Everything Has Changed, Part 2 is the sixty-second chapter of Zak Saturday's Immortal Love Life. It was first published on March 2, 2016.


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Sarah's POV

My family was still in shock. It was starting to get really annoying.

“Ok,” I said. “Umm, I want to talk to a few of you alone and individually. So, I guess, I’ll start with Mom. Mom?”

She shook out of her shock. “Umm, ok. Let’s go talk.” She came near me and we stood next to the door of our house. “Come on.”

“Hold on,” I said. “Hey, Luke!”

He turned toward me.

He was sitting next to the pool. I had a wicked smile on my face.

I activated my psychic powers and used them to push him into the pool. Unfortunately, Annabeth was sitting on his lap with her towel wrapped around her, so she fell in there with him. But it was still funny.

“Sarah,” Mom complained.

“What?” I smiled innocently. “I’ve been wanting to do that to him for the past hour.”

She shook her head. Then she summoned some towels and handed them to Nick. “Give them to them, please.”

He took them. “I will.”

“Thank you. Alright, Sarah, let’s go.”

We went inside and talked in her and Dad’s room so that we could still watch everyone in the backyard through the window.

“Is it really you?” Mom asked. “I mean, I believe you and all, but I’m still not sure.”

“Well, ask me something that only I would know,” I said.

She thought for a moment. “I can’t really think of anything that you know that Emily doesn’t, but I recognized your voice this morning and not Emily’s, so I’ll take that as proof.”


She smiled. “I can’t believe you’re here. You’re back. But how? And where’s Emily?”

“I was hoping you could answer that,” I said.

“Sarah, you know I’m not that smart. Anything I know about my powers, I learned from Nick, so you’re gonna have to ask him.”

“Ok. And speaking of him, you found out he’s alive. When?”

“Well, first of all, I could kill you and Zack for not telling me a long time before. And second of all, about eleven years ago. I was walking around the park with the animals and he appeared to us. Or, rather, me. He didn’t want to hide from me anymore. He told me about how he talked to you and Zack and that day that your dad and Emily were in that car accident during that first summer we spent with the Saturdays, and a little less than a year after that. He saved Zack from those men that kidnapped and raped him. Another thing I greatly owe him for.”

“What happened after that?”

“He wanted me back, and I wanted him back, but I just couldn’t leave your father. So, after debating with myself for about a week, I decided that I would stay married to your father, and Nick and I would be friends like the first ten years we knew each other. But we do get to be overly friendly with each other.”

“Like an open marriage?”

Mom glared at me. “Why does everyone think that? No. I’ll allow myself to kiss him, but nothing more than that.”

“But you want it to be more than that,” I said, more like a statement than a question.

Mom sighed. “Yes. But I’m not going to do that and Nick respects it and doesn’t force me, but I’m sure he wants to, though he’s not like that.”

“What does Dad think about that?”

“He accepts it. I make them get along with each other. They don’t have to be best friends, but I don’t want them to be enemies.”

“So, frenemies.”

“Basically, yes. Neither of them like it, but they’ll do it for my sake. Oh, and by the way, your dad has stopped drinking. He’s now a recovering alcoholic. Again.”

“When did he stop?”

“After you died. Yeah, it’s sad how true that line from that song is.”

“What song?”

“‘If I die Young’. It’s a really old song, but in the third verse, there’s this line: ‘Funny when you’re dead how people start listening.’”

“Well, it’s true.”

“I know, and it sucks.”

“Yeah. Now about my death, how did I die?” I asked.

“How do you think you died?”

“By the music from the Flute of Gilgamesh.”

Mom nodded. “Yes.”

“Huh. Who knew one of my favorite things would actually kill me. And it wasn’t even a good song worth dying listening to.”

Mom laughed. “No, I guess it wasn’t. We really tried to save you, but it was no use. After we got Zak’s heart beating again, we really worked on you and—”

“Wait. Zak’s heart failed?”

