Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin

This may be a new fanfiction after I finish "Love Reaper"...I don't know if I will fulfill this one because it's still young and everything. So, anyways, tell me what you think and who knows, maybe it will be the new fanfiction afterwards.

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Dear Diary,    

 

My life isn’t as perfect as everyone expects it to be. I’m not as happy as everyone expects me to be either. Yes, I have my parents’ definition of a “perfect” boyfriend, I have great sisters and nice friends, but they don’t know of my constant struggle inside of myself. I hate it here, I always have and I always will. Moon Town, otherwise known as the Great Steel City, is nothing but a bore and it drives me crazy. I have never seen the real outside. The big steel dome that covers up the whole city is the main reason why, another reason is my over controlling father and my over protective boyfriend. They have no idea how much I need to leave or how I yearn to be on the outside. Father thinks it’s not safe because of the war between us-the humans- and the vampires. I think I can manage on my own, I mean, I’m almost eighteen and soon he can have no control over what I do or where I go. Thomas will though, because we have to marry on my eighteen birthday and then he will control me. I hate him.

          Sometimes I wish that my great great great great (and so on) grandfather, Artic Moonraven, had never captured the first 200 hundred vampires. Mother told me that if he hadn’t, the world would be different and maybe women can be treated as well as men and maybe they could marry whoever they wanted and go wherever they wanted too. Oh, I really wish he hadn’t captured them, then my life would be perfect.

 

                                                                   Goodnight,

                                                                   (Aura) Lenore Moonraven

 

I sighed; putting my pen on the table next to me while placing my diary under my bed. I can hear Father yelling at one of the servants again. I think this time he’s yelling about her letting me out of the house last night after curfew so I could hang out with a couple of the local vampire slaves. I feel horrible for father yelling at Beatrice for my mistake, but it’s better that he yells at her than me. Though, I did get yelled at as well. He said, “You’re an embarrassment to the Moonraven name, Aura Lenore Moonraven!” I don’t mind being an embarrassment to the Moonraven name. I’d rather be someone else rather than a Moonraven.

            “The next time you let her out of your sight, you bloodsucking leech,” I heard my father holler from the other room, which is his office. “I will add your fangs to my collection! Do you understand me?” I heard the door close gently and light footsteps walk down the hall. I know Beatrice would not mouth off to my father, but I also know she’s most likely thinking unnecessary things about him. She peeked her head into my bedroom door with a fake smile on her bright and gorgeous face.

            “Time for bed Miss Lenore.” She said with a crack in her soft voice. I pulled myself under my blankets and turned off the lamp beside me. “And, Lenore,” she added before she closed the door. “Can you please tell me when you’re thinking about sneaking off so I don’t get hollered at again?”

            “Yes, Beatrice, and I’m sorry.” She nodded her head once and closed the door behind her. Father is always making a mountain out of a molehill. I remember about a few weeks ago, one of my sisters—Sohri—broke up with her boyfriend that father had chosen for her. He was very angry and he had screamed all night at anyone who hadn’t done a thing to him. I remember that night I memorized Edgar Allen Poe’s poem “Lenore”. “Ah, broken is the golden bowl! The spirit flown forever! Let the bell toll!—a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river; And, Guy De Vere, hast thou no tear?—weep now or never more! See on yon drear and rigid bier low lies they love, Lenore! Come! Let the burial rite be read—the funeral song be sung!—An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young—A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young…”

 

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            In my dream, I was eighteen and running down a narrow alleyway in the bad parts of Moon Town. I was wearing a ripped white gown that went all the way down to my feet. The edges of the dress were stained with mud and blood. The top part was drenched in sweat and blood. I realized that there was a long gash on my face and five long slashes on my chest. My lungs were burning and my eyes were glossed over in tears and made my vision blurry. A strange emotion ran through my veins and it had taken me a few moments to realize that that emotion was fear and nothing but fear.

            Footsteps were running after me and they were catching up to me. I am not a fast runner and I knew that things would turn out badly. ‘Just run, run faster,’ I kept saying to myself under my damaged breath. I turned at the end of the alley and ran into a dead end. ‘Oh no,’ I kept saying, ‘Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!’ With a little bit of hope, I turned around and prayed that I had enough time to run the other direction without running into whoever was after me. But my hope faded to black as I turned around and ran into him. Him, the man who was after me. Only then I had gotten a good look at who was chasing me. Tall, jet black hair and perfect blue eyes.

            ‘I told you already,’ I pleaded with more tears running down my face. ‘I don’t want to be here! I just want to leave! Let me leave!’ His perfect face thought for a moment but a smirk emerged and I suddenly felt weak.

            ‘I’m afraid I can’t let you, Aura,’ He said with a smooth and sharp voice. He started to walk closer to me and he had pinned me against the brick wall behind me.

            ‘Why? Why can’t you just leave me alone and let me go?’

            ‘Because,’ He said plainly. ‘I love you.’

 

My alarm clock screamed at me to wake. “6:35 a.m.” the clock said in bright red numbers. I rolled over and hit the ‘off’ button to silence it. I yawned and stretched and took a quick glance around the room. Messy, messy, messy. Clothes falling out of my drawers and thrown about the room, my art supplies not in my art box and my sketches littered the floor. I slowly got up from my bed and grabbed my circa’s and my black fleece jacket and put them on. I went over to my vanity and pulled my long, fire red hair back into a pony tail and applied some eyeliner. I look like the living dead but it doesn’t really matter to me anyways. I usually dress like this and I like it. Thomas always gets made at me for dressing the way I do and I always say, “The way I dress has nothing to do with you.” It irks him, and honestly, I dress like this just to bother him.

