Dancing With The Devil

Shadows Left Behind

The wind was brushing against my skin, and the moonlight was all that I could see. It was dark, but somehow illuminated. I looked around me to find nothing but willow trees all way round, red roses scattered around the place. Nothing but the harsh wind flying past my ears. I could see nothing, feel nothing. I thought I was dead. And just when I thought I was alone.. I saw a shadow in front of me. Then I saw him. A tall handsome young man, who just seemed to look extremely familiar. Soft brown hair, and beautiful green eyes. He had a smile that I could die for, a smile that I've known since I was little.

The boy who played Legos with me, and taught me how to ride a bike when I was three. My eyes shifted over to meet his, and then it instantly hit me. He was wearing a maroon red hoodie and blue jeans. For some reason, I was breathless. Yet before I could say a word, I felt someone crawl up behind me. A soft touch lingering against my skin, I turned around to find the person I've gotten so used to seeing. Blonde hair flipped over to the side, and those baby blue eyes that I seemed to get lost in every time. I looked at him carefully, then back at the man in front of me. The two people I've always been fond of the most, were standing right there. One on each side of the room. Alex.. A name that strikes at every nerve in my body. And Michael, a name that makes me feel more alive than ever.

Alex took a deep breath and stepped forward, "please make a choice. We don't have much time, it's time to admit to those feelings right now. It's either me or him."

"Follow your heart," Michael whispered from behind me, "but remember to pick me."

"Why do I have to pick one of you?" I stammered as tears trickled down my face, "I-I can save you both, I don't have to-"

"Hailey," Alex stuttered, "after all this time, now is when you need to make a choice. Right now, right here. Make that choice."

"I can't believe you're hesitating," michael exclaimed disbelievingly, "it's always been us. Just end this misery, and make the right choice."

"There's no right choice," I shot back tears sliding down my face, "he's my brother, and your- god I can't even do this."

"I'm just confused, please tell me what's going on," I sighed, "I feel like my head's going to blow up."

"We're going to the path, tomorrow. And in the beginning we agreed on using a switching body spell so you can take Michael with you but we never actually agreed on who you're taking with you," Alex explained, "I know it's him.. but I just want to make sure. I can't go anyways, I have to be a guardian angel to do that."

"Never mind," he sighed and turned around, "I'll be with dad waiting for you till you come back."

"Wait," I called out suddenly, "wait- Alex." He turned around frantically and looked me in the eye, "what?"

"Stay," I whispered.

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I shot up straight in bed, I was cold. Confused. A tingly feeling rushed through my body. My head was filled with images. I felt sharp, confused.. scared. Suddenly my eyes shot open and I found myself laying in bed with Michael by my side. Then I realized it was just a dream. I was in bed, everything's okay.

But what did that dream mean? "Stay." What does any of that mean? There's way too much information in my brain that I just can't handle right now. I have AD to worry about, I have school, and I have a guilty conscience to deal with. Let's not even talk about what's going to happen on my birthday, when I finally turn 16 and my huge day will be turned into slaughtering four people to open that fucking path. Speaking of my birthday. It's in two weeks. Go me! Oh ya, I'm actually not gonna have a birthday. It's more of a death. I'll be celebrating the fact that I'm going to sacrifice four people and kill them with my own hands. HURAY!