“Yes. For three minutes. Pikachu was able to get it beating again with her electricity. Then we had Plusle, Minun, and Jolteon with you. We worked on you for a whole hour before we knew you were never coming back.” Mom started crying at the memory. “Honestly, I don’t know which of us took it the worst. Probably Zak, your boyfriend, since he was the only one who tried to commit suicide.”

“He did?”

“Yeah. He was mad that we saved him and were not able to save you. He wished that we tried to save you first, and if you didn’t come through, not to even bother trying to save him. He really loved you. And he still does.”

I looked out the window.

Zak was leaning up against the fence, talking to Zack and that woman he came here with.

I turned back to Mom. “Did he really rape Emily?”

Mom nodded. “She looks a lot like you, as you’ve probably noticed. Zak couldn’t help but think that it was you every time he saw her.”

“And you didn’t kill him?”

“Normally, I would. I mean, I did to ten men who raped Madison and Kiara many years ago. But Zak became a wreck after he did that, whether it was you or not, he could hardly live with the fact that he did that to her. We all could see how bad he felt about it all, even Emily understood. We felt like we should do something, even he was planning on doing something to himself, but Emily convinced us not to, and we all forgave him.”

“Except Luke,” I said.

“Uh, yeah,” Mom said. “He’s kind of the only one who doesn’t understand and probably never will, but you can’t expect everyone to.”

“Can you tell me more about him? Like, why he’s even here? And Annabeth too?”

She smiled like she loved to tell this story. “Well, I met Luke about seven years ago after he ran away from his home.”

“Oh, great,” I said sarcastically. “He’s a run away.”

“Shut up and listen. He ran away because his father had abandoned him before he was born and his mom is just unexplainably crazy. Anyway, after I had found him, I had grown attached to him.”

“You always grow attached to a kid every time you meet one.”

“Not every time. Some kids I meet are real brats. Especially teenage girls, no offense.”

We both laughed.

“But anyway, yes, I had grown attached to him. Enough that I wanted to adopt him. But he didn’t want to be adopted and I wasn’t going to force him, but I didn’t give up trying. And even though he was nine at the time, he seemed capable of taking care of himself, so I let him and I even gave him a sword to defend himself with. He liked it. So for the next five years, I would go find him at least once a week and get to know him more and more. When he was fourteen, he ran into Annabeth, who was seven and also had ran away because she feels that her father doesn’t care about her and her stepmother is a real bitch. Luke and I both became attached to her, I think Luke was more, and from then to now, he takes care of her like she’s his—”

“Daughter?” I suggested.

Mom smiled. “Yes, or little sister.”

“I’ve noticed. I’ve even heard him call her his ‘little girl’.”

“Yeah, it’s cute.”

“Ok. Then what happened after they met?”

“Well, Luke gave Annabeth a knife that was given to him just minutes before he met her and she has cherished and learned to fight with it ever since. Then about a little over a year ago, Luke finally agreed to let me adopt him, and Annabeth did too. So they’ve been a part of our family ever since and everyone in our family likes them, except maybe your dad, but I don’t care what he thinks.”

“You never have,” I muttered. “And I’m guessing Emily likes them, especially Luke since he told me that he’s her boyfriend.”

Mom smiled. “Yeah. When they met, they showed automatic signs that they were attracted to each other and, eventually, they became a couple.”

“But they’re kind of brother and sister now. Isn’t that illegal?”

“To a certain extent, yes, but you’re really the one to talk about that.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.

“You know exactly what I mean, Sarah.”

I felt like I did, but I was afraid to say so and pretended that I didn’t know. “What?”

“Zack told me about that kiss you two had after he came back home from when he was kidnapped and raped,” Mom said.

“Why?” I asked.

She shrugged. “I don’t know, but you really shouldn’t be the one to judge Luke and Emily when you yourself have had some kind of over-friendly connection with your own brother. Besides, Luke and Emily aren’t related by blood like you and Zack are, so it’s fine for them to be a couple. But I made sure just in case.”

