Sunburst (Starbright Series) (7 page)

             
“But how?” My eyes darted back between Serena, Jupiter and my parents. How could they have kept this from me?

             
“Earth is the last living planet,” Serena shrugged. “They don’t have to spread out their armies anymore. They can send them all here.”

             
“But how are they getting through?” I demanded. “We don’t have to spread out our army either. They shouldn’t be able to get on the planet!” I was adamant and exhausted. This fight would never end. I knew that, but why did it have to start so early? Why couldn’t they have waited until I was better prepared?

             
Although, obviously I knew why they hadn’t waited.

             
“We’re not exactly sure,” Jupiter said carefully but I read the text that wasn’t spoken aloud.

             
“The Council?” I demanded to know. “Do you think it’s the traitor in the Council?”

             
There was a heavy silence as my blunt question was digested. Stars and Angels didn’t just talk about the Council of Elders this way. They were treated with absolute respect and their authority was basically unquestioned law. To suspect there was a traitor in their midst was the most serious allegation one could bring, and to talk about it flippantly was not acceptable. If an accusation was made and turned out to be false, the accuser would be stripped of his title and job, and returned to the lowest level of Heaven for the rest of his days. Not exactly the worst punishment in the world, except if you were a born fighter. You could easily go crazy by being taken out of the field, or worse, become Fallen.

             
“Yes, we think so,” Nate admitted quietly.

             
“So what are you going to do? How are you going to approach the Council, if the traitor is already apart of them?”

             
“We’re not,” Serena answered quietly. “At least not yet. We’re going to focus on destroying Aliah. And then we will decide from there. Right now he’s our biggest threat. And chances are the name of the traitor has not been uttered outside of Aliah’s head. A conspiracy this big would take an incredible amount of silence. If we could take out Aliah, then all we would have to do is wait. The defector will make a move at some point. We wait for him to out himself and then we trap him. But Aliah comes first.”

             
“And with him, Seven,” Seth announced. I couldn’t tell if it was a statement or a question and apparently nobody else could either, because nobody answered him.

             
“So you’re hunting Aliah?” I asked in an effort to change the subject.

             
“Yes,” Serena confirmed. “Now, more than ever.”

             
“And as soon as you’re ready we will use you and Seth as backup. The more we have on our side the better,” Nate explained.

             
“Good,” I agreed.

             
“And we’re not going to leave you alone at practices or games anymore. Someone will always be with you,” my dad informed me. “We won’t let that happen again.” Seth started to say something but my dad cut him off. “Son, it’s not your fault. There is something going on, something that keeps us from hearing or feeling each other. So we’re going to take away the risk of being caught alone.”

             
I hated the idea of being followed around by anyone other than Seth. But I understood the need, especially after almost losing my head thing.

             
“What did you tell the school?” I asked out of pure curiosity. I knew my parents would only lie in an extreme case, but this kind of seemed like an extreme case to me. And it wasn’t like they could exactly tell the truth about why I had suddenly disappeared.

             
“We said you got suddenly sick, and called your dad to pick you up,” my mom admitted. “You’ve been absent the last two days because you’re not over it.”

             
“Your coach was really worried about you,” my dad took over. “She called after you didn’t return to practice and your mom came up with the story then.”

             
“Did you know something was wrong?” I asked in a small voice.

             
“Seth did,” my dad confirmed, turning to look at Seth with as much pride as he was capable. “From what it sounds like, he knew right away. The bond is very strong between you two.”

             
“I didn’t know until you were airborne,” Seth corrected him. “I didn’t feel the danger until right before I saw you.”

             
“Is that going to be a problem?” I asked quickly. “I was burning pretty bright.”

             
“It might be,” Jupiter answered. His dull red eyes seemed dimmer today, more so than usual. He ran a hand over his gray hair and leaned forward so that his elbows rested on his knees. “The government might stop by to check things out. Although the phenomenon in the New Mexico desert will have them over there too.”

             
“Is that where we landed?”

             
“Yep.”