            Knock, knock, knock. I grabbed the doorknob and twisted it to open the door. On the other side were the  three bright faces of my sisters, Sohri, “Itt” and Luna. Today, we’re all going into town bright and early just to see the first 200 vampires get transported into the town. It’s been almost 100 years since they have last been here and now they’re coming back permanently. My sisters are all fascinated by vampires and are always excited when new ones come into town. I just tag along to watch the gate open so I can see just a bit of the outdoors and hopefully snap a picture of it. One day, I hope to be out there and live in the woods and just explore and draw plants and tree’s. Thomas is going with us too, and I know he doesn’t want me out in the “real world” but I’ll get there some day.

            “Oh wow, Aura, you look like hell!” Sohri blurted out with a laugh. Luna giggled and agreed. Itt was picking up my sketches from the ground. She was examining them with interest and she rolled her eyes. I knew she was looking at the one that I did of Thomas who I made look like a demon.

            “You know,” I smiled as I grabbed my leather knapsack and leather bound sketchbook. “I would rather you call me Lenore, not Aura.” Sohri rolled her eyes with a grin on her cute face. She is right though, I look like hell, unlike the three of them who looked great. Sohri with her auburn hair, falling to her shoulders, wearing black skinny jeans, a red and white striped shirt with a leather coat over it. Luna is wearing her dark brown hair down today with a shirt that had sexual gecko’s on it with a green sweater over it (so father doesn’t see) and simple blue jeans. And Itt is wearing a white, long sleeved shirt with a dark blue hoodie and black jeans that had cute Tinkerbelle patches on them. I, on the other hand, had my red hair tied back into a messy pony tail and I am still wearing my short, white nightgown with a black coat over it. Not to mention, I slept in yesterday’s makeup and I re-applied eyeliner today.

            “I had a strange feeling that you were going to dress up today, “Luna said with a devilish smile. “You know, I was also beginning to think that you were starting to like Thomas too.”

            I laughed and opened up the glass door that led to the back porch. “Keep dreaming and never trust your strange feelings, Luna.” She laughed along with me and walked out the door. Sohri followed and then Itt. I followed, locking the door behind me with my keys.

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            The city seemed to be cold today. It’s supposed to be winter but we never have any snow or frost or anything related to any of the other seasons. We just have a weather simulator that that simulates hot weather, cold weather, or warm weather and that’s it. My mother told me that when she lived in the outside world, that the sky was tall and blue and that every winter the snow would come down and cover everything with a brilliant white color that sparkled like diamonds in the sun. I’ve tried to draw the snow many times but I think my drawings came out all wrong. Mother also told me of her favorite flower that was called a Rose. She said that a red rose represented love and that a white rose represented death. I asked her what a pink one represented and she laughed and said “Hell if I know!” Mother even gave me a picture of a bouquet of roses that she had and she was right, they do look magnificent. My cell phone rang inside my knapsack and all of us stopped at the edge of one of the busiest streets so I could answer it. Of course, I already knew who it was and so did everyone else. Thomas, it was always Thomas.

            “Hullo?” I answered with a tired and dull voice. I yawned and Itt shook her head with a small chuckle.

            “Aura? It’s me,” Thomas said sounding bright and brilliant. “Uh, where are you girls? Theo, Xavier and I went to the house and you guys weren’t there.” I rolled my eyes and sighed dramatically. Sohri nudged me to cross the street.

            “We’re crossing Venom Road right now.” I heard Theo and Xavier both say “I see them!” in the background. I turned and looked back at the other end of the street where we crossed and saw the three guys a little ways back. They all picked up their speed just a bit as I hung up on Thomas and placed my cell back into my bag. The girls noticed why I had stopped and waited and they waited too. I saw both Luna and Itt roll their eyes and I smiled. They did not like their boyfriends either. I think that is mostly because they feel the same way I do about things. They also think that we should be able to choose the one who we marry. All three of us-- even my mother and Beatrice—were all very proud of Sohri when she broke it off with Maxwell. I still give her major kudos for that.

            It had taken only a few moments for the guys to catch up to us. Not hesitating to, Thomas wrapped his long muscular arms around me in a hug and kissed the top of my head. The other guys did the same to Itt and Luna while Sohri leaned against Hot Topic’s window and pretended to admire her manicure. Thomas pulled back a little and checked out my clothing. For some odd reason, I felt violated in a way. Thomas grunted and looked annoyed. I had to fight back a smile and laugh.

            “You look like Hell,” he commented while taking a hold of my hand and he started to drag me up the street with the others following behind us. I turned and look at Sohri who mouthed the words ‘I told you so’. I glared at her before turning my attention back to Thomas. “It looks like you rolled out of bed this morning and just put on your coat and shoes and said ‘Hey, let’s piss off Thomas by dressing like a fricken slob!’” I fought off another urge to smile. “Oh my God, you did do that didn’t you? Just roll out of bed and put a coat and shoes on.”

            “You know me so well, Thomas. I’m so proud. “I smirked but not letting him see it. “And I did brush my hair, thank you very much.”      

            “Aura, every other woman in this city who woke up at this hour has gotten dressed and ready and actually looks presentable in public. And you’re here wearing your night stuff and the makeup that you wore yesterday that’s smeared. Ugh, and it looks like you put eyeliner over the smudged eyeliner.” He said in a rant; pointing out the obvious. 

            “For one thing, Thomas Abel Farrow,” I said with a hint of amusement in my threatening voice. “I like to be called Lenore, not Aura,” I corrected. “And pa-lease stop comparing me to every other woman in this damn city. I’m not them. And why can’t you just accept me for who I am?”      

