60. Zoey
60
Zoey
N oah clings on to me, his lips gently brushing over mine as the sweetest peace washes through me, the pain of the past few days fading to nothing. The brightest light shines through my childhood bedroom, consuming me with the most enchanting happiness, and suddenly, I’m no longer there on my bed, and my lips no longer linger against Noah’s.
I’m high above, looking down as my family weeps over my body, my mom dropping to her knees in agony. My gaze lingers on Noah, and despite his promise to be okay, I know this is going to destroy him.
He’s shattered inside—an empty shell, screaming out with overwhelming grief.
I watch them for a moment, desperately wishing I could stay, but a force has me turning. Realizing I’m not alone, I gaze upon a beaming white light and make out a familiar face, his eyes so dark just like his big brother’s.
Lincoln smiles at me, a fondness brimming in his gaze as he holds out his hand toward me. “I’ve been waiting a long time for you, Zoey,” he tells me in that sweet voice I’ve longed to hear for almost five years, so carefree and young.
“I know you have,” I smile as I take his welcoming hand, never having felt so at peace, so painless, and light.
Linc tugs on my hand, pulling me away, but I stop, glancing back toward Noah, desperately needing him to be okay. But Linc tugs on my hand again, a soft smile lifting the corners of his familiar face. “He’s going to be alright,” he promises me. “He’s going to hurt for a while, but he’ll be alright.”
I nod, knowing Linc is right. Noah promised me, and he’s always been a man of his word, especially when it came to me. He’s going to stand by his promise, and when the time is right, he’ll dig himself out of the darkness and teach himself how to fly. And when he does, I’ll be right there soaring beside him.
I’ll be the sun in his sky, and every night when he’s looking up at the stars, watching as they twinkle against the night sky, he’ll know that’s me, shining just for him.
“It’s time to go, Zo,” Linc whispers, his gaze dancing over Hazel’s beautiful face with such immense fondness that it kills me they never got to have their chance.
“Okay,” I tell him, and this time, when he tugs my hand, I go with him, letting him guide me as we fade away into nothingness, ready for my next adventure.