Rewind (Vanish Book Three) by Sonny Daise Page B

back, hoping that he would
look. I knew they were ghosts, but he’d seen ghosts before. My only
question was, why were they back? And this time, they weren’t only
in my dreams.
    I thought to run, but there
was nowhere to go. I went to speak, but my voice caught in my
throat.
    “ You know that you can’t
win,” one man said.
    “ What do you want?” I asked,
thankful that my voice let me.
    “ What we’ve wanted all
along. Help. When you get rid of the Alliance, you will set us
free, but I have very little hope that you’ll make it
through.”
    “ What are you talking
about?”
    “ You’ll understand
tomorrow.” The man came forward. It was as if Dante was in a
trance, either that, or he couldn’t see or hear them. The man
grabbed me by my throat and threw me off the rock.
    It felt like I was falling
forever. I thought about tomorrow. How was I supposed to take on
the Alliance, when I couldn’t even take on a few ghosts? I still
had Dante’s hand in mine, but it didn’t seem as if he even knew we
were falling.
    We were submerged in the
water. I could swim, but for some reason, I couldn’t reach the
surface. I opened my eyes, and they surrounded me. They moved
aside. They did it for a reason—to show me something: my lifeless
body. I closed my eyes; my lungs were aching for air. I knew I was
alive at this point, but why would I be seeing myself dead
underwater if it wasn’t coming?
    When I opened my eyes, Dante
was lifeless next to my dead body, but it wasn’t Dante, I was still
holding his hand. There was something around our dead bodies, it
lit up for a moment, and then disappeared.
    We must have only been
underwater for a matter of seconds, but I felt reality slipping
away. I didn’t know if a vision was coming on, or if I was just
losing consciousness. I felt Dante’s hand pulling me up, but my
foot was caught on something. His grasp loosened and then he was
gone altogether, and all I was left with was darkness.
    There was no vision,
nothing. I was passing out, and I knew it. I couldn’t move; I
couldn’t save myself. I was slipping away. I felt a horrible pain
in my foot and moments later, I could feel the sturdiness of the
ground underneath me. I felt pressure on my chest, and Dante’s lips
touch mine; I felt air rushing into my flooded lungs.
    My coughing woke me up. I
could see Dante’s face and nothing else; the ghosts were gone. He
pulled me up into his chest and held me there for a few minutes. I
couldn’t speak without coughing. He pulled me away to look at my
face.
    “ I was so scared,” he said.
“We need to get you home to Cooper.”
    “ What?” I asked, confused.
He looked down to my foot. My shoe was gone, and my white sock was
completely red. “What happened?” I asked.
    “ I don’t know how, but your
foot was caught under a rock. I’m so sorry; this was a bad
idea.”
     
    When we got home, Cooper healed my
foot, and I was good as new. Dante and I went back out to the tent;
we needed to be well rested for tomorrow. We set up our sleeping
bags and zipped the tent shut.
    “ There’s something I need to
do before tomorrow,” he said. “Close your eyes.”
    I did as he said. I sat
there waiting for at least a minute. I didn’t know what he was
going to do, but I had an idea. The anticipation was building up,
and it was getting harder and harder to breathe. Finally, when I
didn’t think I could take it anymore, I felt his lips against mine.
There was no difference between this and any of the other kisses
Dante and I shared, but technically this was our first kiss—if you
didn’t count him giving me mouth to mouth. He pulled away and sat
there looking at me.
    “ What?” I smiled. He brought
his hand to his lips.
    “ It was like electricity.” I
couldn’t help but laugh. “I hope it’s not hard for you, with
Allison being here and all.”
    “ Not at all, I hope it isn’t
hard for you,” I said.
    “ Not at all,” he
smiled.
     
    When I woke up in the
morning,