A Dark Dance

Francina wants to be a ballerina. Her dream comes true when she is accepted into New York Ballet Academy.

But what will happen when Francina meets strange and mysterious Ty, who is 19? Will her dreams turn to nightmares?

Based on/Inspired by 'Dance of Shadows' by Yelena Black


8. Regrets

I feel all jumbled up and confused. I feel embarrassed that it had happened, because I am pretty sure Gabe regretted it. He said it was the most amazing Christmas present ever, but I know he meant the dance - not the kiss. The problem is, I'm left with a burning desire, haunting me day and night, for him. Gabe. The name rolls off my tongue so naturally. Gabe. I wake up, still gasping from the vivid dreams I now fall asleep to. It's ridiculous. I almost prefer my dream Gabes to the real thing. Almost, but not quite. I don't know how these feelings came about. I was sure he was my bestest friend. Not my crush. It's almost as though, on that night, someone opened up a piece of me, deep inside. It's like something was slowly being filtered into my bloodstream, with all the different feelings I'd been having for Gabe, then suddenly they opened the valve completely and this rush of energy came over me. Maybe it had been waiting all these years. Slowly being filled up with my feelings for him, but never letting me know what I was feeling. I don't know how to describe it any other way. All I know now, is that I don't want the valve to be shut off again.


Gabe went back to his boarding school yesterday. I slept over at his on his last night. I think we're pretending it never happened. The kiss anyway. We've been over the dance steps hundreds of times, but in daylight, and at the studio or in one of our houses, it's never heated like it was on that night. We are still best friends, we sleep over and I sit on his knee, and do everything like we used to, but I can't help thinking he seems more reserved, and handles me more carefully.On his last night, when I was sleeping over, the last thing we did before going to sleep was watch a movie. A Dance of Shadows. I had been curled up next to him, with his arm around me, long before it happened, but just before the dance scene came along he pulled me closer. It could have been coincidence. In fact I'm almost certain it was, but I'm clinging to the hope that it wasn't.


In the morning I woke up to him curled around me with his arm around me. I turned so I was facing him and wrapped my arms around him. He grunted, rolled onto his back, and pulled me into his side. I tucked the covers around me and him, and closed my eyes again. I opened them one last time, pulled my head up and kissed his exposed collar bone. I then kissed his forehead, and finally his mouth, very lightly. I think he felt it, but he didn't open his eyes, so, as it was so early in the morning, I went back to sleep straight away.

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