Talking to Dead (The Banshee Series Book 1) (13 page)

“I honestly don’t know.” Lucas groaned in frustration but still answered.
“You know I’m in love with you…” Azalea grinned and nodded.

“I know you are.” Lucas groaned and Azalea giggled. She stepped closer to him and stood on tiptoes. Their mouths were so close; Azalea could feel his breath on her face. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his. After a second of shock, Lucas returned the kiss with passion. After she stepped back he was grinning like a Cheshire cat. 
“I love you,too,” She whispered and grinned. 
“Thank goodness for that,” he replied and grinned. “So will you go out with me?”

The image disappeared and Azalea found herself smiling. She ran back to the reception and walked towards Lucas. 

“Yes,” She whispered and pressed her lips against his.

Epilogue – One Year Later

“Robert, come here!” My mother called and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
“What mother?” I hate when she bosses me around. I’m twenty years old already. I don’t need a babysitter.

“Come here! I want you to see something,” she calls again. Groaning I roll off my bed and walk to the living room.

“What ma?” She looks at me annoyed.
“We’re you lying on your bed again and doing nothing?”
She caught me again! Great!
I look down at my feet ashamed.

“I’m sorry ma.” She looks at me and I can see pity in her eyes. I don’t need that.
“You should really stop moping around. She isn’t coming back and you know it.” Hearing that causes my heart to clench. 

“I know that. I’m not naïve. I just can’t help myself.” I say looking around the room.
“You should either continue going to college or find a job. You’re 20 years old and still living with your mother. No wonder your friends don’t like talking to you anymore. You’re pathetic,” my mother says. What she says shocks me. My mother never said anything like that to me before.
 

“I know I am,” I say ashamed. For the last two years I’ve been a nobody. I finished high school perfectly, even got an international scholarship and had amazing friends and a girlfriend. Now I have nothing. My scholarship was taken away from me when I didn’t apply for my freshman collage year right after high school. I lost all my friends when I lost my girlfriend.

“Oh, honey. I just want what’s best for you. You’re the brightest person I know and I think it’s a shame you’re not using it,” my mother says in apology.

“I know that ma. I just don’t know if I can start living my life again.” My mother sighs and shakes her head.

“You just have to take your life in your own hands again. But start step by step,” mother starts explaining and I actually listen.
“Why don’t we make a plan?” she suggests. Since I know she wants to help me and I know I should do something I nod.

“Sure.” My mother grins and pats the space on the sofa next to her.

“Sit down, we’re going to talk.” She says and I sit down next to her. “You remember yesterday, when we watched the news and that girl was mentioned?” my mother asks. I nod, remembering her. “Well, she’s only 17 and she’s already helped the police with so many cases its insane. Remember how they say she has a special gift?” she asks again and I nod again.

“She already achieved a lot even though she has this gift that probably isn’t easy to handle. I think that you both have things that are hard to handle but at least she tries to go with it while you don’t,” mother explains and I finally understand where’s she is going with all this.

“So, what you’re trying to say is that I am weaker than that Azalea girl and that’s not good. You just want me to try, right?” I ask and my mother nods smiling.

“You understood.” I smile back at her and she pulls me into a hug. “Now, the plan.” I laugh and nod.

“How are we going to start?” I ask. My mother clears her throat and starts.
“Well… Like I said, step by step. I think the first step should be: you waking up at seven in the morning and going for a walk even before breakfast. Every morning,” my mother says and after thinking about it I agree.

“Thank you honey,” mother says and I look at her weirdly.
“Why are you thanking me?” I ask and mother smiles.

“You agreed on trying to change your life and that makes me very happy,” she answers and grins. “I’m proud of you.”

“Thanks, I’m actually very thankful for what you did. Without you I would probably still be a nobody,” I say and my mother smiles a sad smiled.

“You’re not a nobody. You’re an amazing guy that just went to some dark place for a while. But you’ll change now and I’m glad,” mother says and I thank her again.

“I think I’m going for walk now,” I say and mother nods in agreement.
“Have fun and think about that girl, Azalea. Think about what she’s accomplished and what you can accomplish, too.”

“I will,” I say and go for a walk.