Sunburst (Starbright Series) (34 page)

             
He lurched forward with a hissing breath and then choked on the nub of a cigarette still dangling from his lips. His hands immediately flew to the knife to try to wiggle it out of his too skinny thigh. I watched him for a few disturbing moments and then turned to walk away.

             
Over my shoulder I threw, “That’s for being so f-ing annoying, you twisted bastard.”

             
His chuckle chased me down the hallway and skittered over my skin, “God, you’re mouthy.”

             
I chose to ignore him and hoped nobody saw my school-stabbing. Last day or not, I was pretty sure that would have some lasting consequences.

             
“Hey,” I smiled at Tristan, Rigley and Lincoln as I approached.

             
They all greeted with grunting responses.

             
Lincoln flicked his head to get his long blonde bangs out of his eyes and asked, “Have you seen Piper?”

             
“Mrs. Sandler caught her in that ridiculous shirt and made her go to the office.”

             
“It’s about time,” Lincoln groaned. He ran a hand through his hair and then blushed when we were all staring at him.

             
“I thought it was awesome,” Rigley grinned. “Pretty sure it motivated me to go out for the wrestling team next year.”

             
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop the laugh that escaped. “You’re such a pig, Rigley.”

             
“Only parts of me, Stella.”

“You should probably work on those parts.” I raised my eyebrows suggestively.

“You know, I might be motivated to change those parts of me, if they weren’t absolutely essential to getting laid.” His grin turned wicked.

Before I could say something else scathing or slap him, Lincoln interrupted. “Well, I’m off to break Piper out of secretary-jail. See you guys at the bonfire later.”

And the summer activities were already in full swing.

“I’m coming with you,” Rigley chased after Lincoln.

              Tristan and I watched them walk away while Lincoln said, “Dude, if you stare at my girlfriend and her stupid shirt for longer than three seconds I’m canceling the party. Keep your eyes up.”

             
“They are ridiculous,” Tristan laughed, drowning out Rigley’s offended reply.

             
We watched them disappear down the hall and then stood there silently for a few more minutes. Eventually, I turned to Tristan and willed him to meet my eyes.

             
After several long moments he turned to face me and I could finally look into those familiar green eyes of his. And in them reflected the heartbreak he was suffering, but also something stronger- something that had nothing to do with me and everything to do with him getting on with his life.

             
I ignored the pang in my chest and made a genuine effort to feel happy for him.

             
“Walk me to my car?” I asked.

             
“Sure,” he smiled. “Want me to take your backpack? It looks heavier than you.”

             
“It is,” I groaned. “But it’s alright. I got it.”

             
Tristan didn’t say anything after that and we walked to my mom’s Malibu, that I was still borrowing, in silence. We didn’t even touch, no bumping elbows, no brushing arms, nothing. Just two friends walking in awkward, terribly uncomfortable, heavy silence.

             
“Are you going to Lincoln’s later?” I asked after I deposited my backpack in the backseat.

             
He stared out over my head for a long moment, rubbing one hand over his shaved head. “Yeah, I think so.” He hesitated before asking, “Are you?”

             
“Uh, I wasn’t exactly invited,” I shrugged. It was probably just an oversight. Tristan thought Piper would invite me, Piper thought Tristan would say something, and Lincoln didn’t care if I showed up or not.

             
“Sure, you’re invited.” Tristan looked genuinely uncomfortable. “I was going to invite you, I just…”

             
“Oh, no, please stop,” I begged. “Don’t make this worse.”

             
“What do you mean?” Suddenly his eyes were a sharp, vibrant color staring expectantly at me.

             
“It’s just
so
awkward right now.” I gave him a pained smile. “Don’t make it worse. Please.”

             
Tristan let out a bark of laughter and surprised me by pulling me hard against his chest. “God, I’ve missed you.”

             
My arms slid around his waist and I hugged him tightly. “I’ve missed you too!” I squeezed him tighter. “Can we go back to normal now?”

             
I felt his body deflate in my arms, as if I asked the hardest question in the world, but eventually he whispered against my hair, “Yes, we can.”

             
I pulled back and looked up into his fathomless eyes and searched for truth. He met my intent gaze and didn’t hide from me like he had been doing for the last two weeks.

             
“I don’t want to lose you too, Tristan,” I whispered, feeling raw and exposed from the acute pain stabbing at my chest.

             
“You won’t,” he promised quickly. “You didn’t. It’s hard for me to accept that ‘normal’ for us is just friendship, but I’m getting there. I miss you too much to stay this narcissistic.” He grinned then and it was the familiar, heart-stopping smile I knew and loved.

             
“That is very good news,” I laughed.

             
“I’ll pick you up tonight? We can go to Lincoln’s together?” He pulled out of my arms and started walking back.

             
“I would like that,” I agreed.

             
Another one of his grins and then he turned around and left me to my car. It wasn’t perfect, not even close to normal and definitely not where I wanted it to be- but our friendship would survive.
He
would survive this.

             
And I realized how utterly happy that made me. It wasn’t just that he wasn’t a future for me, that he would hold me back from my true purpose and die long before I hit my Angel-prime. It was that I would hold him back too. If he stayed in love with me, he would never experience a full life: a life of college, dating, marriage, kids, growing old with someone he truly loved. He would forever stand in my shadow and be passed over for obligations and world-ending problems.

             
Sure, there was love between us. But there wasn’t a life in that love. And because we walked away early, he could still experience that.

             
In some ways, I was jealous of him. I was completely envious of the simplicity of his life, of the hopes and dreams he could look forward to.