             
“How did you find us there?” I turned my attention back to Seth.

             
“I felt you. I followed you. They won’t ever take you from me.”

             
My breath caught in my throat and my bones felt gooey. I believed him. He was the reason I was still alive, the reason I was still able to walk and move. I knew without a doubt that he would never let this happen again.

             
He would always take care of me.

             
“Thank you,” I said with watery eyes. I couldn’t see straight through the tears clouding my vision. Seth was just a big, blurry figure in my line of sight. I blinked once and two tears fell from both eyes. He came into focus then. His jaw had hardened tightly with tension but his eyes had softened into infinite emotion.

             
“Always, Stella,” Seth promised.

             
My mom patted my knee and stood up. My father followed her and then everybody else.

             
“We should probably let her rest some more,” my mom suggested, but it definitely felt more like a command.

             
“Feel better, Stella,” Nate tapped my toe and then took Serena’s hand. She gave me a small, encouraging smile and then they disappeared with Jupiter on their heels.

             
“Come on, Seth,” my dad called from the doorway. “You’ve seen she’s alright, now let her sleep.”

             
Seth walked over to me, ignoring my dad, a gesture that seemed very brave to me. He stopped by my side and bent down to place another sweet kiss on my cheek. With his lips lingering on my skin he promised, “I’ll be back later.”

             
And then he followed after my parents, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

             
I had been filled with fear and paranoia lately. And after everything I went through I should probably be feeling it even more. But I didn’t.

             
Not with Seth nearby.

             
If anything, I felt more protected than ever. A feeling of safety and security unlike I’d ever known filled me, and I knew it was all because of Seth- all because of what he would risk to keep me alive.

             
And it was then that I felt myself fall just a little bit deeper in love with him.

Chapter Seven

             
“So you’re not coming to school
again
?” Piper whined into the phone. It was currently not even seven in the morning yet, and Piper had finally gotten ahold of me after more than three days of radio silence.

             
“Nope,” I tried my best to sound sick, although it wasn’t too hard since my voice was still scratchy from getting punted in the throat. “I’m still quarantined.”

             
“This is the worst week of my life,” Piper groaned. “First you miss couple’s night,
then
you miss the big party. I didn’t see you all weekend! And now you’re staying home again. You’re ruining my life!”

             
I couldn’t help but laugh, “If it makes you feel any better, I’m not doing it on purpose.” I let out a weak cough, just for good measure, but I hated lying to Piper.

             
“I don’t ever remember you being this sick before, Stella,” she pointed out. And I cringed and waited for it. “In fact, I don’t ever remember you being sick, ever! You’re like some freak of healthy nature. You don’t even get colds.”

             
“Yes, I do!” I defended myself, even though she was right. “And maybe I’m so sick because I’ve never been sick before. It’s all caught up with me or something. I feel like I almost died.”

             
Not a lie.

             
A strong arm reached up and pulled me into him. I had a serious feeling of déjà vu with a boy in my bed and Piper on the phone, but I ignored it. This boy was allowed to be here.

             
And he hadn’t touched me all night.

             
He had been annoyingly chivalrous. He slept on top of the covers, and I slept underneath. He held my hand for a while, but otherwise I remained untouched. He was partly afraid of hurting me again.

             
And I had a feeling he was trying to respect my parents, even though he had snuck into my room through my window and they didn’t know he was here…. Still, I admired his integrity.

             
Kind of.

             
Ok, not really. I mostly found it obnoxious. But at least, I wasn’t suffering from conflicting feelings at the moment.

             
Ahem.

             
“Whatever,” Piper continued her complaining. “I’m stopping by later. I’ll bring you soup or something.”

             
“Bring me my homework too, please,” I asked sweetly. Seth tucked me in closer to him and mumbled something into my neck.              

             
“You’re such a nerd,” she giggled. “Feel better soon. And I mean that. Tristan has been a little biotch without you here to balance out his testosterone with your magic female ways. Hurry back to me!”

             
“Play nice, Pi,” I giggled. “I’ll see you tonight.”

