"Don't do that again. Okay?" I nodded and giggled. He's too serious. "What do you want to do today?" He asked after a few moments, maybe to calm himself back down.
I just shrugged in response. It's been almost a month since the funeral and I haven't made any effort to make friends. Zane keeps telling me that I need to get back out there, but I disagree. Why put yourself out there just to be hurt again? Just to be knocked back down? It was also summer break so I don't have to worry about school anymore.
"Come on let's go shower." He finally spoke. I groaned and snuggled further into his chest.
"I don't wanna." He laughed and turned around so his back was facing towards me.
"Let's go." He hoisted me up on to his back and carried us to the bathroom. I tried to wiggle out of his arms but he refused to let me go until we got to the shower. He turned it on and slipped his shirt off. While he was doing that, I turned towards the mirror. There weren't any dark circles under my tired eyes which was a surprise. My skin was almost translucent, probably because the lack of sun I've been receiving lately. My blonde hair had gotten so long it was almost down to my waist. It was a tangled mess and I wouldn't be surprised if a bird came flying out of it. I tilted my head to the side and really analyzed my features. They weren't special. I had a big nose and small eyes. Compared to Zane, I was a one while he was a ten. I couldn't help myself but wonder how he's still here. I'm just ordinary. I looked behind my reflection and caught Zane's eyes on me in the mirror. His brows were knotted together, in confusion, maybe even frustration. I lifted my eyes off him and looked away. "Devina," He slowly called.
"Hmm?" I mumbled and turned towards him.
"Is that really what you think?" My heart nearly stopped as I flinched.
"What?" He looked me over and repeated his question. "I never said that." Out loud. I added in my mind.
"No. But I heard you. You accidentally mind linked me. You were thinking about me." His brows were still scrunched together.
"I-you weren't supposed to hear that." He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Don't ever think that. Okay? You are-" now it was my turn to close my eyes.
~Devina's POV~
"April?" I whispered, the name feeling dry and sour in my mouth.
"Zane's mate." She finished as I backed away. Something's not right. I thought once again. "Now, the only thing between us is you. So I'm going to have to ask you to-" April was cut off by Zane rushing down the stairs. He stopped in his tracks as he saw her standing there in her flowing red dress. I took these awkward few seconds to really look at her. She was beautiful. Her long red dress matched her curly red hair. She was lean and thin. Everything a guy could ever want.
"April?" Zane slowly took a step forward. At first, I thought it was towards me, but the way he locked eyes on her made me think otherwise.
"It's me. I'm back." My eyes snapped off of her and landed on Zane as he broke out into a grin and ran over to her. He lifted her up into his arms and twirled her around. She was grinning at me the whole time. Then she mouthed "sorry".
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