The Rebel by Kaitlyn Garlets (the beach read .TXT) 📕

don’t know what you’re talking about, Luke.”
I grab her arm and she finally looks at me. She is crying. “I don’t understand, Mia. Make me understand.”
“I need to go to Cloddirt alone. I want to. I need to. It’s a part of me, and I feel even though we have something strange between us, I need to go there alone and it will fill my heart.”
I can feel she has to. I nod and let her arm go. She looks at me again and kisses me lightly on the cheek.
“I don’t care, Mia. I want to come with you. I can wait outside the town, but I am staying here with you now and I don’t care if I ever go back to where I came from. I belong to you. I want you. I love the feeling I get when I am around you. I love our connection that binds us somehow. That storm took me here for some reason, and I think that reason is so that you could find yourself before you lose yourself completely.”
“What are you saying?” She asks, her lip quivering. She is fighting tears again.
“I love you, Mia. I don’t care if I am an alien to you, but actually, I am not. I may have abilities that you don’t, but I feel like I belong here with you and this planet. I want to stay with you. I know that it is really, really hard to show your emotions because its been so long since you have, but I want to take care of you.”
This time, she cries and I hold her.


Chapter seven:

I fully trust Luke now, but for some reason, going to Cloddirt alone seems like the right thing to do. So I do.
Once I am there, I cannot stop thinking of Luke and my family and everything in between.
I breathe in the air around me, a familiar air. I don’t need to have Luke bring my family back, even though I do miss them so. I want to see them one more time, but I don’t ask him as he waits on the outskirts of town for me.
He had told me that he loves me, and I think I do, and I don’t care if he came from another planet. He is human to me, and I love him too.
I walk to my old house, which looks worse that I remember it. The roof looked as if something was pushing it in from too much weight. I open the door, finding it unlocked, the way it had been when I left.
I could see that everything was still in the same spots on the floor. All but my father and three brother’s bodies were gone. Everything was the same way, and it brought tears to my eyes. I fell to my knees in front of where the now empty dry milk carton was and I picked it up and held it.
I stayed there for a few hours, and then I finally got up and moved to the next room, my fathers.
Everything was scattered across the room like it had been on the day they died and I picked up his favorite T-shirt and I smelled it, tears soaking it. It still smelled like him, so I decided to take it with me, to remember him by.
I moved to the next room, my brothers. They were only fourteen when they died. They had been triplets and they all acted the same. I should have treated them better than I had. I should have been closer to them, but I wasn’t. I took each of their diaries, which I could never figure out why they had one, but they did, and I think they would want me to have them.
I left the house, not even bothering to go into my room. There was nothing in that room that I wanted. But there were two other things that I wanted. I wanted a picture of them to remember them by and my necklace my father and three brothers had given me on my thirteenth birthday. I had taken it off on the day they died and set it on a picture of my mother to remember her by. I walked over to the picture and took a hold of it, clipping it around my neck. It was cold on my skin, but I didn’t care.
I then took the picture of mother and another one of the rest of us and I left.


I made it to the outskirts of town by the time the sun had set and Luke was waiting for me when I got there.
Luke held me while I cried. I didn’t know why I was crying, but it felt good. Hopefully I wouldn’t cry anymore after this.
“You okay?” Luke asks after I am done crying. I nod.
“Yeah. I just needed to cry. It felt good to do that. I got a few things I thought my family wouldn’t care if I took. I also took a few pictures of all of them.”
I hand him the pictures and he looks at them. “Wow. You look just like your mother, Mia. Just as beautiful.”
He hands them back and we get onto Bell and we ride off into the sunset.


Chapter eight:

We had ridden off into the sunset, kissing, which told me: everything was okay between us and she had finally found herself.
She told me she loved me and I never left her, not even when she grew old, while I only grew at a tenth of a rate then she does. I watched her die when she grew too old and I knew I must return back to my home planet, but I didn’t. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. I didn’t belong to them anymore.
I am now human.
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Publication Date: 09-25-2011

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