Chapter 10- Settled:

Annabelle:

That night, I was still thinking it over in my head. I supposed in a way- I was still numb. It's him…it's him. How can it be him? Do I want it to be him? Do I want to go against my watch and prove my point though? Do I want to choose the wrong guy in chances of proving my point that the watch doesn't have to be right? Then my thoughts started to wonder again. What about my parents? Mom and Dad…what would they think of him? What would they think if they were there when my watch went off?

With silent tears going down my face, I decided to sleep on it.

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Later the next morning, it clicked in my head. Everything felt right. It makes sense- it makes perfect sense. Why his small kiss felt different, why he was so concerned, why he punched Castiel…Lysander, you're my soul mate…A small part of me kept reminded me that I shouldn't accept it so easily. After all, I spent my whole life trying to prove it wrong. But now…it made sense. I couldn't fight it. I had to accept it because…it was hard to explain, but it made perfect sense to me.

In a way, it really did explain the little things though. It explained why he punched Castiel- because it really hurt him to see him kiss me. It explained that small sinking feeling in my stomach when Castiel kissed me- that feeling that there was no sparks or fireworks and that it was just a normal lip-smash. It explained why that small peck on the cheek gave me more butterflies and made me more giddy than anything else- more than any kiss I ever had and more than sex. It makes sense in my heart more than in my head.

Then my thoughts turned towards my parents. At first I thought that they weren't there with me, but they are here. They're in my heart. They're watching over me. I think that they would like Lysander. I think that they would be happy my watch went off….and I was now at peace with their death.

Either way, I was on the search for Lysander (and by lesser extent Castiel). It was hard since it was Winter Break and there was no telling where he would be. Then there was the question if he even wanted to see me. What if he changes his mind? What if he doesn't like me? What if he moves on before I can find him? Does he even want to see me? Will he be okay if I just randomly show up and confess to him? I wasn't really prepared to face him- but I had to do it. First- I had to find him.

To- Bestie

Rosayla, do you know where Lys is?

I waited for a reply and I was thankful that Rosayla was a fast texter.

From- Bestie

I heard what happened! So…does that mean you chose Lys ;)

I rolled my eyes.

To- Bestie

Yes, I like Lys and I 'chose' him. But please- where is he?

From Bestie-

Yay :D he's at the clothes shop. Be careful though.

I didn't pay attention to last part of her text. I was too busy on my mission to go to the clothes shop.

Mason:

I was glad that my sister was finally happy and at peace. I was glad that she had accepted that the watch was right. I always knew that, of course- haha. After our heart-to-heart conversation, I felt that we were both closer than we were before. That was a good thing. It was also a good thing because now- she was away looking for Lysander and Auntie was at work.

Which means time to watch my soap operas!

"NO," I shouted at the TV, "SOPHIE! YOUR SISTER IS PREGNANT WITH HIS CHILD YOU CAN'T HAVE SEX WITH HIM!"

Annabelle:
I found Castiel first- I mean, I found him on my way to the clothes store.

"Annabelle," Castiel said shocked as he looked at me. I looked at him just as shocked. He smirked,
"So…I guess this means that you chose me? Since you came and found me?"

I bit my lip and looked down. Castiel scowled, but nodded,

"I understand," he growled. I looked up,

"Castiel…I'm sorry."
"I don't like it…but I understand. Lys is my best friend- it's stupid to fight over some dumb girl and ruin our friendship," he grumbled. His words stung a little bit, but I just nodded. I continued to run to the store.

Lysander:

Even if it happened yesterday, it was still on my mind. Yesterday was quite hectic. I had practically ended my friendship with Castiel. I had confessed to Annabelle. I punched Castiel. It was unlike me to be so aggressive, but seeing him kiss her made me feel…possessive. It hurt as well. I wasn't sure why- no, I know why. I cared about Annabelle. It was the first time I had felt so passionate about someone before. I supposed that I didn't realize it until I saw her running through the halls- away from Nathaniel. I wanted to comfort her and protect her. I felt so worried about her. When she had fainted, I was quick to catch her. I had called the ambulance as Castiel had gotten into a fight with Nathaniel. He took no mercy on him- I supposed that Castiel did care, in his own way. Though at that moment, helping Annabelle was more important than whatever had happened in my eyes. When the ambulance had came I didn't leave her side. I didn't want to leave her side. I had to make sure she would be okay. I held her hand throughout the whole ride even as she had her seizure. I was hoping to calm her. It was odd that when I kissed her forehead, she had relaxed and calmed down. I couldn't help but wonder if she even remembered that- most likely not. But does she even like me? At the thought of her possibly rejecting me, my heart felt sad. Well, actually my heart felt broken.

