look made me think that
what we were waiting for was just around
the corner. Maybe it was.
“What do you dream about Logan?”
“He keeps giving me the chance to
go with them, and when I turn them
down, I see mom dead covered in blood.”
The look on her face was one of awe
and sadness. I understood the sadness, not
so much the awe.
“They can reach you in your
dreams, and It’s the same every time?
That speaks highly of what you are
capable of. You should just be able to see
and feel their presence when you are
awake, but seeing them and turning them
down constantly shows your strength.
That’s very good.”
I noticed that she ignored the part
about me always seeing mom dead. That’s
when I knew it was not a warning; it was
the future, and it’s her destiny. Maybe
that’s what the universe was saying that I
was going to have to come to terms with
in order to fulfil the path they saw before
me. Maybe that’s why I was allowed to see
that part of the dream. Usually when
someone’s death was involved I would
wake up immediately. I started preparing
myself emotionally. I had been working on
ways to block my anger; the sadness of
feeling the death of my mom would
trigger that anger. I needed to deal with
it now.
I looked over at Agatha and saw her
smile on her face, and her electric blue
eyes were glowing again. Her demeanor
shifted all of a sudden and sparked my
interest.
“You are wise Logan. There are
many who have sat in the seat you’re in
now and caved to the pressure. Maybe for
once the darkness has met his match.”
I wondered what she meant by this.
Obviously it wasn’t the first time someone
has had to choose, but maybe they
weren’t successful. Whatever it was, I
would just have to face it and hope for the
best. I refused to run anymore.
Chapter 13
April
I was stepping off the plane at LAS, and I felt
relieved. It was the first time since moving to Las
Vegas that I actually felt at home. I would always
miss my friends, but friends are everywhere, right?
Annoyed from all the traffic, I finally made it home.
Have you ever driven in Las Vegas during rush hour?
It’s not pleasant. At all. The first thing I did was check
my Myspace, and I noticed there was a comment left
by James. How was that possible? I thought he should
still be in jail. I clicked on the comment to see what it
said. My heart started racing.
“They let the wrong motherfucker back out on
the streets! Call me baby when youget this.”
I was speechless. I had no idea what I wanted
to do. Sigh. So I took the easy way out by telling him
to call me. Not even an hour later my phone started
ringing. Crap Crap Crap!
“Hello?”
“Hey baby, where’ve you been? I’ve been
trying to get a hold of you for a few days now.”
“Hey. I was in Texas for my birthday. Wow, I
can’t believe you’re out. What are you doing?”
“Did you have fun? Wait, did you get my
birthday card? I’m hanging out at the house. You
should come over.”
“Had a lot of fun and got really drunk since
I’m legal now.” A shaky laugh escaped before I
continued, “I got the birthday card and loved it. Thank
you so much! Where do you live?”
We finished the conversation with him giving
me his address. I told him that I was with some
friends and that we would be there soon. Oh. My.
God. I was freaking out so bad. Soon there were
clothes all over my room. My friends were trying to
calm me down without much success.
In the car driving to his house, all I kept
thinking was Do I hug him, shake his hands, do the
“what’s up” head nod? Why was I overanalyzing
everything? I was just going to go with the flow and
follow his lead. We pulled up in front of his house. He
was outside waiting. I parked the car and got out.
It seemed like it was all in slow motion. He
was walking down the steps toward me in some black
converse shoes, black shorts, and a white beater. I
could see his tattoos, and all I wanted to do was lick
what we were waiting for was just around
the corner. Maybe it was.
“What do you dream about Logan?”
“He keeps giving me the chance to
go with them, and when I turn them
down, I see mom dead covered in blood.”
The look on her face was one of awe
and sadness. I understood the sadness, not
so much the awe.
“They can reach you in your
dreams, and It’s the same every time?
That speaks highly of what you are
capable of. You should just be able to see
and feel their presence when you are
awake, but seeing them and turning them
down constantly shows your strength.
That’s very good.”
I noticed that she ignored the part
about me always seeing mom dead. That’s
when I knew it was not a warning; it was
the future, and it’s her destiny. Maybe
that’s what the universe was saying that I
was going to have to come to terms with
in order to fulfil the path they saw before
me. Maybe that’s why I was allowed to see
that part of the dream. Usually when
someone’s death was involved I would
wake up immediately. I started preparing
myself emotionally. I had been working on
ways to block my anger; the sadness of
feeling the death of my mom would
trigger that anger. I needed to deal with
it now.
I looked over at Agatha and saw her
smile on her face, and her electric blue
eyes were glowing again. Her demeanor
shifted all of a sudden and sparked my
interest.
“You are wise Logan. There are
many who have sat in the seat you’re in
now and caved to the pressure. Maybe for
once the darkness has met his match.”
I wondered what she meant by this.
Obviously it wasn’t the first time someone
has had to choose, but maybe they
weren’t successful. Whatever it was, I
would just have to face it and hope for the
best. I refused to run anymore.
Chapter 13
April
I was stepping off the plane at LAS, and I felt
relieved. It was the first time since moving to Las
Vegas that I actually felt at home. I would always
miss my friends, but friends are everywhere, right?
Annoyed from all the traffic, I finally made it home.
Have you ever driven in Las Vegas during rush hour?
It’s not pleasant. At all. The first thing I did was check
my Myspace, and I noticed there was a comment left
by James. How was that possible? I thought he should
still be in jail. I clicked on the comment to see what it
said. My heart started racing.
“They let the wrong motherfucker back out on
the streets! Call me baby when youget this.”
I was speechless. I had no idea what I wanted
to do. Sigh. So I took the easy way out by telling him
to call me. Not even an hour later my phone started
ringing. Crap Crap Crap!
“Hello?”
“Hey baby, where’ve you been? I’ve been
trying to get a hold of you for a few days now.”
“Hey. I was in Texas for my birthday. Wow, I
can’t believe you’re out. What are you doing?”
“Did you have fun? Wait, did you get my
birthday card? I’m hanging out at the house. You
should come over.”
“Had a lot of fun and got really drunk since
I’m legal now.” A shaky laugh escaped before I
continued, “I got the birthday card and loved it. Thank
you so much! Where do you live?”
We finished the conversation with him giving
me his address. I told him that I was with some
friends and that we would be there soon. Oh. My.
God. I was freaking out so bad. Soon there were
clothes all over my room. My friends were trying to
calm me down without much success.
In the car driving to his house, all I kept
thinking was Do I hug him, shake his hands, do the
“what’s up” head nod? Why was I overanalyzing
everything? I was just going to go with the flow and
follow his lead. We pulled up in front of his house. He
was outside waiting. I parked the car and got out.
It seemed like it was all in slow motion. He
was walking down the steps toward me in some black
converse shoes, black shorts, and a white beater. I
could see his tattoos, and all I wanted to do was lick
Similar Books
