I feel like something's off as we near our neighbourhood. Something in my guts seems to whisper something isn't right, someone's gone. We turn into the street and Rose brakes as we all see the person standing on top of someone who died two years ago. Maguire sees me and looks like she's going to cry. The person, a guy about our age, steps off her and smiles at the bus.
"Hello. My name is Ephraim Lexington," He grabs Maguire by the hair and I'm being held down by Mickey and his boyfriend. "St Clair, I know you thought you killed your baby sister when someone wearing her face died. Sorry, not died, was shot by you. Now, if you surrender yourself to me, I will let all of them live, even those pathetic guardians." One of the Salvatore boys, Will, takes my glasses from me and puts them on.
"Drive away as fast as you can. I'll be able to fool him if I can borrow this," He takes Belle's beanie and puts it on. Winter grabs his arm as he walks past. Will looks at her the way I look at Maguire. "I'm going to sacrifice myself for the people I care about. Be the hero for once." Winter's boyfriend trips him up and tosses the glasses back to me before handing Belle's beanie back.
"Be a hero. Save your sister," The other prophesied nod and I walk down the aisle, not looking at Belle. "Do all prophesied have a hero complex?" I can see Dante nodding behind Jade's back as she shakes her head. I step out of the bus and vampires swarm the bus. I yell as one touches my head and I can only see black. I shoot up in bed, looking around, what was I dreaming about? I look beside me to find my phone and look at the picture of me and Belle on Halloween. I was a horrible James Bond and she was an okay Ginny. I look out the window and see my closed curtains. I look around again and realise I'm in Belle's room. I look under the covers to see I'm only wearing my underwear and Belle comes in from her en suite wearing a towel. She smiles at me widely.
"Hey St Clair...You look horrible in the morning so I put your glasses on," That explains why I can see perfectly. "Are you ready for the trial? My mom says the judge is going to be on your side. She was abused as well. Maguire and Specter are waiting downstairs," The trial, maybe that's what I was dreaming of, whoever told took the happiness I would've felt, I wonder who did it. I smile at her as I hug her and she kisses me. Something doesn't seem right about the kiss as I deepen it. I pull away and she seems to change. "St Clair, you need to wake up. He's going to kill Jade and the others...I need you," I remember everything and open my eyes, panting. I look around and find Belle sitting beside me. She grins. "Thank God." She hugs me and I remember the dream.
"It was a strange dream but nothing I can't walk off," She pulls away and punches me in the arm. "Stop it, Belle," I look around, with raised eyebrows. "Are we in the boys lockers?" She nods, looking around and I watch her carefully. "Do you think I would've told your mom what was happening in my house? To my mom, brother and me?" She frowns and shakes her head, a flicker of guilt in her eyes. "Did you tell your mom that night? When you had Lisa tell your mom what my dad did to her, did you tell her?" Belle nods and I stand up, hands rubbing the back of my neck. "The dream was about my life if there weren't any fucking vampires and I was going to my dad's trial. I wanted the happiness that would've came with it...The freedom and you took it from me." Belle stands up and slaps me across the face, I don't even blink.
"Fuck you. I saw you crying yourself to sleep while your back was bleeding...I did what you would've done. I made it stop, it would've stopped if the vampires never came," I walk towards my old locker and kick it. "If I could stop you suffering, I would do anything, I always will. St Clair, you were the first friend I made in a strange city and you're my best friend no matter what. You know what, I fell for you and I was okay with being your best friend as long as you were happy but I'm not okay with that now." She kisses me and my brain stops as I kiss back. It feels like forever when we pull apart and Ephraim walks in with Maguire. His hand casually rests on Maguire's waist.
"Well, well. You were wrong, Maguire," Maguire doesn't look at me, making my stomach drop. "My siblings could bring the dead back while I can erase memories and see different outcomes to the same situation. This is the fifth time and it ends each time with you kissing, the only difference is who kissed who," I don't look at Belle, having an increasing bad feeling. "I will just have to make one of you forget...I choose you." He points at Belle and she collapses into my arms. I don't care if she doesn't remember...It doesn't change anything, she kissed me. She opens her eyes groggily.
"What just happened?" I can't answer and she huddles against me when she sees Ephraim. "What did you do to our friends? What did you do to me?" Ephraim smiles, his fangs visible.
"The same thing I am about to do to St Clair," I barely blink as he points at me. I try to hold onto...Hold onto what? I open my eyes and see the boys locker room. I struggle to my feet, trying to remember something. "Take Belle to the other non-prophesied and Guardians. St Clair goes with the others." I get grabbed from behind and watch Belle getting pulled away. I hope I get to say goodbye.