            “Aura is your name. Lenore is just your middle name and nothing more,” He hissed through a tight jaw. I find it oddly pleasing that I can piss him off with just a few choice words and, well, outfits. “And I do accept you for who you are. I’m just saying that a woman should look presentable in public. What would your father say if he saw you right now?” I scowled at him; the amusement draining out of me in a flash. I heard Luna gasped and Sohri and Itt laugh. Theo and Xavier looked as calm as Thomas looked. 

            “I don’t care what my father says or thinks, Thomas,” I spat out venomously. Thomas looked back at the other two guys who gave him the ‘Dude, seriously, don’t piss her off. We’re not in the mood for her little outbreaks’ look. He shrugged and looked back at me. His blue eyes looked somewhat emotionless. “Just drop it please.” I said in a controlled tone. 

            “Fine,” he muttered breathlessly. “Consider it dropped.” Thomas looked defeated and he unclenched his jaw. I took my hand away from his and crossed my arms over my chest. Thomas looked at me consideringly with a small grin on his face. He snaked his arm around my waist and pinned me to his side. I tried to get out of his grasp, but failed because his grip as strong and firm on me. I am so not getting out of his grasp. We walked through the grey city for at least ten more minutes to get to the gates for the parade of vampires.

            We had gotten to the top of the stairs of City Hall where, only a few select people could get in, and sat on the right next to the statue of an Angel with a sword in her right hand and the cross in her other hand. It was either sit near this statue or near the one of a man on a horse holding a long chain that was attached to a vampire slave girl’s neck. But wherever we sat, the statue across the street of my really great grandfather will always be looking at us. Its weird looking at that statue because he looks exactly like my father.

            Thomas glanced down at his watch and sighed impatiently. He saw me look at it too and smiled lightly. “Ten more minutes.” He said as he knew that I cannot read Roman Numerals. I looked down as we sat with our legs dangling over the edge and stared at the three feet drop below me. I pulled out my sketchbook and began to doodle a bottle of Pepsi. Suddenly, I saw myself staring down at a small, white digital camera. “I figured that you were probably going to ask for it since you always like to see the outside. And your memory sucks.” I stifled a laugh and smiled a little. “You are a very predictable girl, Aura.” He added.

            “I am not!” I said with a gasp. He chuckled and kissed my cheek. I rolled my eyes at him and stood up to get ready to take pictures. I looked down at the crowd and at the familiar faces of friends and random people that I would bump into on the street. My eyes surfed the crowd until I saw the little neighbor girl—Adele—that I had basically watched grow up with her father who had a tight grip on her arm. I could see the little tears run down her eyes. I really want to punch that man for hurting that sweet little girl.

            Thomas, breaking me from my reverie, wrapped his arms around me and kissed my lips. He pulled back with an innocent smile on his face and I smiled back half-heartedly. “Hey you lovebirds,” Luna called out; I shot her an evil glare. “The gate is opening.” Thomas, automatically, pulled away as I set the lens on the gates. A crack of light poured in which created a glare automatically but as it opened more, I saw a very beautiful scene. A bare tree, silhouetted against the blue sky, with surrounding snow that shined like glitter on a white gown. I started to snap a few pictures of it, zooming in and then zooming out and hoping I got a good picture. As I was about to take another shot, the army surrounding the vampires started to march in. I let the zoomed in lens surf about the faces of the forlorn vampires who were entering this horrid town. There was a European looking female vampire with icy hair and icy eyes to match. Then there was another female vampire with fiery orange hair and hazel eyes who had outstanding features. The camera moved a little more and landed on a mean looking vampire with choppy black hair with olive tinted skin and black eyes glaring at the mortals that were gawking at him. A shot of fear moved through me and caused me to move the camera until it landed on a nice looking immortal. He really looked nice with long brown hair that hung just below his shoulders and an extravagant looking face. I could see that his eyes were hazel and a little worried but he looked strong and muscular. His face is what captivated me the most. Though he looked tough with a clenched jaw and his strong arms crossed over his chest; his eyes looked so soft and vulnerable. I took a picture of him and it automatically saved it to the memory. I zoomed the camera in closer to his face and saw that he, like me, was looking around at the people who were watching the vampires come in. He looked pissed or appalled or maybe he was fighting back fear.

            A tall vampire with blonde dreadlocks nudged him and caused him to turn around. The parade of vampires stopped as the army had to wait for the buses to come and load them in so they could be taken to the Vampire Institution where they are retrained and retained until someone buys them or they are given away to the people in the government. Father says when my sisters and I turn eighteen that we get to pick out our vampire slaves from the first 200. I hope I can get him. I quickly looked down the street and saw that the buses that were coming for them were having trouble getting through the watching crowds. I shrugged and looked back through the lens at him and saw that he was looking in my direction. Snap, another picture taken and saved. I looked back through the lens after the picture was saved and saw that he was still looking in my direction. It had taken me a few moments to realize that…he was looking directly at me. I felt myself suck in a breath of air, not nervous air, but an air of surprise. He looked at me with awe and all I wanted to do was run down to him and wrap my arms around him and kiss him.

            I slipped Thomas’s camera into my jacket pocket and continued at stare at the vampire. I reached down and picked up my knapsack and I had my sketchbook in hand. I had tried to fight of the urge to run into the crowd of vampires but I couldn’t any longer. Without hesitation, I jumped down and ran my way to the vampire parade. I heard people gasping and Thomas shouting my name. The vampires looked oddly alert and the army men looked surprised.   

            Another gasp rang out across the crowd as I jumped the barrier into the crowd of vampires. The drew back from me, like I was wielding some weapon of some sort and moved out of my way as I drew near him. I heard another gasp in the mortal crowd but nothing more as I stood right in front of him. He looked down at me with a confused expression. But as my heart started to beat a thousand times a second, realization dawned upon him and he looked pleased. The blonde dreadlocked vampire was glaring at me with a puzzled expression. But who I was dawned on him in a heartbeat, or two.

