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Kenzie' pov

I had to wait until everybody was downstairs to make a move. Let's be honest, Ethan Hunt would be ashamed of my spying skills, but that didn't stop me from breaking into William's room with Mission: Impossible theme song playing inside my head.

I wasn't doing a fool of myself in the corridor since nobody was there to catch me. Don't worry.

I closed the door swiftly behind me and looked around. Where could he have put it in?

His bags were tossed to the ground in a corner, empty as I checked. I searched the damned wardrobe up and down, left to right, drawers and whatnot. Empty. It crossed my mind that he could have taken it with him for safety, but that was just not trusting me at all! Fair enough, I am breaking into his bedroom. Maybe the lack of trust is not so unfounded.

I laughed at myself when I saw the small notebook on his bedside table with a note peeking from it. I'm so fucking blind!

I didn't waste my time in the notebook, though I took a quick look, finding a significant amount of tales and short stories. It resembled mine inside, lots of scribbled words inside. I took the letter out and got out of there, leaving it in my room, inside my notebook.

I didn't need it, I could have rewritten it word by word if I wanted to but then it wouldn't be in Willy's terrible handwriting nor would it be a ripped page of one of his notebooks and much less would it have coffee stains marked as the base of a mug.

I'm just hoping he doesn't get mad.

"Aren't we going to the beach?" Emily's voice startled me.

I turned to her. She was eating a dessert Etsy's cook had prepared.

I dropped onto the bed, looking at the ceiling. "I don't want to go away."

She frowned at me. "Because of your little boyfriend?"

"Because of you!"

Yes, I would miss Willy, but he wasn't the main reason I avoided my departure. Emily and I had been separated many times before, but never like this. We never lived so far away from each other.

"Relax," my sister said before laying next to me. "We'll still see each other. I'll make sure of it."

I close my eyes and steadied my breath. "I know, I just... It's going to be weird not being with you. Who am I going to hang out with at school?"

"I can think of a few." She shrugged, and I scowled at her. None of them were Emily.

I sat up and shrugged it off, sick of this. I wish life would stop being stupid.

I motioned for her to go out with me, ignoring the bags I still had to pack. I was supposed to leave tonight, but I dreaded doing anything since I didn't want to go. To leave her. I wasn't even supposed to come back. The idea was avoiding Willy as best as I could, but then everything happened with Emily and I was forced to be here.

"Let's go," she said as we went downstairs. "I'm in the mood to tan my very virgin skin."

I shook her. "Are you ever letting go of that?"

"Not likely, no." She laughed, and it was laughing we reached downstairs, finding all others lazily hanging out in the living room, sprawled over the sofas.

I reached for my After Eight box and put one in my mouth.

"Are you going to stay here all day, or are we going to the beach?" I asked.

Willy almost got up but Ness pushed him down almost immediately, shooting me a glare and answering in that sugar tone of hers, "We'll meet you later."

I rolled my eyes and just turned to get out, Emily on my heel. I threw my towel over my shoulder and we went down the pathway to the beach, arm in arm.

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