The Dreamer

Chapter 14

A month soon passed by and I've learned how to better control my powers and how to use my bow better. She taught me some other techniques I can use with it and in the process, learned that my bow can't break either. When I practiced using my powers with Zeke, I felt my feelings only grow stronger. I wanted them to go away and with Zeke being so close to me, it didn't help.

He helped me with anything possible. Even how to form different shapes with the ice and what else I could do. It seemed like he was doing everything possible to stay close to me, however. Before I knew it, I realized that Rose was right. It scared me though. I've seen how men and women just left each other for someone else and I didn't want that to happen to me.

"Good." I smile at the patch of ice that I made at a pretty good distance away. I make the patch grow so that it covers a spot bigger than a door, then I make it go away. I watch as it melts and slides down the door, but it doesn't leave any hint of it being there.

"You're getting better," says Rose, bringing in a tray of snacks for us. "Thank you. I've had a great teacher." I look to Zeke with a genuine smile and he returns it, only it seems a little sad and maybe even lonely. I feel a twinge of pain in my heart when I thought that I might have caused it.

We all ate and Rose asks me if I've had any dreams that could direct us to the right path, but I shook my head. I didn't tell her that most of my dreams have mainly been about Zeke. I can't tell if it was the future or really what I want.

"May I speak with you alone Eira?" Zeke suddenly asks me. I tense and my heart starts pounding and the butterflies come back when I thought about us being alone. "Yeah," I squeak. We both stand up and I follow him down the halls. "Aren't we far enough?" He doesn't answer me. Instead, I follow him into his room.

"It's been a month," he says. I nod, feeling uncomfortable again. "I've waited long enough, don't you think?" He looks at me with hope and I feel a splinter suddenly twitch in my heart. After all this time, he's waited? I found it yet again hard to believe. This time it was good though. I don't feel as much doubt about his or my feelings. Why waste your time waiting like that? No one's that devoted to playing a trick on someone.

"Waited for what?" I question to fake my ignorance. He gives me a look of disbelief. He quickly twists around and he sighs in frustration. "For your answer." My eyes drop to the ground for a split second. I may not doubt it as much, but I'm still hesitant and scared. As soon as I look back up, I see him slightly shaking and his hands are clench tightly. Tight enough that they're turning white. "To hell with it," I hear him say before he suddenly sharply spins around and sped towards me. The dream springs to mind, but I can't move. I'm frozen in shock and within a split second, our lips are connected.

Everything that I've been trying to hold back, suddenly just bursts. I feel something suddenly ignite in me and I melt. He gently cradles my head and I lift my head up and the kiss deepens. My legs feel like jelly and he wraps an arm around me to keep me up.

When I pull away, I'm in a daze and he smiles. "You felt it too." He just said it. It wasn't even a question. He knew exactly what I felt. I swallow the lump of fear that started to form in my throat. Fear that if I get to close, he'll leave. Fear that it's just a dream. I look at him, realizing the truth. He loves me, as I love him. Within a few weeks, it's happened. I can see it in his eyes. The admiration he holds for me already. He has a small smile, but when we make eye contact, he frowns. "What is it?"

He takes a step closer and wipes my cheek. I feel something wet smear across it and I realize I'm crying. I softly gasp and wipe them away. "I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?" I can hear his panic and sadness. "No, I did feel it. There's no way that I regret that," I explain, "It's just...I'm scared Zeke. I'm scared that it's a dream. That it won't last long. That you'll leave me." I feel myself start to shake as I imagine him leaving me for someone else. We aren't even together and I can feel the pain. He immediately gathers me into his arms and hugs me. "I could never leave you." I smile, enjoying the warmth of being in his embrace, despite my doubts clutching tightly to my mind. "Wait until you meet actual girls. Girls who are prettier than me."