            “Georg,” He said with a German accent. “She’s a Moonraven.” Georg looked at him quickly and then back at me. The other vampire drew back hesitantly, like Georg had said something to him in his mind. I reached out to Georg to touch his face. It felt like a million moments went by until I reached it and stroked his face gently. Suddenly, I felt my hand get jerked back and I felt myself get jerked back as well. Thomas stood between Georg and I and he had a furious expression on his face.

            “What the hell are you doing, Aura?” He hollered at me. “He could have killed you if he wanted to!” I looked back at Georg who rolled his hazel eyes. I fought back a smile and tried to look seriously at Thomas. He sighed dramatically and started to drag me away from Georg. I wouldn’t budge one bit and I had felt oddly stronger than Thomas. I felt like someone else’s strength was flowing through me. Thomas grunted angrily and picked me up and threw me over his shoulders. As he started to walk away with me, I looked back at Georg and smiled and then I realized that I had dropped my sketchbook during my running. My eyes scanned the ground for it but saw nothing. I looked up at again at the beautiful vampire and saw that he had picked up something from the ground. Almost like he had read my thoughts, he held my book up in the air and I smiled.

            The army men started to push the vampires in the bus while the other had caught up with us. The three girls had big smiles on their faces and it looked like they had a million questions to ask but with the grave expressions on the guys’ faces, they asked nothing and continued to walk behind Thomas and I.

 

 

Sorry I haven't writtenin like two days. I had a math test to study for...and I took it today, and boy did I fail it. Well, at least I think I did. The Marking period ends Thursday or something and yeah...ugh...well her'es the next chapter!

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A flash of hot pain shot up and down my arms, wrist and hands and Chris and William were examinging the wounds. I screamed out in pain as Chris touched my wrist and then laid it down on my lap. The arms of my shirt and the shirt itself was covered in blood. My black jeans have gotten just a shade darker from the blood stains and my arms aren't looking so hot either. Chri spatted my hands and threw me a nice half-smile. I looked ta him with puzzled eyes and he sighed; looking down at his hands. He started to fidget and he played around with his fingers. He reminded me of a young child who was waiting outside of the principles office for putting mud in some other kids' hair. He looked innocent, but not completely.I wanted to reach out to him and hug him, but other than the pain, something pulled me back. He was going to say something.

"I'm sorry," he muttered sincerely in his lovely British accent. His big eyes were now staring at me with a glossy shine in them. "I'm so sorry for everything, Brandy. I truly am. I never meant for anything bad to happen to you or Ville or Sofia, especially Sofia..." his voice started to trail off as he looked like he was staring off into space but his attention was back on me and he shook his head a little bit. "You don't understand why I did what I did, but it wasn't all me. Heck, most of it wasn't me."

"I kind of figured that when I found out Gaspard was a shapeshifter." I said with a small smile. He looked at me with a little grin but he looked down at the floor and then at my hands. "Chris, how long have you been here?"

"Since the night you found out that I knew William Beckett." My face dropped a small bit. So, he wasn't the one who attacked my soul in the hospital? I guess I should have known that."Brandy," Chris said, breaking me from my thoughts. "I didn't really hit Sofia. I would never do that. I never hurt her since we've been together. I love her too much."

"That wasn't you?" I asked, Chris shook his head no. "It was Gaspard." That wasn't a question and now there's no doubt that it was him. He made me hate William, so why not make me hate Chris? But I can't hate them anymore because it wasn't them at all. "I'm going to kill him."

"You can't kill him. The only people who have the power to kill him is the Elders." William said, chiming in on our conversation. I turned my head to look at William, but I found him looking into the Box of Fear, as if examinging it. "You really did a bang up job in here." He commented, touching the iron door and pulling his finger back to reveal some blood.

"I did that?" William shook his head yes and exited the horrid thing. He leaned back against the wall beside me and slowly slide down. "You know," I said after a lightbulb went off in my head. "Gaspard isn't really a Reaper." Chris looked at me with bright eyes.

"But when Morden stabbed him..."

"I don't think that was Morden, like Gaspard wasn't really Gaspard at that point. It was Ville and I think Ville was talking to Gaspard." William gave me the same look that Chris was giving me; some kind of hope.

"But when did he do that? I mean, shapeshift into Morden?" I shrugged my shoulders and winced in pain as another pain shot up my arms. Something tells me that Gaspard is capable of everything now. He can turn somebodies life inside out and effect everyone around them in the most horrifying ways.

"He's powerful." Was all I said before we all heard a crashing noise from the outside. Both William and Chris shot up and both gently helped me to my feet. Footsteps, heavy footsteps, sounded form the outside. Pounding, pounding down the halls like a madman. We all knew who it was and we all backed up into a corner. Both men stood in front of me to protect me as the noise kept getting louder and louder. But the footsteps weren't lone. There were more and more footsteps following them, panicked or in a hurry. Somehow, I felt nothing but relief. Strange, I know, but those footsteps sounded so familiar.

Thw creaked open and a head full of black hair peeked in and his green eyes searched the room for me. I pushed William and Chris aside (as gently as I could). Ville looked at me with a relieved face until he saw my hands and arms. He hurried toward me and wrapped his arms gently around me. "I love you. I love you. I love you." He whispered to me over and over and over again.

"I love you, too." I looked up at him and kissed his lips. "We have to go. And yes, Chris is coming with us." Ville looked puzzled. "I'll explain later. But we have to leave this room, please." Ville nodded and we all hurried our way out the door. As we did, the door shut automatically behind us and made me jump. I saw, in the hallway, Atilla, Sofia, the German vampires, and only four of the five MCR members.

