Dancing With The Devil

Burning Desires

Oh god. Please tell me this is just a nightmare.

"No. Im not doing that, I would never do something like that," I snapped back.

"I'm sorry hailey, but it's the only way," vanessa said checking the book one last time,"there's nothing else written on here other than that. You need a sacrifice and her powers, and the tomb is unlocked."

"My mother's bloodline?" I snatched the book from her, attempting to understand the weird stuff written on it.

"I cant do that, not to alex, and definitely not my dad, I just-" The feeling of Michael's touch against my skin thrushed inside of me like a hurricane. He moved his hand down and held it in mine tightly.

"No, I'm the one who's sorry guys," I said as tears trickled down my face. Michael had a sorrowful look on his face, one that I couldn't quite explain. "I can't do this," I went out as quickly as I can, and left them behind. I can't do something like that to the people I love.

I stopped under the shadow of a huge oak tree and sat under it. I needed some time to figure my life out. To get my mother back, and to make everybody happy and unite the kingdom once again, I had to sacrifice one of the two people who both mean the world to me. It's either.. Alex, or my dad. I stretched my legs and rested my head on the soft grass. What if I can't make a decision? What if my life ends up being fucked up? What if I fall in love with the wrong shitty guy? I buried my face in my hands. The cure to all your problems is burying your face in your hands. That should do the trick.

My daydreaming session was interrupted by a familiar voice. "You don't have to do this," a voice called from behind me. It was Michael. "You being here makes it even worse," I wiped my tears off and stood up turning to face him. I was feeling better already knowing that he's here, until I saw Vanessa right by him. And even better, holding his hand. This day just keeps getting better and better. I rolled my eyes and the thought of them holding hands, and sat down again.

"Why is it worse? I'm trying to help," he said kneeling down and taking my hand. "You can't just go around and take people's hands you know," I slid my hand off his and found him staring at me. "How did you find me anyway?" I asked leaning against the tree, "oh you know, magic and stuff." Michael smirked.

"Guys I really have to go," Vanessa said, "make a decision, im ready whenever you are." I was surprised that she hugged me, but I still hugged her back. She's nice, but I still hate her.

He hasn't taken his eyes off me since she left.

"Stop looking at me like that will you?" I whined, sliding a hand through my hair. "Like what?" He smirks.

"Like that," I huffed furiously. "Just stop will you?! You're dating her-"

He gazed upon me even more intently, his ocean blue eyes finding their way through mine, his perfectly sided blonde hair blowing perfectly in the right direction as the wind. "You're dating her," I repeated with some kind of sadness in my voice, "her.. not me."

"I've been with her for almost two years now," he added, "and I've never been able to look at her the way I look at you." My eyes widened at his confession, and I just.. freaked?

"Then why are you with her?" I said avoiding eye contact with him. He looked away from me for a moment before replying, "I'm with her hailey," he says, "because I love her," he finally admits. My eyes fill up with tears, and I can't help but look at him, still not believing what he just said. For a minute, I give myself a moment to understand that all this time he made me feel like, the way I feel now. "I hate myself for even thinking that I had something for you," I finally reply.