Destiny (Vanish Book Four) by Sonny Daise Page A

I—I mean Dante’s coming back so…”
    “Yes, I will.”
    “I’ll come get you tomorrow around noon,
okay?”
    “Sounds good,” I smiled.
    “Great,” he said as he got up.
    “Wait, where are you going?”
    “This needs to be perfect; I don’t even know
where we’ll go yet.”
    “Don’t worry about it Skylar,” I assured him.
I could tell he was going to take this way too far.
    “Don’t worry about it? Tomorrow could be my
last day–”
    “Your last day…your last day for what?”
    “My last day to spend with you, I mean,
really spend with you… like I said Dante’s coming back so….”
    I couldn’t ignore the nervous tone his voice
took on. I got up so my eyes could meet his. He turned away; it had
to be more than he was letting on.
    “You’re keeping something from me; I know it.
You can tell me.”
    “I can’t. I can’t tell you anything, well,
besides one thing. There is something that I need, and there’s a
chance that you may have it.”
    “Well, what is it?”
    “A potion, it should be a bright pink
color.”
    I remembered back to the night at the movies,
the night when that mysterious woman came up to talk to me, then
vanished. She left something behind—a bright pink potion. What did
she say to me? Something about someone new coming into my life, I
couldn’t remember the rest. It felt like a heavy fog was tearing
through the memory, sweeping it up and taking it away from me.
    “What’s it used for?” I wondered.
    “I’m not certain, but I think it has a few
uses, some more helpful than others.”
    “I have it, but I’m scared of what you’re
hiding from me.”
    “Don’t be afraid, everything is going to be
alright for you; I’ll make sure of it.”
    He walked away without another word. If I had
any idea whatsoever about what was going to happen, I knew that I
would be thinking the worst. This was almost worse; I had no idea,
none. Whatever was going to happen, I wouldn’t know until it was
happening, and there would be nothing that I could do about it.
     
    I stayed in that spot for at least another
hour. When the sun started to go down, I headed inside. I went up
to my room and sat at my desk. I stared at the phone in front of
me, wanting to call Dante. I needed to hear his voice, to see if he
would tell me what was going on, assuming he knew everything. I
picked up the phone, and dialed the number, when it started ringing
I felt my heart stop.
    “Hello?” His voice, it was so calming, and
yet my heart was beating erratically.
    “Hi, it’s me,” I mumbled.
    “Scarlett? What’s wrong?”
    “Skylar says he has a plan, would you know
anything about this?”
    “He hasn’t given me all of the details yet,
but yes.”
    “What has he told you?” I asked.
    “Well, he couldn’t stress enough that I
shouldn’t tell you.”
    “Why? I don’t understand why I need to be
kept out of this.”
    “I don’t know. He hasn’t told me that much
either,” Dante sighed.
    “But you trust him?” I asked.
    “Yes, I think I do.”
    “He said you were coming home,” I
mumbled.
    “I am. I’m just not sure when I’ll get
there.”
    “I’m going on a date with Skylar tomorrow—” I
blurted. He was silent, I couldn’t explain why I said yes to
Skylar, that part inside of me that wanted to be next to him had
been drowned out by my desire to be with Dante. “He said it could
be his last day to spend with me or something.”
    “Have your feelings changed?” he asked. His
voice was low, barely a whisper.
    “About you? Never.”
    “I’ll see you soon,” he said. “I love
you.”
    “I love you, too.”
    Then he was gone, leaving me here, holding
onto the phone, hoping for a miracle when I’d never even been able
to catch a break. I closed my eyes and wondered what magical thing
would solve my problems. What magical thing would bring me and
Dante back together? I needed to believe it was possible. I grabbed
the book with the picture of me and Skylar and searched