"Where's Gerard?" I asked Ville with a curious tone. Ville looked troubled and his glance went over to Sofia. he didn't want to tell me.

"Brandy," Sofia said with a soft voice. "I have something to tell you."

 

to be continued....

Chapter 33!!!!!

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It's so dark in here and so small. What am I supposed to do? Get claustrophobic? Gingerly, I sat down on the floor and held my knees to my chest. They were going to fix me being a vampire and they are going to hurt Ville. I don't know how you can fix immortality, but apparently they do. And when they do, off to jail for the rest of his life for my darling Ville. And my children, they're going to take them too. Oh please, Sofia and Atilla, do not take my children to them. Whatever you do, do not let them have them. Like they hear me anyways. I'm here all alone and they're out there wreaking their havoc on my life and everyone elses. Why is this happening? I can't imagine a life without my Ville or my friends. I don't want this life for my kids either. Tears emerged from my eyes and one slipped down my face and it hit the cold ground.

The ground started to shake and the darkness was slowly fading and the walls were falling away from me. I stood up, nearly falling, and tried to search for the door. I ran into a parked car. "Chris! William! Somebody help!" I screamed, but it was no use. Where am I? No, I know where I am but how did I get here? Maybe Atilla accidently put another power in me and this power can take me anywhere? Probably not. I sighed and started to walk down the busy street of Philadelphia. No one seemed to notice me. The cars passed without any angry curses from the drivers nor a passing glance from any pedestrians.

"Ville! Sofia! Anybody!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Where are they? Wait, why am I looking for them? They'd be in Abington, not Philly. Or are they here? No, wouldn't they be in Jersey? Why am I in Philadelphia? Something clicked in my head, something like an instinct or something. A feeling? Maybe. I walked for half an hour down a street and then turning some corner and I ended up in the park where Ville and I first met. It had become darker now and in the park, there was candles lit and people filling the park. People wearing long, black cloaks and crowding around the exact area where we met.

"Hello?" I said to them as I approached them. I stretched my hand out and touched one of them on the back. The person tensed up under my touch. I yanked my hand back as they started to turn around. Brown eyes gazed down upon me with a blank expression. Ray, what is he doing here? Why he is wearing that cloak? He pulled his hood down and turned his attention back to the crowd. I looked at them too and saw that they were all pulling their hoods down too.

Ray, Alicia, Frank, Adam, William, Chris, Kaiden, Desdemona, almost everybody that I have known and loved are here. But nine of them are missing. Where are they? "Ray? What are you guys doing here? Where's Gerard and everybody else?" I asked. He did not say one word. I tried to reach out to him but my hand was stopped by some invisible force that had me frozen in one place. Suddenly, they all turned around to face me. All of their eyes were fixed on me and they all wore forlorn faces. I felt a cold tear run down my face.

"Mom." Kaiden and Desdemona said in unison. I looked at them and saw that the teenage versions of themselves were holding the baby versions of themselves. I felt myself pale and praying to God that they'll be safe. that they'll all be safe. "Mom, we love you." They said again. I started to reply when suddenly two arms emerged around them and forcefully started to pull them away. They were screaming and I couldn't move. "Mom! Mom! Help us, mom!" They screamed again. I started banging on the force field thing that was holding me here. My hands started to bleed and my wrist was screaming at me to stop but I couldn't, I couldn't let them get taken away. Why isn't anyone helping them? Don't they hear them screaming?

My question was soon answered as I saw dark figures, like an army, emerge from the swings with sythes in their hands. Skeletons with sythes, swinging them around in front of them. I screamed for everyone to run, run away from them and save themselves, but no one moved. And one by one, I watched my friends all get hacked to pieces. They were screaming for me and screaming out in pain. "Brandy! Brandy! Why aren't you helping us?! Help!" I started banging on the force field again hoping to God that I can break free and help those who are still alive. But I couldn't, no matter how hard I hit the thing, it would not break and more blood came from my already bleeding wounds.

The chopping stopped, the screaming stopped and I looked down at what was left of my loved ones and screamed. I screamed for them, for my children, for everything that has happened because of that asshole who just can't take me not loving him. Right before my teary eyes, the blood and the bodies started to fade away in the wind. They're gone, they're all gone, aren't they? I sank to my knees and started to hyperventilate. The dirt was cold on my face and the blood was warm on my arm. I didn't care about me being hurt. I need them all back.

The dirt disappeared and was replaced by a wooden floor. The moon was gone and was replaced by the burning sun. Why am I not burning in the sun? My wrist was in a cast and my hands were wrapped in gauze while some of my fingers were in thise nifty finger casts. I was in my Billy Idol t-shirt and my plaid skirt and I saw what looks to be the wedding dress that i was supposed to wear the first time I was engaged to Ville but I had never reall gotten the chance. I slowly got up and saw my old bedroom. When Sofia and I were living together after Ville had supposedly died. I heard whispers from outside of my bedroom, whispers and not screaming.

I walked out of my room in tip toes and walked quietly to the livingroom. In there, I saw Sofia, Deanna, Lyn-Z, Gerard, Mikey, Aleena, Bam, Jade and Bob. But I didn't know Lyn-Z when Ville first died and I didn't know Jade either. What is going on? Why are they here? Where were my children taken too?

"Brandy." I heard Gerard sigh in relief as he saw me enter the room. He stood up, as did everyone else and he gently walked over to me. I felt my eyes grow wider and my heart start to race. My heart is beating. Desperately, I looked around for Ville but did not see him.

