Soulmate {Book Two} The Vioval Ritual

🔮 Chapter Eight ~ Wilson's POV 🔮

Everyone's gone, and I've been left with the moon and my thoughts.
The back room of the science lab. A place I never imagined I'd find myself again. But I need to be here.
I need a plan.
They have the chemicals, and all I've gotta do is get them, and then my dear Willnia will be with me again.
The only problem is Kennedy.
She'll do whatever it takes to stop me. I know she's probably just worried, but I know what I'm doing, and she's gotta understand that. I'm the one that discovered the portal in the first place, anyway. Sure, it was because I screwed up an experiment, but I never would've met Willnia if I hadn't.
I'll have to make the portal soon, when Kennedy isn't around...
"Now's as good a time as any." I answer myself aloud. "The vault must be where the chemicals are. I'll check there first."
I stand up from the cold floor and exit the back room. It's around 10:00 p.m, so the janitors would've gone home by now. Still, I open the lab door slowly and cautiously, the small creaks loud in the silent halls.
I'm about to head straight to the basement when I realize I don't know how to pick the padlock on the vault door. "First stop, the office." I murmur.
Climbing through the open space above the counter, I enter the office. Digging through drawers and cabinets, I finally come across the bolt cutters. They keep them just in case they have to break someone's lock. People tend to buy really cheap locks for their lockers, ones that break quickly. So, when they can't get their locker open, they cut the lock off.
With the bolt cutters in hand, I can finally head to the basement.
I jog down the dusty steps, my sneakers clapping on the cement tiles. I don't have to go far to find the big black metal door.
Cutting the padlock off, I push the metal bar up and yank open the vault door. The dusty shelves still lean against the walls, the cardboard boxes and stacked books still fill the room with a smell of old paper. It's exactly as it was the last time I was in here, in the other dimension.
I rifle through a few boxes before I find a small one, almost like a shoe box. Inside lies four vial racks, each holding glass tubes. Two racks are loaded with red liquid and the other two with blue. I smile to myself. "Jackpot."

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"I'm coming, Willnia."
I pour a tube of red into a beaker, followed by a tube of blue. As the colors mix, the moonlight coming in through the lab's windows dances in the violet substance. I wait for the smoke to curl up the neck of the beaker and form the Vioval Portal.
Nothing happens.
"What?" I mutter in confusion. I dump the mixture into the sink and try again. Still, nothing happens. No portal is created.
"Why isn't it working?" I ask no one in particular, smashing my fists on the tabletop. "I did everything right!"
I continue to try until there's only two vials left on each rack. "Six tries and still nothing?" I say in disbelief. "What is going on?"
I feel my eyes start to water, and my vision grows cloudy.
"I need to see her!" I yell, angry tears sliding down my cheeks. I run my fingers through my hair frustratedly, but am stilled by a maddening realization. "Kennedy sabotaged me."
A rush of pure rage shoots through my body.
How did she know I was going to do this? How did she get to the vials before me? How could she do this to me?
I don't have the answers to any of those questions. All I know is that I've gotta confront her.
I've gotta get her back for what she's done.