Changed Time

Chapter Thirty-One

I hadn't known it before, but having Paige around was like having a huge load taken off my back. She made everything lighter and most of all, she understood how I felt about my visions.

Having the visions, it like a 3D movie being played in your head, only instead of it being resembled as if you were in the movie, you were literally in it. And though the murderers and the victims can't see you, sometimes it felt like they sensed you were there.

The worst visions were when the victim looked directly at you, as if they could see you, though you knew they couldn't. When you made the fake eye contact and for a moment, you thought, you hoped, that maybe they actually could see you and you could save them, but then when you tried to reach to them, their terrible fate takes them away and once again, you were fooled.

Paige understood all of this. She knew that every person we had ever saw die, we would remember for the rest of our lives. That they had become a part of us that we would never be able to get rid of.

So I knew if she left, I would have been lost and lonely. Though Wyatt would be there, and Jessie and of course Zach, I would still feel alone because they could never truly understand.

"Drew?" Sophie's voice cut me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I asked turning to her.

"We're here." She said softly.

We had gotten our bags from the motel. There were still officers there, and some crime scene investigators who were trying to swab evidence from the scene to figure out what exactly happened, though I had already told them.

After we had gotten our bags, we had to ask one of the officers where we could find the closest motel. He told us that there weren't any motels near the area, that this was the only one, but that there were many hotels in Ellensburg, just eight minutes from Thorp.

We had thanked him and set off in the Charger to the hotel we were sure we couldn't afford for more than a night, but that's all we needed.

Sophie and I were the only ones in the Charger now. Everyone else was consulting about the new plan that we hadn't figured out yet.

"Drew." Sophie's voice changed. It was still soft, but the tone changed to a much sadder one. "After you had told me about Jamie, there was a huge part of me telling myself that you were just some crazy kid who had escaped from a psycho ward and I just had bad enough luck to be around to have you giving me messed up stories." I gave a small laugh. "But then there was the smaller part of me that had already pieced it together. That part of me, though it was small, knew you weren't crazy at all. And even though you had told me that my sister was gone, murdered, in that small part, I knew that you would find them. That you would find who did this to Jamie and you would make them pay." I bit my lip, feeling a ball form in my throat. "And I still believe that." She took my hands in hers and I looked into her dark blue eyes. "I still believe that you are going to help me find these men, these terrible men. That you are going to save all the girls who they were going to harm, and you're going to avenge whoever they already did harm. Because I believe in you, Drew."

"But what if I don't believe in myself?" I practically whispered. "What if I'm not able to do all that?"

Sophie's blue eyes didn't even blink. They remained soft, warming and comforting as they always were. "I have enough faith for the both of us," she answered.

She leaned in and layed her soft lips on my cheek. I didn't pull away, or move. I just closed my eyes as I felt her lips connect with my skin and rest there for a while until she pulled back. I reopened my eyes and she gave me a small smile before sliding to the driver's seat, opening the door and getting out of the Charger, leaving me alone with the slight tingle her lips left racing through my skin.