Bonded (Completed) (UNEDITED)

The Red String

Ali's POV
I was walking to where he had said to find the string in his letter, when I got a call. "Hello, who is it?" I said a little anger trickling into my voice.
"Casey, where are you?" Casey answered with much anger in her voice.
"At my house, but I'm leaving to go back. Why?" I said.
"We were supposed to hook-up tonight, remember?" She said as she reminded me of her one-sided conversation with herself during history, and I guess I had agreed.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry, I forgot, and I've already got so much to do tonight that I can't." I said as I turned the corner of the road, still looking, but not quite sure for what. "Well I gotta go, you owe me one." Casey said before hanging up. Her words didn't faze me so I just put my phone in my pocket, and kept walking across through the street until I found it. The wooded entrance he had told me to look for, was right here in the open and I walked exactly three feet into the area.

When I had done so I found myself in a very crowded, and small clearing. I say of it being crowded because there was white string all over the place, and I mean that by I couldn't see the forest much anymore. It was so amazing so intricate, that I had to take a while to notice how it had been done. The person who did this was definitely busy the whole day, for every bend in the string was wrapped around twice carefully on a branch so that it was able to stay on.

Then I saw it in all its glory, the beginning of the red string, this Crimson piece of thread had been strung exactly at my waist height. I had been searching through the many white strings when I found it, it was tied to a hook in a tree, it was so cool, and so pretty and surprisingly soft that I had to snap out of a daze to keep myself from not moving.

"Alright." I said aloud not really thinking whether someone was watching or not, but I didn't really care. It didn't matter for I was about to meet the creature that had saved my life, or its owner. Then I walked forward keeping my hands in the soft thread of wool yarn, I kept walking with my eyes on the ground until I saw a very beautiful red flower. It wasn't a rose but it smelled so graceful that I named it Marie Rose, but when I looked up there were more of these Marie Roses and not all had that rosy completion. I saw more and more flowers until they all lead me to the most wonderful place I've ever seen it was an old public garden that I'd read about, but now there were roses, Marie Roses, dandelions, marigolds, chrysanthemums, and so many more flowers I couldn't recognize, that had overpopulated the whole garden. It was the most beautiful place I'd ever seen.

I watched her walking through the garden from a distance that could keep her gaze off of mine, even though I hated it I had to bear her some time for happiness for that would end when I told her who she now was. Yet for now, she would enjoy all of the happiness granted for her. I felt so bad, knowing how crushed she would be, for right now she was the happiest. She was completely oblivious to everything that was going on in her life, and I admired her for it.

She walked a little closer to where I was hiding, and even though I was at least a mile away from her I flinched and backed up. Why was I so scared of it, her knowing everything it is what she needs to know to survive. What was I doing I had to get ready, I had to clean up, I had to prepare myself for her arrival. I looked back, and away from her, I stared at the ugly cabin that I was living in, then I healed down and closed my eyes. I could feel the power draining out of me as I exchanged abilities with the earth. I was expressing my powers into the earth, and it hurt a little more than when I change from dragon to human. I opened my eyes, but it did no good for I couldn't see clearly, but from what I could see it looked like the earth was literally rising won't vines all over the cabin.

I stared as my vision returned I collapsed onto the ground, but within a few minutes I slowly got up to see flowery vines crawling up the side of my cabin, and some went into the windows. I could hear the furniture being moved around as I watched the vines creep out of the ground like a fast motion documentary of the life of a flower. Then just as quickly as they had come the vines shrunk down, and out of the windows, but they still stayed on the cabin giving it the calm old feel. That's when I heard footsteps coming in close, she must have heard my screams, or felt my splitting headache.