If We Could Make it There

Not My Fault

Grace POV

I sigh. I really did like him. I really did want that kiss. But she told me that I can't be distracted from the work that has to be done. But what work?

I gave almost everybody that tonic she wanted me to. That obviously helped. Caylie saw her as Cheryl, didn't she? But then of course, I was blind enough to leave Caylie alone with Ashlyn. Who knows what she told her?

I don't get why she was so certain that Caylie wouldn't say anything important to Ashlyn. Why wouldn't she? I know that Ashlyn told Caylie something significant, I don't know what though. I only saw their lips moving. I should probably tell her that, but I don't want her to lash out at me again like she did before. I really don't know why I'm doing this in the first place. Amalie has been gone for months now. But she says Amalie is alive and well. We just need to find her. But should I really believe that? If Amalie was okay, she would have come by now. But maybe she's un-able to?

I have to do this. Just in case. If Amalie's not there, then I can get mad at her. I need to take in the very possible option that Amalie is dead. Dead! But she sounded so certain she was alive, just trapped.

And if she is trapped, I swear on my life I will get her out no matter what.

Thats the thought that gets me back to sleep.

Ashlyn POV

I wake up to trudging footsteps. Man, I hate being woken up for no reason. I look up and it's Caylie, trying to get back to her blanket quickly and quietly. It seems no one else has been woken up but me. Lucky them.

I take a deep breath. Couldn't she have waited a while for her little night time stroll? And what an idiotic plan that is! Last time she went out and about, her arm almost became un-usable! I am now officially in a really awful mood. Don't be an idiot Caylie! Don't walk around, waiting to get attacked again, come on. You're smarter than that! Argh! I really do hate being woken up, she just made everything a bit worse by being so reckless-

Seth kissed her.

Oh. My. Gosh. And it doesn't seem as if she's very happy about it. This mind reading thing can come in handy! But I... I shouldn't have known that. That's private. Oh goodness, I'm turning into a bad person! Reading people's minds when they don't want me to see anything... But I can't help it!

Suddenly, I feel bad for every thought I've ever seen that hasn't belonged to me. How could I have not felt this bad before? I am a bad person. Argh!

No, no, no, no, no. I can't help it, it's not my fault! But can I? I haven't seen every single thing that every single person thinks. Maybe I can help it? That makes me an even worse person. But I don't try to, it just kind of happens. I didn't exactly try to figure out what she was saying, I was just focusing on her, thinking about how mad I was for her waking me up...?

Is that it? I just have to focus on someone? I focused on Caylie before, when her arm was all wrong and she thought it was Cheryl who did it. I think that might be it. I just.. Have to be focusing on the person, I guess. So. That should be really easy. All I have to do, is just never think about anyone ever, ever, again. Nope. Probably not going to happen. I have to think about other people. For instance, Grace. I know for a fact she wasn't the one who hurt Caylie, because she was lying next to Cheryl and I obviously saw Cheryl. Poor Grace.

But who else could it be but Grace? Grace, who drugged everyone with the potion. Grace, who is obviously helping someone with some unknown plan. Grace, Grace, Grace. Argh! I'm focusing too hard on her. I try and usher thoughts of he rout of my mind, not wanting to know what she's thinking at this precise moment, and happily it works. I take a deep breath, and try to fall asleep. I get there in a few minutes.