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I sit back on the bench where I first saw Jeremy, in ghost town. I'm not sure what I'm doing here, there's a part of me that thinks maybe he will come back here but deep down I know he won't. It's time to face the fact that Jeremy Valentine doesn't want to be with me.

My eyes sting with the pain of earlier tears, but no more tears fall. I'm sick of crying and feeling sorry for myself. Why can't I have the fairy tale story that everyone else gets? What have I done to deserve this?

My phone rings with the familiar tune. It's been going off constantly for the past few hours. Straight after school I had come here and it is now reaching nine, as the town fades into darkness. Everyone has been trying to call me but I haven't been able to bring myself to answer any of their calls. What would I say?

I look at the caller ID and I see it's my mum ringing. I can't speak to her; I can't tell her about Jeremy, I can't tell her that my soulfinder doesn't want to be with me.

"You should really answer your phone."

I spin round the face the source of the deep voice. My face falls as I realise it's not who I wish it to be.

"Hey, uncle Vic." I say faintly, turning back around as I pull my knees up to chest and resting my back on the arm of the bench.

"We're all worried about you." He says as he come's and sits beside me on the bench. I don't answer and continue to not face him, deciding to stare at the intricate lines of the oak on the bench. With each line and swirl of the wood I think of what to say, but no words form in my mind as its clouded with on thought; Jeremy.

"Amelia."

I finally draw my eyes up to face my uncle. Uncle Vic always has been described as intimidating by everyone outside our family, but to me he will always be caring and protective Uncle Vic.

"Just tell mum and dad I'm fine. I need time alone." My words come out harsher than planned but I can't help it. He has his soulfinder, I don't. Do I resent that? Hell yeah!

Vic sit's further back, shocked by my sudden tone towards him. "We all care about you Amelia, I understand you are upset about Justin but things will get better." His tone is slower and fainter, as though cautious of every word in case of angering me. It reminds me of a soldier at war, having to watch his every step in case of inadvertently stepping on a land mine and causing an explosion. But it's not his tone that hits me, it's his words.

They all think this is over Justin. If only they knew.

"How is it meant to get better?" I demand, all politeness disappearing. How dare he come here trying to talk to me about something he knows nothing about? He has his soulfinder. They are married, have kids and are madly in love. Did she ever try to run away from him? No. Sure there were some complications with her being falsely imprisoned but as soon as Vic got her released; they got married within the month. But do I get that? Nope, I get a Jeremy Valentine; I get a guy who has nothing stopping him from being with me but simply doesn't want to be with me.

"Well…" Vic coughs clearing his throat, I think this is the first time I have ever seen him nervous. "…when you find your soulfinder you will forget all about Justin."

"Except it doesn't quite work like that does it?" I snap immediately.

"What?" Uncle Vic's voice cracks with concern.

"I have found my soulfinder, except he doesn't want to be with me. I found him and he ran away from me. I broke up with Justin for a guy who doesn't even want to know me! Don't sit here and tell me it will all get better when I find my soulfinder, because I have found him and all it had done is the complete opposite. Since I have found him it has only destroyed my life, yet I can't forget about him. I thought finding your soulfinder is meant to be the best thing in the world and when I find him I will be so grateful. But all I feel is angry at the universe, at God for arranging something that is so destroying! He doesn't want to be with me or even care about me but yet I have to still have to love him unconditionally and now I have to spend the rest of my life knowing that I can never be happy because I have met him. Tell me how any of this is fair? Why am I forced to love someone within the first second of meeting them yet he can ran away from me taking my heart and soul away with him. How is any of that making my life better?" the words all flood out in a tsunami of emotion. I finally let out a breath, I didn't realise I was holding.

Uncle Vic stared at me in shock initially but his shock then turns to pity and sorrow as the words sunk in. For once his face portrays his true emotions and I realise how hard hitting my rant must have been to him. I wait for him to speak, all of what I have to say has been said and I have nothing else to add.

Though instead of speaking Vic reaches over to me and pulls me into a hug. In response I wrap my arms around him, glad to have someone at least know what's going on with me.

"I'm not going to pretend to understand how it feels, but your dad does know and Yves does too. Both Sky and Phee ran away from them but look at them now. Your mum and dad are happy together now and have you and Luke. Why don't we take you back to your mum and dad and we'll go from there?" His voice is soothing but as he says the words I know that is not what I want.

"No, I want you to take me to Jeremy."

"Amelia." Vic replies hesitantly, not wanting to upset me further but clearly not feeling happy about my idea.

"Please, I need to speak to him, I need to know why. I have been trying to pluck up the courage to go and see him; all I need you to do is drive me there and wait outside."

"I'm not sure Amelia."

"Please." I plead giving him my best puppy dog eyes.

He shakes his head and smiles. "You remind me so much of your mother, she use to give Zed those puppy dog eyes every time she wanted hot chocolate."

I smile faintly "She still does. Does this mean you will take me to him?"

He pauses momentarily before nodding.

We pull up outside a small house about 15 minutes later. This is the address that I had been well in informed, by the school gossip Lilly, which Jeremy lives. How does Lilly know this is where he lives? I have no idea, nor do I care at least I'm here now.

I turn to Uncle Vic as I undo my seat belt and open the door "Wait here?" he nods and I smile in return and step out of the car.

The house is secluded to say the least. I have lived here my whole life and have never even realised a house was here yet alone seen the house, it is tucked far away into the woods. The house is only one level but spreads out over a wide space. It has a historic charm to the place and reminds me of a gothic 18th century castle but downsized. The whole place along with the remote location screams eerie but I won't let that faze me.

I walk up towards the front door, its panelled oak that reminds me of the bench in ghost town where I sat not long ago.

I raise my hand hesitantly and knock on the door.

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