"Gerard," I started with a weak voice. "Where's Ville?" I sniffled. Gerard looked at Sofia who had nothing but pain and pity in her brown eyes. This isn't real, it can't be real. Gerard put his hand on my shoulder and then gave me a hug.

"Brandy, you know that Ville is dead. Please stop pretending that he's alive." He said to me with pain in his voice. I pushed him back and got a good look at everybodys face in the room. They all looked worried and scared---for me.

"Bam, you know Ville's alive right?" Bam looked taken back. Gerard glanced at him and slightly shook his head.

"He's not alive, Brandy," Bam said quietly. He sat back down on the couch and put his face in his hands. Aleena sat down beside him and gave him a hug.

"Fine," I said with sudden anger. "Then where is my kids?"

"Kids?" It was Aleena who spoke. "Brandy, you don't have any kids." My heart started to beat more and my face felt hot and feverish. I wanted to scream and throw a tantrum and tell everybody to stop lying to me. But I couldn't because they all looked innocent. Am I back here again? To the part of my past where Ville wasn't alive, or I had thought he wasn't alive?

"I do, I do have kids." I cried. "Kaiden and Desdemona. They have dark hair and pale skin and they have big, beautiful green eyes."

"She's getting worse," Sofia said firmly. She looked at Gerard who was still staring at me, but with wide eyes. "I think we should call Dr.Johnson." No! No that's the guy who told me I was having twins! I wanted to say, but I couldn't because I felt my throat swell up with tears. I started to cry more. Nobody believes me. But what if Ville isn't here? What if my kids aren't here? Where do I go to now? I fell to the floor in gasps and started to bang on the floor with my hands like little child.

The scene started to change again and instead of my being on the floor, I was in a bed with a book in my hands and my hair pulled back into a familiar pony tail. I knew where I saw again and I instantly felt a twinge of fear fill my heart, my beating heart. I rose from the bed and walked towards the mirror opposite the room. My hair was longer and jeez my boobs look bigger and I look more---mature. I sucked in a breath and held in it for a little while. Two strong arms wrapped around my waist and I felt lips kissing my neck. I looked at his reflection in the mirror and my eyes went wider and I pulled his arms off of me and pulled away.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Gaspard said with confused eyes. For the first time, he didn't look mean. But I'm not falling for it because I know what he did and I'm not falling for it. "Brandy, are you okay?" I moved toward me and I stepped back and bumped into the vanity.

"You did this to me!" I screamed; he flinched. He outstretched his hand to me but i smacked it away. "I told you that I would never be your family and you killed Ville, my Ville!" I hollered. The door creaked open a little bit and Kaiden and Desdemona came in with worried looks. They stood behind Gaspard without any fear of him and only fear for me. "You guys have to run! Go save yourselves! I'll be fine!"

"Dad, is mom okay?" Desdemona said with a sqeaky voice. Dad? No, No! He's not your dad, Ville is! I gazed at her and saw that her eyes were brown, not green, and so were Kaiden's.

"I don't know, sweetie. Why don't you and your brother go call Sofia or Dr. Johnson." Gaspard said with a firm voice. Kaiden shook his head no and stepped forward in front of Gaspard.

"Mom, calm down, mom. You're okay." He said. I shook my head desparately and tears splattered on my face and my face was blackened by my mascara. Kaiden cautiously grabbed a pill bottle from the vanity and looked at it. It was empty. "She took all of them." No, No I didn't! I didn't take any of them! I couldn't scream, I couldn't. Not at him.

"You killed Ville!" I yelled at Gaspard. I felt myself quiver from pain and uncontrollale sadness. "You killed him and you forced me to marry you. It was yur plan, you told me. You told me!" Gaspard stepped closer to me with his arms stretched out towards me as if to hug me. But I grabbed a pair of scissors that were on the vanity and held it to my neck. "You stay away from me, or I'll do it!"

"Ville died twenty years ago, Brandy."

"No, you're lying!"

"We met eighteen years ago and fell in love."

"Liar!"

"I'm not lying! You told me what happened to him and how you thought that you'd never love again but you said you did love again and that you loved me. Remember? Remember our wedding? When we had the children?" He started to cry.

"This is not real! I would never love you!"

"Then what about your kids? Do you love them? Do you want them to see their mom like this?" Gaspard yelled. I flinched and felt a small pinch and a drop of blood escape form my neck.

"Leave me alone, Gaspard, or I swear to God I'll---"

Everything went dark again and I heard the creak of a steel door creak open. I stood frozen with my heart beating a thousand times a minute. Light shined in and two blackened figures stood at the door. I felt sick with sadness and with happiness as I realized it wasn't real. It was the box, the box did this to me. But I looked down at my hand and notice that I still had the scissors in my hands and that my hands were still wounded and so was my neck.

"Brandy?" William whispered. I dropped the scissors and wrapepd my arms around him and cried. "You're okay. DOn't worry, you're okay." He pulled me out of the box and sat my down and the floor and leaned me against the wall. He and Chris looked at my wounds and at the scissors which were thrown on the ground mext to the box.

"What happened?" Chris asked as he gently put my wrist on my lap. I shook my head slightly and sighed."

"I don't really know." I said and wiped a tear away from my face with my good hand. I felt my heart beat and wondered if I'm still a vampire. "How did you guys get out of your shackles?" William and Chris exchanged a look and shrugged.

"I've been working on getting out of them forever now and when you started screaming, I worked faster and I guess I got out of them. And I got him out too."

"How do we get out of here though?" I questioned and looked around the room and my eyes rested on the door. Chris sighed and William sat himself next to me on the wall.

"I don't think we can."