             
“Bye, babe.”

             
I tapped to end the call and then tossed my phone on my nightstand. I snuggled back into Seth and lay like that for a few minutes. He was so perfectly comfortable and I had wanted to do this all night.

             
This was probably becoming a bad habit between us, but that was fine with me.

             
“Mmm, Stella, I’m going to miss this,” he whispered with hot breath against my back.

             
Apparently, Seth thought this was becoming a bad habit too.

             
“But it’s so nice,” I pouted, not wanting him to give this up.

             
“You like this?” he sounded surprised and sleepy- it was my new favorite sound.

             
“I do like this,” I confirmed. “I like
you
, Seth.”

             
“I know you like me,” he turned me so that I was laying on my back looking up at him. He had one arm under my neck and one holding my waist across my stomach. He was looking down at me with full lips and slightly puffy eyes and I felt myself fall just a little bit more in love with him. And then he said, “I want you to more than like me.”

             
“I want to, too,” I heard myself say.

             
His beautiful mouth broke out into an adorable grin and he nuzzled his nose along my jawline. “Don’t give up on me, Stella. You need to know that my feelings for you are running my life right now. I know you need time to come to terms with your feelings for me, but I did that the moment I met you. You’re everything to me.”

             
His voice was rumbling and deep, rough gravel. I knew what he was saying was true because I saw it in his eyes, felt it in his touch, and heard it in the delicious sound of his voice. He was confessing all this to me and it felt like there was a purpose to it, but I couldn’t figure out what it was exactly.

             
“I won’t give up on you, Seth,” I promised. I reached up and held his jaw, loving the scruffy feeling of his morning growth in my hands. I let my nails scratch over the short hairs, worshipping the spiky feel on the pads of my fingers.

             
“Promise me, Stella,” he demanded firmly.

             
“I promise.” My voice was only a whisper because it was weighed down with true emotion. There was something so intense in his eyes, something so infinite. He was asking me something simple, but it felt endlessly more complex. And there was this puzzle he was setting out for me, but I couldn’t piece it together. My thoughts were still foggy and slow this morning and the answer was just out of my reach.

             
“I also promise that I’m going to do this again, soon. And properly.” He smiled down at me but I couldn’t figure out what he was talking about. I scrunched my eyebrows at him and frowned, but he just shook his head at me. “You’re so beautiful, Stella. And if I do this right, we can do this,” he waved a finger back and forth between us, “for the rest of our lives.”

             
His words set my heart thudding loudly in my chest. My stomach erupted in heated tingles and I could barely comprehend his words. The one thing I did know though was that for the first time, when Seth talked about our entwined future, it didn’t terrify me.

             
He leaned down and I sucked in a breath and held it, too afraid to move or do anything that would stop him from what he was about to do. My eyes fluttered closed instinctively, and I felt Seth’s lips brush across mine. Once, twice, and then he pressed his mouth against mine and held me there in a lingering kiss. He kept the kiss sweet and innocent, making me melt under the drugging sensation of his consuming affection.

             
Seth had been my first kiss. And while this was technically only my second, it felt so much more like an epiphany. Like instead of a kiss, this was a brand. Instead of an innocent gesture, he was claiming me for himself.

My feelings for Seth were real. And if I’d let them breathe every once in a while instead of burying them deep in the earth where they were likely to suffocate and die, I could feel just how happy this man would make me.

              He pulled back and I regretted the space between us immediately. His eyes were warm, thick honey and his skin had a beautiful glow to it. He kissed my cheek and then said again, “You’re not going to give up on me.”

             
“I’m not going to give up on you,” I echoed, meaning it fully.

             
His expression darkened immediately and he pushed up into sitting. He stared at me for what seemed like an eternity of something secret, something I wasn’t allowed to feel yet and then he said, “I hate to leave you.”

             
“Then don’t,” I shrugged. “Play hooky with me and we’ll watch movies all day. My parents won’t care. And we already know how Jupiter feels about school.”

