~Joel~
We were in the right place. I could tell; could feel it in every breeze caressing my skin, every smell that passed under my nose. The trees hid something within their depths, shadows tangling around each other, obscuring something I couldn’t name by anything in the English language.
There was a name for what was hidden, of course. But that wasn’t what mattered.
What mattered was that they were lying in wait for something that truly was never theirs to capture. Something mine and mine alone; something they should have never interfered with; something pure and the exact opposite of them.
I stopped the car, stepping out and observing the building that lie in front of me. It wasn’t anything spectacularly different from anything I’d seen before, a school like any other, but what it held inside was what interested me.
“She’s here,” I whispered, knowing instinctively, hardly daring to look at the others’ tired expressions. “I’ve finally found her.”
Thoughts raced through my head, never slowing for a second. Inside that nondescript building, this school where I would have to pose as something I was not once again, there was a small table.
But at that table? Something very big, or at least to me. The purpose for my whole, wretched, tormented existence. The reason we had been searching for so long, so many countless, bleak years; the one person it ever hurt me to lose. The only girl that could ever look at me with eyes so filled with passion and love.
It was all I could do not let go of every inhibition, everything that I had trained myself for just for the chance at this moment, and run to her. I knew, though, that doing so could ruin my years of searching, all of the others’ hard work.
Why?
Because there was a very good chance that she had no memory of me.