 

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Ah! Next chapter! woot! woot! lol...I'm soooooo hyper!

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I felt like my lungs had collasped and turned into dust that settled to the bottom of my empty stomach. Of course, I don't ever need tp breathe again and the only thing I'll eat (or drink) is blood, but that is not the point. The point is, is that I knew exactly where I was and I knew exactly who was here and I kind of figured out what happened. And I'm terrifyed. I hope to the Great lord Above that Sofia and Atilla do NOT give any of the Reapers my children to look after. They can't be here, they need to be as far away from here as possible. Suddenly, the dark room was illuminated by a distant light that looks like it's shining from the outside.

I flinched as soon as that light came on, mostly because it's as bright as the sun. I looked up and saw Ville's face looking down at me with a new fondness. Does he know that I know? Do they all know? No, William doesn't know, for once, he doesn't know. I pulled out of Ville's arms and turned around to face William who was still holding Gaspard. He looked at me with confused eyes. He knows that something is up too, he must sense it. I felt two long arms wrap around my waist and I felt someone breathing on my cheek, though I knew who was breathing on my cheek, Ville.

"Are you okay, sweetheart? You seem kind of---scared." Something about his accent has changed, but what? What changed? He needs to speak again. Speak again so I can hear it. Oh, what's the use? He knows that I figured it out already. I'm trapped, William's trapped, and...Gaspard's trapped too...

"Cut the crap," I said, whirling around to face those indifferent green eyes. I pulled out of his arms, only to be taken in by them again. "And please stop wearing my husbands face. You so don't pull it off right." I muttered venomously. Ville, or shall I say Gaspard, smiled and a low, French (that's what I heard!) chuckle emerged from his throat. In an instant, he changed back into himself with short brown hair and eyes instead of black hair and green eyes. I tried to pull away yet again but he was too strong.

"When did you figure it out?" He said, crushing me into him. I pulled away, finally, and stepped back into the wall. I looked at Prudence who was smiling, and she transformed too. The other Gaspard. I looked at William who saw this all happen with wide eyes. He cursed under his breath as the "Gaspard" in his hands turned into my husband.

"Take him out--" I started to shout, but a steel-like hand clasped over my mouth. William, though, had got the message. He was about to leave when the other Gaspard knocked him down and placed glowing shackles on his wrists. He cried out in pain as Gaspard threw him in the corner with Chris. Chris just sat there, staring. I gazed down at my husband who was still lying limp. I saw a flutter in his eyes. He's waking up and at the worst possible moment.

"Sssshhhh..." Gaspard #1 (that's what I'm calling the present Gaspard since the whole doubles thing is confusing) whispered in my ear. "You don't want to make me angry now, do you?" I shook my head and he let his hand drop just a bit. "Now, you stay here. Well, it's not like you have a choice to stay here or not, but I feel better saying it to you so you know. Oh, and if you make even one little scream, Ville will certainly pay the price for it."

"Where's the real Prudence?" I asked with tears littering my eyes. Gaspard #1 started to stroke my face with his index finger. He smiled just a bit.

"Don't worry about that." the sides of his lips curved up into a small smile. A tear spilled over my cheek and he wiped it clean with his finger. His hand slipped down to my scarf and tore it free from my neck. Though my wound was healing, it was still visible. Gently, he touched.

"What are you going to do?" I said in barely a whisper. The other Gaspard, Gaspard #2 stepped in and leaned against the wall beside me with his arms crossed.

"First, we're going to fix that." he said gently. "Then, we're going to fix that." He pointed to the figure on the floor that was slowly rising to his feet. Ville, my Ville. They're going to find some way to hurt him, or me, or us. My children, where's my children?

"No!" I gasped and pushed Gaspard #1 away from me. He staggered backwards and as I tried to ran my way over to Ville, Gaspard #2 grabbed my arm and threw me against the wall where Chris and William were. They were watching in horror. I cried out in pain as my wrist smacked against the cold stone wall of the jail cell. I felt a friendly arm wrap around my shoulder. I looked up and saw that it was Chris. Only one of his hands was shackled to the wall.

"It'll be okay." He said only to me. Gaspard #1 yanked him away from me and he yanked me up onto my feet. Roughly, he grabbed the back of my head and pressed my lips onto his, making a harsh kiss come to surface. I pushed him away with my good arm and I spat on him. He wiped the spit off his face, and with a sudden burst of anger, he slapped me and sent me staggering back. I looked at him again and then past him and saw Gaspard #2 putting glowing handcuffs on Ville. Ville cried out in pain and I saw that the cuffs were tight on his wrists.

"Don't...hurt...him." I said with a controlled anger. Gaspard #1  pushed me back against the wall and pinned me there.

"Now you listen to me and you listen good," he started with a clearly visible white rage. "You will do whatever I ask of you. You will stay here and be as quiet as you can while both Gaspard and I send Ville to trial. He will be placed in jail from eternity while you and I, and the children, live a very happy life together. Do you understand?" I stared at him without saying one word. "I said, do you understand?"

"You will never be my family." His face turned red and he took my bad wrist in his iron grip and started to yank me forward. I cried out in pain again as the other Gaspard stood up.

"Open the Box." Gaspard #1 said very clearly. Gaspard #2 nodded once and walked to over to a box in the corner that I haven't noticed before. It was very tall and about seven feet wide. It was black and made out of steel. Gaspard #2 opened it with a creak as Gaspard #1 pushed me inside.

"What are you doing? What is this?!" I screamed out at him. He looked me in the eyes and distinctly said,

"The Box of Fear."

 

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For those who have one, add me, I just got one yesterday XD I'm Brandy Way on there XD

Hopefully this picture works because for some reason whenever I put a pic in a journal, they don't seem to show up but hopefully this works!!!

