The Forgotten

All Will Be Right

Will sighs.

"How do I know you're not like every other aristocrat?" he asks. Good question. I know, but how can I convince him?

"I used to be. Before I got sick, I was just as bad as Shain and every other person who ever snubbed you because of your financial situation. I'm not that girl anymore. I..."

He grins.

"Learned the secret of the universe?" I laugh.

"Whatever you want to think," I reply. "I just want you to know that you can trust me 100%." Um, yeah, no he can't.

He seems relieved. "Thank you."

Frowning, I ask, "For what?"

"For being a friend." He looks around. "Maybe we should get back to shore."
"It's so pathetic. Can we even call it a shore?" He shakes his head.

"A beach?" I laugh.

"It's definitely not a beach." We both laugh. I help him row the boat to the dock. Or whatever you call it. It's not a dock, too pitiable. It's more like a plank of wood jutting out from the sand, supported by columns of similar wood.

Yeah, really pathetic.

Once we get there, we tie the boat up and Will takes the oars back to the man who runs the place. I follow him to check the man's clock.

It's been forty-five minutes since I left the Bristills. It took about thirty minutes to get here and roughly seven minutes to get the rental. That means we spent eight minutes on the water.

I think the Robin Hood boy had it right. The water is relaxing and free.

Will walks back over.

"You ready to check out a movie?" he asks.

"Is it open?" I inquire.

"We could go to the theater and see."

"Good idea," I tell him simply to have something to say, something to do. I am beginning to regret this. I didn't think that a single outing would be such an issue, such a hassle. Well, it is. I wish it wasn't.

We return to his car.

"I call shotgun!" I exclaim. There isn't another seat, but I've always wanted to yell that. I should've done it last night.

Will and I get into his car. I didn't notice before, but it smells new. At least, I think that's how a new car smells. It smells good. However, it could just be an air refresher. Since Will just recently came into money (or so he says), I'm guessing he just bought it. Therefore, the car does smell new.

Wow.

I way over think things.

Will starts the car. As we back out, he rolls down the windows. The air is cool against my face. I grin. I like going for car rides.

"Hey, Will?" I ask.

"Yeah?"

"What do you know about the party?" He doesn't say anything.

"Will, I really need to know," I press. "Things went down that night. I need to know what they are."

"I wasn't there," he points out.

"But you're friends with Jess, and he was there. Janessa too." He frowns at the mention of Janessa.

"Neither Jess nor Janessa is my friend," he says hotly. "It was Jersey and York that introduced me to Jane-Janessa. Jess overheard Jersey telling me about 'the game' and invited me. I'm not friends with any of them."

"Jersey and York," I remind him. "How'd you meet them?"

"Through our parents," he says agitatedly.

"Well, did them tell you about the party?" I press.

He pulls over in a store parking lot.

"Nothing much," he tells me. He runs his fingers absentmindedly through his hair. "I just, I don't know what you want to hear."

I reply, "Everything you know."

"You were pissed at Jess. Not at the beginning. You two came together. Shain had York as her date. Midway through the party, York told me that you came to him and said he needed to dump Shain. He asked what was up, but you said Shain should tell him."

Tell him what? Would Raven have it in her diary? Surely not. I think that party was the last place Raven was seen alive.

"So...I should ask Jess?" I inquire. He shrugs.

"To me it sounds like nothing that happened at that party is anything you want to know," he states.

"I don't want to know any of it," I agree. "The thing is, I need to know all of it."

He bites his lip.

"Then, yeah, I'd ask Jess. Or Shain. She's the one more likely to be honest with you."

I sigh with relief.

"Thank you. I'll do it, after the movie." He grins.

"Alright." He shifts gears and leaves the parking lot.

The movie, and popcorn, were incredible. It was one about people with special powers. They were misfits at first. Once they saved the world, everyone accepted them.

Ironic. Too bad it'll never hold true for me.

It's one p.m. when Will drops me off at the Bristills. I pretend to go inside, but once he's gone, I head towards the Bristills' car instead.

The driver is messing with his mobile device in his seat. He turns it off when he sees me at the window.

After he rolls the window down, he asks, "Miss Bristill, what do you need?"

"I need to be taken to Jess's house," I tell him. He raises an eyebrow.

"So, you two back together?" he asks. I frown.

"How did you know we broke up?" What Raven probably would have done was demand why he's involved in her private life. I'm more interested in hows than whys.

He glances around furtively. Then he lowers his voice to a whisper.

"You came home upset that night. It was the night before you got sick. You told me that you and he were done. You said you and Shain were done."

"Did I say why?" I ask, sounding slightly hysterical. "This is important!"

He shakes his head. Then he looks hesitant.

"You remembered something," I notice. "Tell me." He takes a deep breath.

"You said you wanted to kill Shain, and that Janessa had been right all along."

But what had Janessa been right about?

"Thank you," I tell him. "Now please get me to Jess's." He nods. I open the door and get in, fastening my seatbelt as he backs out.

I fidget in my seat. Will Jess be honest with me? He was relieved that I didn't remember the party. I need to act like I'm beginning to remember. That way he can try to spin it. I'll see through his jaded story though, and all will be right with the universe.

A/N: the picture of Will is a larger version of the one for an earlier chapter.