Casey took off her mask and everyone in the room went still. Not a word or sound could be heard. I smiled and ran to my twin sister. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight.
"I looked for you, but I couldn't find you at all. I'm sorry." I murmured in her ear.
I pulled back and instantly remembered something. I lifted her shirt and saw that her tattoo was still there. It was the exact same as mine, but it was on my right hip. We had matching tattoos that said Mystic. It was our father's codename. We both had gotten it when we were fourteen and it hurt like hell at the time.
"Casey?!" My mother engulfed her into a hug and they both started to cry." Casey, what happened to you? You're so grown up and beautiful, just like my Cammie." I smiled and felt my eyes tear up for the first time that day. I finally had my sister back. My mother stepped back and looked Casey over, her eyebrows raised in approval.
"ERIK!" Casey shrieked as she ran over to him and kissed him on the lips, her arms twining around his neck while his hands snaked around her waist. I went to the stage and started my speech. I wasn't uncomfortable this time, though I'm usually known for blending in. But today I'm not.
"Brothers and sisters, as you all know, I left Gallagher 4 months ago looking for answers. And in the process, I left you all behind and my best friends, mother and Zach. It hurt me to leave you, even though it may not seem like it. I wanted answers that you didn't have, so the best choice I thought I had was to leave. I know that me coming back was a surprise for you and also seeing my twin sister was double the surprise. Literally." I smiled a little at this. "What I'm trying to say is that I'm truly sorry and I do hope you can forgive me. I understand if you don't." I smiled sadly and left the stage.
I left the Hall and went to my room, if it was still my room anymore. I plopped down on my bed and let out an exasperated breath. I thought about my dad, the Circle, my family and friends, Zach.
Zach.
He's going to hate me forever if he finds out what I did to him. Cammie, it's going to be okay. You didn't know who he was, you didn't make the connection until recently, I told myself.
I may have been a little teensy bit unstable, but I did it. Having someone's death on your shoulder is terrible, especially after carrying it for just only four months.
If you're wondering what the hell I'm talking about, here's your answer.
I killed Zachary Goode's father.
Sorry for the shortness. I just realized how hard it was to write long chapters. The other authors make it look soooooooooooooooooo EASY. But it's not. Not one bit.
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CammieisaBoss14