“Hey,” I say, walking to the fridge to grab water.
“Hey, sorry, I didn’t get to talk to you before you left the other day.”
“It’s fine. I had a lot on my mind, anyway,” I say, taking a drink.
“So, they told you?” Her voice sounded unsure.
I pause for a second. “So, you know?” I’m not even sure if we’re talking about the same thing.
“About Aetheriem and them being Originals? Yeah, I know,” she says calmly.
“After what you said at the diner, I knew where Knox was going. But you have to understand it wasn’t my place to tell you.”
I can’t help the twinge of hurt, but after the explanation from Zayne and Knox, I can understand why she preferred not to tell me.
“But you’re…” I trail off, afraid to ask the question.
“An Original? Sadly, no,” she says softly. “Another reason why Knox and I shouldn’t work out.”
“That’s nonsense. You two have feelings for each other,” I demand. “There is no reason why you two can’t be together.”
Vix sighs and after a moment, I hear her sniffle. Sitting down on my couch, I sigh as my heart breaks a little for her. Something pulls at me screaming they are meant to me together. It just feels off to me any other way.
“Vix…”
“Enough about me.” She changes the subject. “Since you’re not staying with me, are you back at home?” she asks.
“Yeah, but only to pick up my things,”
“Oh?” she asks, her voice sounding mischievous. “Where, pray tell, are we going?”
“I had another encounter with Jasper last night,”
“Fuck Myssa, are you ok?” she says with concern.
“Yeah, I’m fine, but the boys saw the little parting gift he left me and lost their shit. So, now I’m staying at Zayne’s,” I say.
And that’s when it hits me, and the panic sets in.Holy fucking shit, I’m moving in with Zayne.
“Vix, I’m moving in with Zayne,” I launch myself off the couch frantically pacing around the house, unable to figure out what to pack. Vix, chuckles on the other end.
“Myssa relax, he’s pretty laid back from what I’ve seen. Besides, it’s obvious how he feels about you.”
“Um, No, it’s not. He’s just looking after me because of what’s going on in Aetheriem,” I retort.
I’m struck with a sudden thought. What am I doing? I don’t even know this guy, But there is a nagging question in the back of my mind.
Don’t I, though?
I pause for a minute, closing my eyes, remembering all the pieces of this puzzle—the touches and embraces—as they flash before me. Those things I’ve been trying so hard to fit together.
At my core I feel this sense of security, and I know that I can trust him. That I have so many times before, in all the lifetimes we have lived already. I just know, and for now, that will be enough.
“Myssa, you still there?” Vix’s voice cuts through my thoughts.
“Yeah, listen, I have to get back to packing. Can I hit you up later? Zayne is going to be here soon to pick me up.” I walk into my bedroom.
“Yeah, cool, talk to you soon,” she says.