“Ok. And I can see partly why she likes him so much.”

“And eventually you’ll see all of why.”

“Maybe. But not everything is like I remember it.”

“A lot changes in thirteen years.”

“Yeah. But I don’t remember there being a gym downstairs.”

“Luke wanted it, so I gave it to him. Though, I don’t know why since he works out more when he’s in the arena with his sword and he does that more. But whatever.”

“He told me how Emily would listen to my music everyday since it was the only thing she had to hear my voice.”

“Yeah. It was the only thing all of us had left to hear your voice. Emily would listen and cry half the time, even if she was listening to a love song. She would even try to finish some of your songs or write one herself, but she just didn’t have the skill like you did. She really wish she had gotten to know you before you passed like everyone else did.”

“Do you think she’ll come and take back control of her body?”

“I don’t know. I mean, I don’t want you to go, nor do I want to lose her. I just wish there was a way to have you both back.”

“So do I.”

We sat in silence for a couple minutes.

Then a thought came to mind. “Wait. Mom, I remember when you told me how we can bring someone back to life, like how Nick came back to life. Can’t you do that for me?”

Mom had a pained expression on her face. “You only get one chance to do that, Sarah. We took it and we all failed in bringing you back.”

“Ok. At least you tried.”


I looked at the cloak on the nightstand and realized that we’ve been talking for an hour.

“Well, I guess we have nothing else to say at the moment,” I said. “And I said I wanted to talk to a few people individually.”

“Who do you want to talk to next?” Mom asked.

“Zack, my twin brother.”

“Ok. I’ll go get him for you.”

“Thank you.”

Mom left the room, and Zack joined me a couple minutes later.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey,” I greeted back.

He walked over, maybe ran, to me and pulled me into a hug. “I’m glad you’re back.”

“For now,” I muttered.

He pulled away. “Oh, yeah.”

I tried to think positive. “So, you married Selena.”

Zack smiled. “Yeah.”

“And you two had a son at sixteen.”

“Yeah. We weren’t liking the idea of being parents then until after he was born. Mom agrees.”

“Oh, really? Why?”

“Well, he brought me and Selena closer and that’s when we knew that we could make this work, be a family.”

“And that little girl, is she your daughter?”

He nodded. “Yes. Her name is Sarah. Yeah, as soon as we knew that we were going to be having a girl, we automatically knew what we were going to name her.”

I smiled. “Well, I guess, thanks. And happy birthday.”

“Right back at you. This is probably the best birthday I’ve ever had. The only thing that would make it better is if Emily were here too.”

My smile faded. “Yeah.”

I tried to focus on something other than her. I looked out the window and noticed our siblings.

“Are they Alex, Madison, and Kiara?” I asked.

Zack nodded. “Yes.”

“You were right. Madison and Kiara do look a lot like Mom.”

“I know. It’s creepy.”

I smiled. Then it faded again. “You told Mom about that kiss we had.”

“Oh. She told you.”

I faced him. “Yes. Why did you tell her that? We said we wouldn’t tell anyone.”

“No we didn’t. You died before we could talk about it.”

“Oh, right. But still, why did you tell Mom?”

“Well, I don’t know. Maybe it was because I was such an emotional wreck then and wasn’t giving much thought to what I was saying because I had just lost my twin sister.”

I sighed and sat down next to him on the bed. “I understand. But did you say that to Selena?”

“No,” he replied. “Just to Mom.”

“Well, she’s better than anyone else.”


“So, I don’t know why, but I want to talk about Luke.”

“Ok. What about him?”

“Well, I don’t like him so much, but everyone else seems to. What do you think about him?”

“Well, he’s pretty cool. He’s really good with a sword too. We hang out a lot during the school year while Annabeth is in school.”

“Wait. He doesn’t go to school?” I asked.