             
My life would never be that easy- my love never laid-back or straightforward.

             
He was living a better life without me taking up most of it. He would live a better life without me in it.

             
I turned around to get in my driver’s seat and that’s when I saw him. He was across the highway, with his hands in his pockets, watching me intently. My heart stopped in my chest and I immediately went over my checklist of weapons- two katanas under my driver’s seat, a long dagger at my thigh. My butterfly knife was gone, but there was another broadsword in my trunk if I needed it.

             
But he never made a move toward me. He just kept staring.

             
After a few more moments, he stepped back, disappearing behind the side of the one Mead bank. I felt him go, in my bones I felt his presence disappear from my life.

             
He was gone now, but he would be back. He would always come back. He could no more stay away from me than I could kill him.

             
This love, our connection, our consuming need for each other was so strong it would always bind us together. Even if it was damaged, even if it was stained and polluted for now.

             
It wouldn’t always be.

             
I had to believe that. I had to believe it would become good again, just like Seth would.

             
And that I wouldn’t always be alone in this fight against Evil. I wouldn’t always be without the one man that would make this future worth fighting for and this destiny worth accepting.

             
The next year would be the hardest battle of my life, but the reward was worth the fight. And I would always fight for Seth. Even after there wasn’t anything left for me, there would always be Seth.

             
And I would fight for him.

             
I would fight for us.

Acknowledgments

Praise always goes to my God first. Without Him, there would be no books, there would be no stories. He is the reason I write, the reason I create.

To my husband, Zach- the greatest man I know. Thank you for your support, your encouragement and your pep talks. You have been my rock through this whole journey and my reason when I can’t seem to find my own.

To my mom, who babysits for hours upon hours and demands to read my books
first. Thank you for being my number one fan, for believing in each one of my stories and for always being there when I need you. I would be so blessed to be a mother like you one day.

To my Stella, you inspired this story and you are the reason I started writing in the first place. I love you, baby girl.

To Carolyn, thank you for all your work! Thank you for putting up with my dashes and finding every place that needed commas. Thank you for making me figure out what I really meant to say. You have an incredible eye! I am so blessed by your skill.

To Sarah Hansen, at Okay Creations, thank you for your general and exceptional awesomeness. You have a way with covers that turns a pretty picture into extraordinary art. You take my concepts and make them gorgeous realities and I am so grateful for your talent!

To Candice, thank you for taking my roughest drafts and finding something good in them! Thank you for your opinion day and night. And thank you for talking me down off the ledge when I am freaking out like a crazy person.

To Diana, thank you for sharing my books with your family and friends and anyone you meet! Thank you for doing your share of editing and finding all my sinful homonyms. And thank you for including my family in your Zombie-Apocalypse escape plan.

To Jenn, thank you for loving Seth so fiercely and for all your threatening texts. Most of all, thank you for missing Jupiter.

To my Hellcats, Georgia Cates, Amy Bartol, Lila Felix, Shelly Crane, Angeline Kace, Quinn Loftis, Michelle Leighton and Samantha Young. You girls are the greatest people I know. Thank you for listening to every exciting thing and sharing that with me, thank you for enduring my insecurities and problems and offering advice and a listening ear. And thank you for having my back, always. You girls have made this independent life into a community of friendship and support and I am so grateful for each and every one of you!

To my Rebels!!! Girls, you are seriously the best team anyone could ask for. Your unending support and excitement for everything I do encourages me daily and gives me energy to keep up this crazy schedule!! I love and listen to your advice and I am blessed to know you all. You’re more than readers, more than a street team. You are friends. And more than my books, I’m grateful for this team so that I can call each of you one.

And to the readers, THANK YOU. This was a pipe dream to me, a someday-maybe-hopefully-thing, and you made it into my reality. Thank you for taking a chance on Stella and Seth and falling in love with them as hard as I did. But most of all, thank you for taking a chance on me. I could not do this without you!!!

About the Author

Rachel Higginson was born and raised in Nebraska, but spent her college years traveling the world. She married her high school sweetheart and spends her days raising their growing family. She is obsessed with bad reality TV and any and all Young Adult Fiction.

Look for more from Rachel in 2013.

Firelight
, the third book in the Starbright Series, will be out March, 2014.

Other books by Rachel to be released soon are The Relentless Warrior, the sixth book in The Star-Crossed Series, The Fall, the second book in the Siren Series and more episodes of Love and Decay- a Zombie-Dystopian Novella Series.

Other Books Out Now by Rachel Higginson:

Love and Decay, Episode One

Love and Decay, Episode Two

Love and Decay, Episode Three

Love and Decay, Episode Four

Love and Decay, Episode Five

Love and Decay, Episode Six

Love and Decay, Episode Seven

Love and Decay, Episode Eight

Love and Decay, Episode Nine

Reckless Magic (The Star-Crossed Series, Book 1)

Hopeless Magic (The Star-Crossed Series, Book 2)

Fearless Magic (The Star-Crossed Series, Book 3)

Endless Magic (The Star-Crossed Series, Book 4)

The Reluctant King (The Star-Crossed Series, Book 5)

Starbright (The Starbright Series, Book 1)

Sunburst (The Starbright Series, Book 2)

The Rush (The Siren Series, Book 1)

Bet in the Dark (A stand-alone
NA Contemporary Romance)

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www.rachelhigginson.com

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Keep reading for a sneak peek of The Rush, another young adult paranormal romance by Rachel Higginson.