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Project Notes

Some sort of outside power made me speak.

“Who are you? And why did you save me?”

She looked at me skeptically, and then gave me words I would never forget: “I’m Christine Ray, and I saved you because you’re not dead. As long as your heart beats, you should be saved.”

My eyes shot toward Farine – who had been trying to escape – and I cried, “You idiot! Why did you do that?”

“‘As long as your heart beats, you should be saved’,” He quoted, “is not a rule I would follow if you were in need. I’d rather see you drown than breathe,”

“My gods Farine, you’re heartless!” Christine spoke a bit dramatically for the situation.

“Christine…”

Her eyes lit up as she faced me. “Yes?”

“Sorry to ruin the moment, but… you should have left me!” I got up, and started running home, tears streaming down my face. I could hear Christine, far away, yelling, “Wait, Zane!”

But I kept running.

And running.

For what seemed like forever, I felt so numb. So disconnected and dead, that when I tripped, I felt grateful for the cuts I had gained. Funny, though. I tripped right in front of my house, yelling just before I hit the dirt.

Jake, my older brother, busted out the front door screaming, “What the heck…?” I sniffed, and then muffled a laugh. Leave it to the Gods to send me tumbling right in front of my overprotective brother.

“Zane, are you OK? You took a nasty fall!” I hated it when he was stressed.

“I’m fine. I just hu-” I tried to get up, but the cuts on my knees told me otherwise. “Dangit…” I whispered.