"Zoey!"
I turned toward the sound. I only had an instant to see him running towards me, before blackness swallowed me.
*****
I felt weak. Hopeless. Like I lost my soul from my body completly. I was back in the Otherworld. Heath was standing before me- a huge grin spreading across his face.
"Zo. I told you. I told you, you could do it." He started to cry, when I started to cry. He hugged me, it reminded me of home, the past, the way things would have been if I never got Marked. All of a sudden I started to dissolve.
"No! Wait! I can't leave yet!" I yelled.
He smiled patiently, "It's your soul, babe. I love you. You did well."
I smiled back, "Thank you Heath. I love you too. I couldn't have done it without you."
After I said that I dissolved completly.
*****
I opened my eyes with a gasp. Stark was hovering over me, crying. He looked at me.
"Oh Goddess! What happened Zoey?" He asked, worridly.
"I felt exausted after I did the circle, so I passed out. Heath visited me-" I stopped there, realizing I had already said to much.
"What did Heath say?"
"That he tod me I could do it. That he was proud of me, and that he loved me." I started to cry. "I miss him Stark."
"I know." He hugged me in his chest, and he soothed my back, like I was a baby. I totally ruined his shirt.
"I ruined your shirt."
"It's okay, baby. It's okay." Stark soothed.
I soon realized we were on my bed. He layed back, with my head on his chest, and his arm protectively around me. After what seemed like seconds, Stark and I were sleeping.