Shadowblogger

For Ro...

“Kit.” The voice sounded as if it was coming from very far away. Not Ty’s voice, either. Kit felt as if ice had been injected into his veins, but he forced himself to roll over onto his back.

Ty was there, a silver knife in his hand. He ducked his head and started cutting away the rope around Kit’s waist. Hovering just behind him was Livvy, half-translucent, her hair floating around her as if she were underwater just as Kit had been.

“Kit, you have to get up,” she was saying. Kit had seen a lot of ghosts in his life, but never one as clearly panicked as Livvy was now. “They’re here, they followed you —“

Ty: "after you left, i spent months looking in dictionary for the description and meaning of love. It said love is an intense emotion of affection, warmth, fondness, and regard towards a person, animal, or thing. But i can't understand it because how could words describe whatever i feel when i'm near you. You said you love me but i'm incapable of connecting the meaning of the word with the actual feeling. And it scares me. Because dictionary could always explain me words i don't understand. So why not now? Julian said love means when you see someone. The only thing i'm sure about is that i've always seen you and you've always seen me."