“Well, Mom gave him and Annabeth a choice when she adopted them if they wanted to go to school. Luke didn’t, but Annabeth did. So while she’s in school, Luke would hang out with me or Mom or both or walk around the city with Black by his side until Emily and Annabeth got home from school. He would also wait for them by the bus stop before and after they go to school.”

“That’s nice.”

“Yeah. He’s really not as bad of a person as he seems. You just gotta get to know him. But Annabeth? She’s really attached to him, except for when she’s at school. Wherever he is, she’s just one step behind him.”

“I see that. But you can tell that he’s a good enough guy for our sister to be dating?”

“Good enough? Yeah. Do you?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know him that well, and what I’ve seen and heard so far doesn’t convince me. He’s mostly been an ass to me.”

Zack smirked. “Well, you’ll be convinced eventually.”

“We’ll see.” I stood up from the bed and looked out the window. “Well, there’s nothing else I have left to tell you at the moment. And there’s still one more person I’d like to talk to. So, if there’s nothing else you have to tell me, can you go get him for me?”

“Sure,” Zack replied. “I assume you mean Zak?”

“Who else?”

“Ok. I’ll get him.”

He stood up and walked way, but turned back at the doorway. “It’s good to have you back, Sarah. Even if it is just for a moment.”

“Thanks,” I said. “But I don’t know if it’s good to be back.”

He disappeared. A few moments later, Zak entered the room. He closed the door behind him.

“Hi,” he said nervously. “You look beautiful.”

I blushed. “Thank you.”

I knew I shouldn’t have worn a dress, but I couldn’t help it.

I stood as far away from him as I could for fear that I might cave and do something that I’ll regret in my sister’s body.

“Is it really you, Sarah?” Zak asked.

“Yes, it’s me, Zak,” I said.

“Can you prove it so that I know this isn’t a prank . . . again?”


He waved aside the question. “Long story. But please prove to me that it is you.”

“Ok. How?”

“Our first kiss. Tell me how that happened.”

Well, that’s simple. I mean, how could I forget it?

I told him all the details of it and he believed it was me.

Zak smiled. “I can’t believe you’re back.”

“For now,” I said, getting annoyed by that.

“Right. How are you—”

“I don’t know. But that doesn’t matter right now.”

“You’re right.”

“You look different. And I don’t just mean your height. That white part of your hair is gone.”

“Yeah. It grew out when I was sixteen.”

“It makes you look more handsome and less cute.”


I blushed again. “Umm, so I see you have a sister. What’s her name?”


“Whitney Saturday. That sounds alright.”

“My parents decided to give me a brother or sister to somewhat help me. She got me to stop trying to—” He faltered.

“To stop trying to kill yourself?” I said.

Zak nodded.

“It’s ok. I probably would’ve tried to do that myself if it were you instead of me.”

“I wish it was.”

I didn’t know if that was a sweet comment or not, so I just forgot I ever heard him say that.

“Where’s Set?” I asked. “I haven’t seen him all day.”

“You probably won’t see him at all,” Zak said.


“He and Danielle—your evil clone—I guess, ran off into the sunset together about a few months after you died.”

I laughed. “Really?”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

“Umm, ok.” I honestly didn’t know what to think about that. “Who’s that woman I saw you with all day?”

“That’s Amber. She’s, uh, my new girlfriend. I met her about ten years ago. She’s cool. Not as cool as you, though. She knows all about my relationship with you, and supports it and wish it didn’t end. She’s kind of also my comforter whenever I dwell about you, so you don’t really have to worry about her.”

I smiled. “Well, that’s good.”

“Yeah. You never told me you got a record deal.”

I smiled sheepishly. “I’m sorry. It wasn’t a good time since you were avoiding me. And after we made up, I just didn’t feel like I should tell you yet. Though, I didn’t know why.”

“Well, it’s no surprise that every song on your album is as great as every other song you sing.”

“Thank you.”

“I just wish I could’ve heard you sing them all in person. At least once.”


He took a step toward me, but I took one back. He took that as a clear sign to stay away.

Then he squinted at me. “I thought we buried you with that.”