             
“Rain check?” he asked instead of agreeing to my awesome plan.

             
“Fine,” I groaned. “But I’m way better than high school.”

             
He chuckled and nodded his head, “That is very true.”

             
“So you’ll stay?” I asked hopefully.

             
“You know it kills me to leave you when you’re so anxious to spend time with me,” his smile turned sad. “But I have to go this time.”

             
“Fine,” I sighed. “Go, leave, betray me.”

             
“It’s nice to have your permission,” he teased, but there was something dark in his tone that caught my attention. “I’ll see you soon, alright?”

             
“Alright,” I agreed.

             
“Bye, Stella,” he whispered when he was standing near the window.

             
“Bye, Seth,” I matched his desolate tone and waved at him.

             
I watched him leave and close my window behind him. I stared at the window for a long time after he was gone. I wasn’t really sore anymore; my body had done a great job of healing itself, but I couldn’t bring myself to get up and walk to the window or even leave the bed. A heavy depression had settled over me and I felt inexplicably sad that Seth had left. I wanted to blame it on my intensifying feelings for him, but it was something more than that- something I couldn’t even explain yet.

             
I allowed fatigue to settle over me again, and because I didn’t have anything else to do, I went back to sleep.

             
I had weird dreams. Well, I’d been having annoying nightmares ever since the attack, but this time, in my place, the nightmare centered on Seth. He took my place, and I stood in a weird limbo watching it happen in front of me, unable to intervene or stop him from getting hurt.

I saw him near the equipment shed
in deep conversation with his sister. But he didn’t look right. His skin was ghostly white, and his eyes were black and blue with fatigue. He was gaunt and sickly, a shadow of himself. I watched as Seven whispered lie after lie into his bleeding ears. And even though I couldn’t make out what she was telling him, I knew it was bad; I knew it would change him forever.

             
Then Aliah showed up, and didn’t just bring two henchmen with him, but thousands and thousands of Fallen. They surrounded him until I couldn’t see him anymore, until all I could do was listen for the strangled call of my name- pleading for help. But it never came. He was swallowed up by all that evil, into the depths of Hell and he seemed to go…. willingly.

And then we were back in that desert. Only instead of me propped up into sitting, waiting for the blow of the
sword, it was Seth. And while he looked as calm and laid-back as ever, I was scrambling to find a weapon to protect him. But when I’d finally located a suitable blade it was too heavy for me to pick up. I tried dragging it over so I could stop Saul from swinging his sword, but I couldn’t make it budge. Finally, I gave up and attacked Saul with my bare hands. I clawed and scratched at his face; I bit his shoulder like a savage cannibal and I ripped his skin and muscles from his bones. Finally Saul fell to his knees, and then to his face as he bled out all over the dry, cracked desert floor. I kicked him, so that he rolled over, suddenly feeling like something was very wrong.

             
Instead of Saul’s intimidating features, it was Seth’s hollow eyes that looked back at me, dead, lifeless, vacant.

             
I woke up screaming in bed, ripping the blankets off me, desperate to get the blood off my hands.

             
My parents came running into the room, panicked and slightly afraid of my hysteria.

             
I eventually calmed down and focused on my breathing evenly, but it was too late.

             
The realization settled over me as the panic ebbed away. I was too late. The knowledge was so concrete and right inside me that my soul felt sick with awareness. He was my other half, my Counterpart. I could feel his emotions when we were together, I could find him anywhere on Earth if I needed to.
If he wanted me to
. But he didn’t.

             
Our connection was severed- completely.

             
Seth was gone.

             
And not just for the day.

             
Seth had left me for Seven.

             
For Aliah.

----

              “I’ve looked everywhere for him,” I walked back in the kitchen door and slunk down into a chair around the table. “He’s gone. I
feel
that he’s gone.”

             
Serena and Nate were still out canvasing the sky for him while Jupiter sat at the table with his face buried in his hands. My revelation that Seth had disappeared was first met with disbelief and denial. But at my prompting, we all split up to find him.