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Things aren't as easy as I thought they would be. Giomanach is hard to be cruel to. I try to stay strict and watchful, but sometimes I can't help myself and I cave, trying to make things like old times. Hunter doesn't even try. But his discouragement only makes me try harder.
I've told him that if he shows me he can have fun and relax I'd led him go. It's impossible. Isn't it?
-Nlastica
MPOV
I went over to Cal's house, not knowing what would await me there. But I did know that whatever it was, I was going to tell Cal that I trusted him and thought he was right.
I could hardly believe Hunter would do this, but somehow I knew it was right. We'd seen him captured, but knowing the cause was his ex-girlfriend made me wonder. Especially since that girlfriend was exactly like me.
I knocked on the door and Cal answered it. Glowing in the light of his house, he grinned at me. "Morgan," he said. "Come in. I've been waiting for you."
I nodded as I entered.
HPOV
Things got worse. The dreams were eating me alive. I didn't know why these dreams kept occurring, but they did, and I couldn't take it anymore.
When the dreams were really bad, Courtney would open the door a crack and watch me from the doorway as I struggled to hold myself together. But she didn't come any closer then that.
"Courtney," I said quietly one night. She looked at me curiously. "Why are you doing this?"
"What do you mean?" she asked slowly. She hadn't asked me anything since the night I told her I couldn't tell her squat, and I hadn't told her anything, either.
"Why are you doing this?" I repeated. "What am I doing here? What do you want?"
"I want revenge," she said coolly.
"Sure," I said, rolling my eyes. "This isn't revenge, Courtney. Revenge would be sending me poison shrimp."
"This is my revenge," she said as if it would change anything.
"Is it over yet?" I asked. "Do you really have to send those dreams?"
"Dreams?" she shook her head. "I didn't send any dreams."
"Then why are they happening?" I demanded. "Can you honestly say I'm not having dreams about Cal and Kithic because of you?"
"Well, if you're having dreams about Cal," Courtney said, an edge of irritation in her voice. "Don't you think they're because of him?"
"No," I shook my head in frustration. "They're not. They're because you captured me and are letting him destroy me life!"
"How do you figure?" Courtney asked. "What's happening in the dreams?"
"Courtney," I said with a sigh. "He's turning Kithic against me."
"Good," she said snippily. "It'll save them the heartbreak."
I sighed again, knowing I had to resolve to the last resort. "Courtney," I said. "I've never been happier in any other place in my life. I was planning on giving up being a Seeker to stay. I was planning on marrying Morgan someday, having a family." I shook my head. "You ruined that, Courtney."
"So," she said in a small voice. "You never thought about that with me?"
"No," I said firmly. "I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry I made you think that was my intention. But this is my intention this time. Courtney, I need your help to save it."
"Why should I help you?" she spat.
"Remember when you said you missed me?" I asked her softly. "You said you missed me and you wanted me to say I missed you too?"
"But you didn't, did you?" Courtney said sadly.
"No," I said gently. "Not really. I missed you for a week, Courtney. One week. I had to put it aside or else I'd get killed. One thing I couldn't do was get tied down in a relationship when I was trying to figure out the dark wave and where my parents went."
"Then why…" she gestured with her hands mutely.
"I don't know, Courtney," I said, shaking my head. "I was lonely. I'm sorry. But Courtney, knowing what I've been through, is all this really worth it?"
Courtney hesitated.
And you're probably like, "Finally! Why didn't he do that before?" Well, because he was ticked, of course.