It couldn't have been past six in the morning, but she was dressed in pajamas and barefooted. She was looking for something. Searching for who knows what. I followed her slowly, all the time going over how bad an idea it was. Then she stopped, at a park, she walked in, sat on the slide and all the while I just observed her. Then abruptly, she began to cry.
I made advancement towards her, but she was already walking back to the pavement. I guessed she had sensed my movement, because she looked up and caught my eye. Some emotion flipped across her face and she turned and began to walk. I just watched her go until; something fell out of her pocket. And that was all I had needed, that little encouragement. I quickly crossed the street and tried to get the piece of paper back to her. And that of course was how I ended up in the waiting room of the E.R.
They had taken her, Julia. I don't know where she was. They said I could go, but for some reason I didn't.
I did however call Damien. He advised me to come home.
Eventually I did. I went home. And waiting for me were Jill, Damien, Melanie, and Tristan.
Skipping them I went up stairs and to my room. It didn't take very long before Damien pushed through my door. I was lounging on my bed. He walked gracefully sitting down. Just sitting there. In silence.
But then he spoke.
"Rory. What is your fascination with this girl?" I looked at him. He must be ludicrous, could he not see? Could he not smell her?
"Damien," I said. "Dad, it's her. It's Cassie." His face moved uncomfortably. I long and deep, unneeded breath followed.
"Rory, I know, it must be hard for you. It was hard for all of us. She became like family. But, please be practical. She died, 16 years ago." His eyes bore into mine, but how could he not see it. Him, the philosopher, the one who had figured the secret out to begin with.
"Yes, I know, exactly. This girl, Julia, she's the reincarnation of Cassie, like how Cassie was the reincarnation of all of those others!" Damien looked crestfallenly back at me.
"The chance of that is slim to nothing."
"Yes, it may be slim, but it's still there. That chance, that possibility. I just know it is her. The smell, the eyes. It's her, I know it." My breathing had stopped in my excitement.
"Rory," he said again ever so sentimentally. "I'm not so sure I agree with you. She didn't smell the way I remembered Cassie smelling."
"What do you mean? It's exactly the same! I would know." I said standing. Damien stood as well. He looked as though he had given up, which he right as well should. As he headed towards the door I told him one thing more.
"I'm ready to go back to school, I want to." Then thinking to make sure it all worked out. "North Derby High School."
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