Meant Together by Lina Wells (top 10 most read books in the world .txt) 📖

to Colletes hair and let it run through. I couldn't feel jeolous, couldn't even speak. Gord had never once told us what his dreams were about. Well, except for earlier when he spoke of....Lettie. I looked at her, really looked at her. I could see now that we were in the light that it was three different colors. Each strand was red, blonde or black. Just like in Gords dream. There was no doubt in my mind now. There was something going on, something strange, extroardinary, scary. I focused on Colletes face. She looked as if she were in a trance. As if she were somewhere else. When she spoke her voice was distant. "I, i've heard your v,voice too. I had the same nightmare, except I woke up after I was bit."


Collete Aurella Hemp
My mind was going in a million different directions. As soon as I heard Gords voice, I knew I recognized it. When he looked at me and recognized me, I knew it was him. The boy from my nightmares, the one who told me to keep going, that we couldn't let the evil get us. I felt such an odd connection to him, so many different feelings when I looked at him. He was a smaller, shorter version of Emmet. Same black hair, same strong chin, crooked smile, perfect teeth. Just younger. And paler. Whereas Emmet was tan, Gord was pale. Pale with big, black eyes. Just like mine. This was impossible! Everything about this night in general was impossible. There is no way that I have been dreaming about a guy who just happens to live across the street from my grandmother in a middle of nowhere town. No way!
This was all too much. How could all of this happen in such a short time? It was like my life was hanging by a thread of normalcy and I had to take it and run before I was lost in all this maddness and confusion. I looked up and all three boys were looking at me, expecting. I couldn't take it. I decided to grab the thread and run.
Whirling around, I flew out the door and into the snow. Ignoring the shouts that followed me, I let my feet fly over the snow. The moon was going down, the begining glow of dawn taking its place. All I wanted to do was forget the whole night had happened. Why the hell didn't I just stay in bed like a normal person? I suprised myself by laughing. Here I was running to save my normal life when its never been normal. Well, it was more normal than this. Thats better than nothing for me.
When it felt like my lungs would burst, I stopped and sat on a fallen trunk. After catching my breath, I looked around. I was back in the clearing again, the lone spruce in the middle. Why did I come back here? Standing I crunched through the snow to the tree. It was even bigger up close, the silvery blue needles shining proudly against the snow. It was beautiful and whether I liked it or not, it meant something; this clearing, this tree...Gordan. Falling to my knees, I let the tears come. Tears of frustration, of anger, of pain, of confusion.
The whole situation just wasn't fair! How can I come thousands of miles to a place where nobody knows me, a place where I could have been normal, and my life manages to get completely, hopelessly worse? I'm begining to think I'm cursed. "Collete! Jeez, what the hell was that?!" I looked up to see Emmet stomping through the snow, anger in every step.
I contemplated fleeing again, but I somehow knew he'd keep chasing me.
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