it doesn’t look good right now.
“I love you so much, Cam. I’m sorry for what my family has done to you. I promise , I will make it up to you.”
I put my finger up to shush her and leaned in. Our lips crushed together as she wrapped her arms around my neck. As she deepened the kiss, I ran my fingers into her beautiful, long hair. I didn’t want the moment to end… ever. Then she stopped and pressed her forehead against mine.
“Do we have to end this dream? Can we just stay here forever?”
“Yes, but for right now just lay with me and hold me.”
I nodded, happy for our private moment. I held her in my arms and inhaled the scent of vanilla and lavender. I loved that scent and would always think of my angel when I smelled it. As we lay there, Delia held up her hand to form half of a heart. I did the same and connected my hand with hers to complete the heart. Two become one—just like us. She giggled at our antics and I looked down at her smiling face.
But something’s wrong. She was beginning to fade. I moved my hand to touch her face, but I connected with only air as she disappeared.
“No!” I screamed as I jumped up. I heard my name being called, but I didn’t move my eyes from the spot where my love had been. “Delia, don’t leave me! Please come back!”
As I felt someone begin to shake me, the rest of the image began to fade and I knew I was about to wake up.
“Cameron. Please, Cameron, wake up.” My eyes popped open to see a beautiful girl above me. She looked familiar, but I couldn’t place her in my memories. Why did she look like someone I knew? She had the longest brown hair, the bluest eyes… but she was filthy and covered in blood.
“Do I know you?”
“Yes, Cam, you do. I’m Bridget. I was best friends with Kaleigh until my mom told me to stay away from her because she became a fallen angel.”
I moved away from her, annoyed at her words. “Oh yeah, I remember you. You hurt my sister almost as bad as Kale did.”
She hung her head and looked ashamed. “I feel awful for what I did to your sister. She was like a sister to me, too. I will never forgive myself for what I did to her.”
I shouldn’t be mad at her, because all of that was in the past, but my sister came first and Bridget hurt her so my brotherly protectiveness reared its head. “How did you end up here?”
“Kale and some redheaded girl ambushed my house. They killed my brother in front of me. They took a dagger to his back and sliced him like he was a piece of meat. I begged for them to not kill me. The redheaded bitch must be a witch because she sent me flying through a window. I got all cut up from the broken glass. I blacked out from the impact and woke up here. I’ve been attending to my cuts with the leaves that are growing in through the window. They must have medicine in them, because once I put them on my cuts the pain went away.
I looked at the leaves and realized it was houseleek. It soothed and had healing qualities. My mother taught Kaleigh and I about different plants and herbs and what qualities they have. It was in case we were somewhere a healer was not. I walked closer to the branches and pulled some off.
I handed them to Bridget and took off my shirt. I heard her gasp as my wounds were revealed. “Can you please attend to my cut?”
“What happened to you?”
“Do you remember Dean Cassen?” She nodded her head. “Well, he lied to his wife, Amelia, about their baby. He told everyone that she died at birth, but that was a lie. Their daughter, Cordelia, went to live with his brother. He was a piece of work. When I am done here, I will be paying him a visit. Apparently, my parents knew his plan and they lied to everyone as well. But that’s a different story for another day. Amelia found out that Cordelia was alive, so now she wants her dead so she can attain all her powers because she’s half angel and half witch. She and Kale went to get her and now she is here somewhere tied to a