Is she going to be okay? I really need her to wake up, so I can heal her. I can’t believe they got to her. I never want to hear her scream like that again. She accepted it. I grab my head and concentrate on pushing their thoughts back. I see each individual’s strand and gather them together, creating a bundle of thoughts. I push them into my mental box and turn the lock, shutting them in.
Opening my eyes, I look around me. Everyone is looking at me. I sit up and then cry out as pain moves through my stomach. I lift my shirt up slightly and cringe at the large dark bruise covering the entire length of my abdomen. It is the exact shape of an arm. Logan rushes over to me, grabs my arms, and starts healing me. I feel the dizziness fade away, the swelling in my face goes down, the aches in my arms and legs dissipate, and finally the pain in my stomach disappears.
Logan opens his eyes and looks up at me. My face feels stiff from all the tears that I’ve shed. I reach up and rub my eyes. I look behind Logan and see Emma standing with David. Emma keeps looking to her right and then back at me. I follow her gaze and gasp when I see the man sitting in the chair watching me.
I jump off the couch and stare at him, mouth hanging open. Turning so that I am facing him, I take a couple steps backward and start shaking my head. This isn’t possible. I can feel the tears well up in my eyes again. He slowly stands and walks over to me. I cover my mouth with my right hand, not caring about the dried blood on it. My tears fall over the hand streaking through the blood.
“How?” I finally choke out when he stops in front of me. “I saw you…die. I felt your heart stop beating. You were gone.” I start sobbing again. He reaches out and pulls me against him.
“You healed me.” I start shaking my head. This isn’t real. I’m imagining it. I saw Colton die. He was dead. “You healed me, Ryanne.”
I fist my hands in his shirt, letting it dry my tears. His chest moves beneath my fingers. He’s alive and breathing. Colton really is alive. “That’s not possible.”
“It is possible for…” he stops talking. I take a step away from him and look into his eyes. His gorgeous green eyes are looking back down at me. Colton is looking at me…because he’s alive. What is he trying to tell me?
“For?” I ask.
Colton opens his mouth to reply at the same time as I feel the familiar pull of my visions. I close my eyes and lean forward as I am pulled in again. I feel his arms wrap around me as my body goes limp.
Colton
Ryanne slumps forward, going limp in my arms. “NO!” Emma yells. I glance over at her as she stomps her foot on the ground. “Ugh, she always has the worst timing. She had to pick now to go into a vision.”
I bend down and pick up Ryanne and carry her over to the couch. I don’t let her go though; I still need to prove to myself that this is real. I reach out and brush her hair away from her face. Then, I slowly wipe the tears from her face. I need to clean the blood off of her hands. My blood off her hands. As if Liam can read my mind, he hands me a wet washcloth. I grab her small hand in mine and wipe it clean of any proof of what happened earlier.
I died. In my mind, I saw Dravin killing Ryanne when in reality, it was me who was killed. Yet, the scene felt so real. It was horrible, and something Ryanne has experienced multiple times. I don’t know how she got over it. I keep replaying it over and over in my mind.
“Colton, when she saw you die…” Liam is shaking his head. His eyes are getting glossy. He looks away and clears his throat, trying to regain composure.
Logan says, “When we rushed into the room, she was fighting against Adam. His grip was literally crushing her, but she didn’t stop. When she realized that you were dead, she screamed the most awful scream I’ve ever heard. It was full of so much pain…” He’s having issues keeping his emotions at bay too. I’ve never seen Logan cry before. “She refused to leave you. She kept pounding on your chest. She yelled at us when we told her we had to go.” He looks down at Ryanne, who is still in a vision. “We could tell from her expression that she was going to give up, Colton.”
She can’t do that. Ever. It doesn’t matter if I am alive or not. She needs to keep fighting. She needs to push forward. She is the only hope any of us have against Dravin. She is stronger than him and even he knows it. That’s why he is trying so hard to stop her. That’s why he needs her magic because without it, he doesn’t stand a chance.
“You should have heard her little speech before you guys showed up. She called Dravin a freaking crazy psychotic lunatic,” I say slowly and turn toward Liam to make sure I said that correctly. He nods, the amusement clear in his eyes. Only Ryanne… “Then, she turned to Adam and told him that she wouldn’t hesitate to kick him again if he touched her. You should have seen the look on his face.”