“With what?” I asked.

“Your necklace.”

“My necklace?”

I looked down my neck and saw the actual necklace that Zak had given me around it. But how was it there?

“Huh. Ok. I really love this necklace. But I woke up with it not on this morning, and now it’s on. I wonder how.”

“A lot of things happened with us that we never understood,” Zak said. “Do you remember how it would glow sometimes?”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

“And another thing: Do you remember that little girl we also saw sometimes, how we were the only ones that could see her, and how she only appeared when we were in the same room together?”


“Well, I think I know who she is, or was, since I haven’t seen her since before you died.”

“Oh, really? Who?”

“Our daughter.”

I stared at him. “What?”

“Well, she wasn’t alive, just a future vision of her. I mean, if you think about it, she looked a lot like you.”

“And she did have your eyes. But why were we seeing her?”

He shook his head. “I don’t know. Maybe to tell us that we were going to have a life together with her. But now, I guess, that’s never going to happen.”


That little girl was our future daughter. I couldn’t believe it.

“I never forgave myself for losing you,” Zak said.

“It wasn’t your fault,” I said.

“Yes, it was.”

“No, it wasn’t. Zak, you really need to stop blaming yourself for everything that goes wrong. It’s not always your fault, and this definitely wasn’t.”

He sighed. “I never even told you I love you.”

“You kind of did.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t actually say it.”

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I didn’t say it either, which I regret.”

“Hey, just because you didn’t say it, doesn’t mean you didn’t feel that way too.”

“I know. That moment was kind of a typical moment for that to be said for the first time.”

“Yeah. Well, better late than never. I love you, Sarah. And I always will.”

“I love you too, Zak.”

He hesitated. “I guess it would be too inappropriate for me to kiss you right now.”

“Unfortunately, yes, it would be now.”

He nodded in understanding, but was really disappointed. I couldn’t help it any longer.

I ran to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Zak wrapped his arms around me and we hugged for a while. And screw it. I pulled away enough to see his face, and I pulled him into a kiss. A long, way overdo, passionate kiss.

I’m a little ashamed to say that it went a little too far.

Zak picked me up and laid me down on my parents bed. He kissed me a few times on the lips, then down to my neck, which felt so good, and he began working on my dress. He unzipped it and brought it halfway down my body to my hips, leaving the top half of me in my bra. He kissed my stomach gently. It felt amazing.

I wanted to continue, but I knew I had to stop. So I, reluctantly, did.

“Zak, stop,” I said. “Please.”

“Why?” he asked.

I sat up and moved away from him and put my dress back on. “We can’t do this. Not while I’m in my sister’s body and not my own. And I know this isn’t exactly the first time for you with her. I know you raped her.”

Zak sat down on the bed slowly, looking guilty. “I didn’t mean to do that to her. I was drunk, but that’s no excuse. And your song is right: every time I look you, it’s like the first time. And that’s exactly what I saw every time I looked at Emily. She looks so much like you that I couldn’t help it. That’s another mistake I can never take back.”

“I know you didn’t mean to hurt her,” I said, tears beginning to form from my eyes.

“I still did.”

I looked outside. It was sunset now, and it was getting dark.

“You should go,” I said. “It’s getting late.”

“Yeah. Yeah, ok. At least I got to say goodbye to you this time.” He stood up and walked to the door. “I love you, Sarah, and I’ll never forget what we had or could’ve had together.”

“I love you too, and neither will I. Goodbye, Zak.”

He left the room without another word. I collapsed to the floor and broke down in tears.

This was, officially, the worst birthday of my life.

Aww. Poor Sarah and Zak. They can never be together again. And that Mysterious Little Girl that they always saw was their daughter that they're probably never going to have together. What do you guys think is going to happen now?

Anyway, the answer to my last quiz was Mine, by Taylor Swift. And the one sentence in the lyrics, which was the reason I chose this song for Sarah to sing was, as Zak said: Every time I look at you, it's like the first time.

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