Afterlife ↠ Argent [1]

12. Close Calls

"What did you see this time?" Allison asks me as we walk down the school hallway. "You know, in your vision."

I walk beside her. "I'm not entirely sure. It was hard to see like last time, but I did see Jade again."

"Really?" Allison says, glancing over at me. "What was she doing?"

My mind flips back to the vision. "She was sitting up against the wall holding her arm, which was bleeding. She was crying and saying things..."

Allison raises an eyebrow. "What was she saying?"

I lick my lips. "She said that something was all her fault; that she was sorry."

Allison sighs. "I wonder what that means."

I shake my head. "It probably doesn't mean anything. They're just visions after all."

Allison scoffs. "Well, you're in Beacon Hills now, and you take everything seriously. Even something as simple as a vision."

I smile faintly. "Yeah, but I mean, Jade is dead. I watched her die, Allison."

"I know, but whatever you're seeing has to mean something. Especially since you've only seen Jade so far," Allison says.

I shrug. "Well, I have seen her and two other people too."

"But Jade was there too," Allison says before stopping, turning and facing me. "You may think these visions don't mean anything, but just be wary, okay?"

I nod my head slowly. "Sure, as long as you're wary about this whole situation with your grandpa."

Allison sighs. "I know, Corey. It's just a complicated situation."

I raise my eyebrows. "Complicated situation? It's more than that."

"I know," Allison says, fading out. "With that going on, that creature lurking about, and trying to figure out how to bring you back has just been stressing me out."

I shake my head. "Don't worry about me, Allison. You have a lot to deal with right now so you don't need to be trying to help me."

Allison shakes her head. "Corey, I'm going to figure out how to bring you back, I promise. It might just take longer than expected."

I nod my head, totally understanding. "I'm not going anywhere, so you can take your time."

Allison smiles at me as I smile down at her. She's silent for a moment before her expression changes; almost as if she had remembered something.

"Corey, you never got to finish your sentence last night before Lydia screamed," she says, her eyes wide with curiosity.

My throat becomes dry as I laugh, but it sounded completely fake. "Huh? I didn't? Are you sure?"

Allison nods. "I'm positive."

I shake my head while rubbing the back of my neck. "I'm pretty sure I told you."

Allison looks suspicious. "Well, tell me again."

I gulp as my face grows hot. "What are we talking about again?"

Allison gives me a pathetic look. "Corey-"

"Who's Corey?" I hear someone say before I whip around, seeing Scott and Stiles standing there. They both had backpacks on their backs and had their eyebrows raised.

Allison's eyes widen before she shakes her head. "Corey? I didn't say anything about a Corey."

Stiles points towards her. "I just heard you-"