Either way, I doubted that I would see her again until Winter Break ended. I couldn't help but have this sinking feeling. What if when I return to school, she chooses Castiel? What if she found him over Christmas break and they are together as I am here? I shook my head. I should stop thinking such things. I could move on from Annabelle if she chose Castiel…but there was a nagging voice inside my mind- no you can't.

Just as I exited from my brother's clothing shop, another person entered and we ended up clashing together in the door way.

"Annabelle," I asked shocked.

"Lysander," she smiled, "Lysander I've been looking all over for you."

I couldn't help but feel a fluttering sensation in my stomach. She's been looking for me? Does she wish to return my feelings or reject them?

"Lysander," she bit her lip, "…I'm sorry."
Reject, I thought bitterly. I shouldn't be surprised- every girl goes after Castiel. He has the flare, the rebellious bad-boy streak.

"I…I didn't mean to kiss Castiel," she continued, "And you were the one in the ambulance and you punched Castiel and…"
I felt my heart leap as she continued babbling. I looked at her shocked as she finished,

"And I like you Lysander. I like you more and I want to be with you."

I felt my heart stop for just a moment as I looked down at Annabelle. It was obvious that she had been crying. Before I realized what I was doing, I had grabbed her into a tight hug. It didn't matter that were standing in the doorway of my brother's store. It didn't matter that people passed with odd looks. All that mattered was that I actually had her in my arms.

"Lys-baby," Rosayla said and Annabelle and I turned towards her- she was standing in my brother's shop. She pointed up and we looked to see mistletoe hanging above our heads. I looked at Annabelle as she blushed slightly. I smiled and I kissed her.

Her kisses were so soft, so passionate. I could feel the electricity between us. She tasted like cherries, vanilla and…I didn't taste any cigarettes. Did she quit because she knew that I disapproved?

She blushed as we parted. Rosayla wolf-whistled,
"Whoo-hoo!"

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I looked at Annabelle as she held my hand nervously.

"It looks beautiful," I whispered and she smiled.

We were heading back to school- it was the end of Winter Break after all. Annabelle was nervous, as she had dyed her hair back to its natural color. I truly thought that she looked beautiful. Then again, I thought she was beautiful no matter what color her hair was or what she looked like. They say that when you're in love, you see beauty through the hearts, not the eyes. Though, Annabelle was beautiful in my eyes.

"Don't worry," Mason said as he passed by giving a thumbs up. Alexy followed suit and they disappeared into the school.
"You'll be alright," I reassured again and she sighed,

"M'kay…"

We walked into the school. Castiel had given us a nod for a hello. I was glad that we…sort of patched up things between us. I supposed that we were friends but we were building back on the 'best' part of it.

Mason:

"Mason," Alexy whined but I was still lost in my thoughts. I hope it works out with Annabelle and Lysander. I don't want my sissy to be alone. I know Lysander's a good person for her though. They're so cute together too. I wonder if Castiel's okay though?

"Mason," Alexy said again as he poked my face.

"Sorry," I said sheepishly, "I was thinking about Annabelle."

Alexy looked at me and pouted,

"You know, I'm almost jealous of your twin."
"Huh," I asked confused, "Why?"
"Because she's on your mind more often than I am," he poked my sides.

I laughed,
"Aw, that's not true, Alexy."

He pouted,
"But Mason," he whined, "you're the only thing on my mind."
I looked at him with a smile and he blushed slightly. I sighed,
"Okay, I admit it…I have been thinking about my twin lately…she's just…growing up, you know? I had to share a womb with her for ninth months, so we're kind of close."

Alexy laughed and that got me laughing at my own joke. It was true though- Annabelle was growing up. I mean, yeah she was kind of already grown up (she did have sex a lot and smoke a lot), but I meant that she was growing up mentally. She quit smoking- she was on the patch. She wasn't as careless as she was before. I knew she wasn't throwing her body around (which calmed me down a lot). Not only that- but she was finally at peace with herself. I knew that because she dyed her back to her natural color. She dyed it green because she was mourning. If she was actually dying it back willingly, then that just proved that she was at peace with Mom and Dad's deaths. That took a load off of my shoulders because- we were close. I did care a lot about her.

I looked at Alexy- and I care about him too. Heck, who knows? Since he's my soul mate and Lysander's Annabelle's soul mate…that means we all just might marry in the future…I pictured what Annabelle's and Lysander's child would like and I burst out laughing, oh my god- a baby in Victorian clothing with a little mustache.