Running From Soul Mates

1- The Sandbox

"Kyle? Can we play in the sandbox now?" I ask, kicking a stone with my foot. Kyle is drawing in a notepad lying next to me on the floor.

"In a minute, Pey." He says half in a daze. He's only a year older than me at nine, yet he thinks he rules the world. I was drawing too, but I can't draw, so I gave up.

"Kyyyllleee." I whine, rolling over on to my stomach and plucking a few daisies from the ground. I sprinkle the petals over Kyle's head and he squints.

"Peeeyyytttooonnn." He replies, chucking a handful of grass in my face. I spit out the blades that got in my mouth. Ethan walks over and plops down next to us on the grass. He's the oldest out of all of us, yet he still acts five. None of us are actually related apart from me and Cath.

"What ya doing?" he asks, pulling some grass out of my hair. I glare at Kyle who just smiles.

"I don't even know." I reply exasperated. Kyle sits up, closing the notepad and shoving it down on the grass.

"We can go play in the sandbox now." he states.

"Wha- you're not even gonna show me what you were drawing? Seriously? I've been sitting here for at least ten minutes!" I groan. Kyle smirks, his murky green eyes boring into mine.

"Nope." He stands up, and I copy him, Ethan too. Ethan runs over to the sandbox and I follow. Cath is already sitting in it, playing with a bucket and spade. She's four now. I look back to find no other than Kyle. Holding a hose. I gasp as he walks further towards me.

"ETHAN!" I yell as he starts squirting me with water. To my dismay, he runs to Kyle's side and grabs a bucket, filling it with water from the hose.

"LET THE WAR BEGIN!" he yells back, throwing the bucket of water over me. I squeal from the coldness, but think fast and grab the water guns lying on the grass, plunging them with water.

Cath stands up and I toss her a water gun. She starts expertly shooting Ethan and Kyle, and we all scream, running round the garden and shooting each other with water.

*****

"You guys, always getting into trouble." Mum mutters, laying another extra blanket on the bed. During the water fight earlier, it got really cold, but we were too competitive to go inside. When Kyle's dad found us, Cath was sneezing non-stop whilst pelting Ethan with water balloons she found somewhere.

Mum shakes her head in disapproval but a smile plays on her lips. All four of us are lying in the guest bedroom king sized bed covered in five blankets and surrounded by a mountain of pillows. If I wasn't so sick, I would hit Kyle with a cushion and we would have a massive pillow fight.

I sneeze into a tissue after mum leaves the room, and Kyle coughs loudly next to me.

"I'm sorry for making you sick." He mutters to me. I roll my eyes and punch him playfully in the shoulder.

"Right back at you." I pull the covers further up to my chin, noticing Cath and Ethan are both asleep to my right.

"Pey, I need to tell you something." He whispers, turning over to face me. I copy him so we're face to face, with my arms folded under my head to give me height.

"Shoot." I reply. Kyle sniffs again and wipes his nose with a tissue next to him.

"My mum and dad said we're moving to New York." He states, looking into my face for emotion. My eyes widen.

"You can't do that! They're the Alpha and Luna of your pack, you can't just leave!" I yell whisper, so as not to wake Cath and Ethan.

"The pack is coming with us. Mum and dad said we need to go and see a pack there, I don't know why."

"When?" I exclaim, not believing what I'm hearing.

"Tomorrow. That's why we came over today." He replies glumly. I nearly lose it on the spot.

"And you didn't think to tell me at all?!"

"Of course I did, but I wanted to spend my last day with you, not you knowing it's my last day." He mumbles. I turn so I'm lying on my back again staring at the ceiling.

"When are you coming back?"

"I don't know. Weeks, months, years. I don't know, Pey." I keep my eyes fixed on the ceiling so I don't let go of any emotion. We sit in silence for a while. "Are you mad?" Kyle murmurs.

I quickly wipe away the oncoming tears and flip on my other side so my back is facing Kyle.

*****

The moving van slowly reverses out of Kyle's drive. Some of the pack members are choosing to stay in the pack grounds since they're not selling them, but most of them are following their Alpha and Luna. It'll be harder for them to get to meetings since it's a three hours plane ride away, but their families are here. Even Ethan's gone.

I turn my head away to cough, and when I look back up, Kyle is standing in front of me.

"I can't leave without saying goodbye." He says. I place my hands on my hips.

"You said it. Now you can leave." I reply. I really don't want my best friend to leave. It's tearing me up from the inside stronger than I thought it would. I hardly got any sleep last night thinking about it.

"Peyton, please. I'll call you every day and we can even write letters! You could come to visit!" he exclaims for my benefit. I keep my sight fixed on the ground. He sighs and puts his arms around me, squeezing so hard I almost can't breathe. After a couple of minutes, I pull my arms out from between us and hug him back.

When we pull away, Kyle slowly wipes a stray tear from my cheek, giving me a reassuring smile.

"Kyle! We're ready to go!" his mum yells from near his car. He gives me one more hug before running over to the car.

He never called. We never wrote letters. I never went to visit.

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