The Chosen.

Skeletons

It felt wrong what i did. Making a deal with death that is. It's been hard to wrap my mind around the concept that everyone, including death, trusted me so much.

If you had asked me before all of this happened, i would have told you that i thought i was a good and reliable person. i'm not so sure of my answer anymore.

I feel dirty hiding secrets from the others. Like each and every skeleton in the closet begs to be set free. If we're being honest i wish i could be just that, a skeleton in a closet. I didn't wish for this, i don't want this.

But i'll do it for them.

I look over at Tom and Bill who play chess in the game room. The grin on Bills face is something i haven't seen in a long time. It still manages to make my heart beat in a funny way.

Soul tied.

Tom had asked me what i thought it meant. But in the heat of the moment, lust clouding my mind i just blurted out the first thing i could. I honestly don't know what i think it means. First i would have to fully understand what a soul is and i don't even think i'm there yet.

My mind flashes of death as he loomed over me. After a while, he was trusting and almost... comforting? How strange to even think a soulless individual could bring such peace.

Death is something we are raised to be afraid of, the one adventure we should never dare to brave until our time but now i see it so differently. Even though he was rough and terrifyingly cold, i wanted nothing more than to be in his embrace. He made me feel as if it would all be okay, as if none of this even mattered.

"Are you okay? you seem distant." Mia asks as she flicks the cherry of her cigarette towards the window.

"Yeah... just thinking a lot of how we're going to get out of here." i murmur, tugging at the ends of my sleeves.

"And Bill?" she asks, my eyes jerking up to meet hers.

"No... Yes. is it that obvious." reluctance clouding my voice as i admit what i've been trying to keep in for so long.

"Yes. Well i'm your best friend and know everything about the two of you. Maybe that's why. i can see it so easily." she whispers, hoping no one can hear us from the lounge.

"i've been thinking a lot about the soul tie thing." i confess.

"I mean when you really think about it June, it makes sense. Even from my point of view." She nods. "I see the way you look at Bill and i see the way you look at Tom. Like you're madly in love but you're angry about it." she whispers. I nod in agreement.

"It feels wrong but i literally can't help it." i murmur, no longer meeting her gaze because i feel as if i will burst into tears at any moment.

"i kissed Bill." i blurt out. My eyes widening from shock that i admitted what i just did.

Her mouth falls ajar, "Oh my god!" she whisper yells making me cringe.

i sigh, "He said Juniper and all these memories came flooding back and then he just kissed me and i didn't even pull back i wanted it, i wanted more actually and i-"

"Wait he remembered??" she cuts me off.

I nod. "Just the word Juniper though. Nothing else."

"Oh my god. What if he still loves you too?" she asks, he eyes widening even more, which i didn't know was possible.

"Nothing can happen. I'm loyal." i look at the game room. Tom sits leaned to the side, his hand picks up a chess piece and moves it across the board.

I can suddenly feel the ghost of his touch moving down my body. The way he caresses me makes my soul feel alive. My body, my mind, my soul is his and that will never change.

"i wish i could help figure out what to do." she softly smiles, placing her delicate little hand into the crease of mine and giving it a squeeze.

"Maybe the answer will find me." i whisper, taking the last drag of my cigarette.