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Something isn’t making sense here.
It makes no sense at all that I keep hoping to see their faces, hear their voices. Can you miss someone you barely know? These strange memories welling up in my mind make it seem like I know them better than I think, that I…
That I have feelings for them.
I find myself kneeling on the ground, burying my fingers into the soil. How could I have forgotten that? Forgotten how I felt? Ophelia’s grip on my mind has to be powerful—but as I close my eyes, a different energy flows through my fingers, through the ground but also through the air, through every droplet of mist and every spark of life.
Magic. It’s magic. I feel it, it’s moving inside me, filling that hole in my mind, throwing out more memories like ash and lava, nailing me to the ground with the sheer weight of it all.
I’m panting, the sound strangely distorted in my ears.
We were together. We kissed and lay in bed, they made love to me. They looked after me, and I looked after them, and we were a never-ending circle, a wheel rolling toward the future.
Ophelia’s magic yanks at my mind, startling a cry from my lips.
Ophelia loves you, I think. She’s trying to save you. Those boys are evil. You know it. Ophelia wants the best for you.
My head throbs like an open wound as I stagger to my feet and head back to my room.
This isn’t over, I think through the blinding pain. I’m not crazy. You forget something, Ophelia: I was raised to take abuse and let it slide off me. I’ve learned to protect my mind or I’d have gone crazy long ago in the Church.
Repent for your sinful thoughts. Cast away your pride and anger. Be a different person, one that isn’t like yourself at all. A pale saint behind a glass. A broken mind inside a shell.
I managed to shed all that.
Those memories of the boys are real. My feelings are real.
As soon as this pain fades, I’ll go prove it.
I don’t know where Percy’s room is, I realize as I stagger out of the girls’ dormitory at the crack of dawn, my head still achy. In fact, I barely even know who Percy is.
But the memory is there, because I woke up convinced I should go talk to him, and my feet lead me true into the boys’ dormitory. I climb the stairs to the second floor and I find myself knocking on a nondescript door.
“Percy!” I shout. “Let me in.”
For a while, nothing happens and I prepare to knock and yell some more, when I hear a crash and footsteps.
“What the fuck do you want,” a groggy voice says as the door cracks open. “This had better be good.”
I blink at him. His dark hair is sticking up and his eyes are open to mere slits. “Did you party last night?”
“Party, yeah. I’m a vampire. We tend to sleep late.” He rubs at his face, yawns. Then he focuses on me and bares his fangs. “You. Fuck right off.”
“Wait, Percy. When you saw me yesterday, you said—”
“You betrayed them.” He jabs a finger at me, sending me a step back, a dark scowl twisting his face. “Sold them out. You know as well as I that they never committed those crimes. Their fucking families framed them. Those of us close to them have figured it out. If you haven’t, then you’re more stupid than I ever thought possible.”
I raise my hands. “Percy, listen. I’m planning on breaking them out of that room.”
He narrows his eyes at me. “If accusing them of murder was part of your plan, then you’re doing great. Your game is dangerous, Mia.”
“Not a game,” I whisper. “It’s… much more complicated than that.”
“If you say so. Why should I trust you after what you did?” He starts closing the door. “Stop wasting my time. I’m going back to sleep.”
“Percy.” I chew on my lower lip. “Full moon is tomorrow. Ophelia is planning to perform a terrible ritual that will kill them.”
“What?” The door flies wide open. His hair seems to stick up even more. “What the hell, Mia. Are you serious?”