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Prudence, the female Reaper who had opposed mine and Ville's relationship, stepped forward with a slight smirk on her face. I felt my knees start to shake and my mouth went dry and it felt like it was filled with cotton. Something turned on inside my head. It was a very sharp memory that was ringing throughout my ears. It was something that Ville told me. The reason why William couldn't tell you in person is because the Elders are always listening into our conversations. They're always listening in. They know, they must know. That's why Prudence is here. Oh please, Lord, please don't let me be right.

"What are you doing here?" Ville asked with a slight apprehension in his voice. He must be thinking the same thing as me, he must have remembered what he said to me that night when "William" came and gave me my picture album from my alternate future. Prudence shifted forward a little bit, her lips curving up at the edges.

"Well," she began smoothly and viciously. "You two do have Gaspard, don't you?" I stopped myself from sighing in relief. I don't want to blow it now. Ville had the same softened look that I did and Prudence tok note of our facial expressions with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am." He said sweetly. Prudence stepped closer to the door and peered out the little window in the middle of it. I looked past her and saw everybody patiently waiting in the hallway. The doctors did not seem to notice William holding Gaspard in the hallway. William must have glamoured the two of them. Wait, if they haven't listened in on our conversations...how do they know it was Gaspard and not William who did everyting? I looked at Ville with a new nervousness that showed throughout my body. He did not seem to notice, his eyes were still set on Prudence.

"Are we leaving to take him to the Reaper prison, Lady Elder?" He said charmingly, too charmingly. He's so sucking up to her.

Prudence turned her head back around and looked at him and then at me. She nodded and Ville went to the door to beckon everybody back in. One by one, they all came back in. First, it was William with Gaspard, then Gerard, Tom, Georg, Gustav, Sofia and then Atilla. They all wore the same puzzled look as they all saw Prudence.

"Lady Elder, what are you doing here?" William asked, almost dropping the limp Gaspard. I wonder how long he'll be unconscious for? Prudence gave William the same smile that she gave Ville and I.

"I'm here to take Gaspard into custody of the court. His trial will be tomorrow and I need you, Ville and her to come along with me." She said with a certain arrogance surrounding her voice. Hey, she referred to me as 'her'. I have a name you know.

"What about us?" Georg asked, burrowing his eyebrows as he stared at the Lady Elder. Her look became disdainful as she gazed upon the four vampires and the two witches. Prudence stepped backwards just a bit but my attention was set on Gerard who looked like a lightbulb had went off in his head too. I think she noticed.

"The Reaper realm is no place for you, vampire," She said harshly. "As for you two," she said, turning her attention on Sofia and Atilla. "You two can go get the children. They will be looked after during the duration of the trial of Reaper Gaspard Ulliel." Sofia and Atilla gave a glance at each other, they both looked flustered.

"Brandy," Gerard started to say with a lump in his throat. He was looking at Ville now with flamed eyes. I looked at Ville too, but only to look at his facial expression. His face looked--blank. "Don't--"

"Go, now, vampire," Prudence ordered with a sudden fiercness in her voice. "Go back to your coven and seek comfort from them, not us."

"But--"

"Now."

Gerard looked at me with pleading eyes. My eyes became frantic. Does he know what I'm thinking? Does he know that I think that...

"Brandy," Ville said sweetly, breaking me out of my frantic reverie. "Darling, we need to go. I promise we'll be back soon so we can be with the kids." He looks so sweet, so innocent. How can I resist? I nodded my head slowly and Ville wrapped his arms around me. I remember the first time Ville poofed me somewhere in less than a heartbeat. I remember the way he wrapped his arms around me so gently and lovingly...the way he's not doing now. My head snapped up in remembrence. Ville's grasp on me became tighter. I tried to push but his grasp was too strong. I looked at Gerard who was now the only person left in the room besides Ville and I. The others either poofed to the Reaper realm or just left. I gave him a panicked look and he stepped forward as if to save me from my own husband but in an instant, he was gone, and I was in a dark room with a familiar Reaper that we had put in the Reaper jail just a day or two ago.

 

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I just read my horoscope for today...well, here it is:

Positive energy is all around you right now, and it's protecting you from any bad energy that jealous people might be putting out. You won't have to worry about the unexpected popping up and throwing you off your stride -- in fact, you might even welcome the one or two hiccups that are likely. Someone who has wanted your attention will be a lot more obvious about it today -- try to make time for them to show you what they've got. They are out to impress you!

 

And when I read that, it made me think about what happened today (I posted the journal about it earlier)...some people have been trying to get my attention today and i haven't even thought about it. And then my sister told me that some people who have class with me (that she knows) say that I'm cute....O.O

 

Another blow to my fragile heart again. *sighs* Today started off really great, I mean really unnaturally great for me. There was no real big drama to deal with, I was tired but in a good mood and then things turned out HORRIBLY. I blame the damn assembly and intruder drill. Yeah, so we had an intruder drill today...you know, someone comes on the loud speaker and tells everyone to go to class and hide in the corner while the teachers cover the door windows and lock the doors and that shit. And after the drill was over, all the sophmores had to go to the Theatre for an assembly about Eastern Tech and more fundraisers for prom and everything. So I was sitting with Tory, Aatiyah, Kate, Jess, Marissa, George, Victoria....and the guy I like. At first, we didn't see him but Tory and Victoria called him over to where we were and he sat right in front of me. And whenever I see him I get so nervous and my heart starts beating and I totally don't act like myself because I can't control my nerves. But he was sitting in front of my and I only said two things to him before we left and it was "Hi" and "You like my drawing? It's from Gerard Way's umbrella Academy" (I got really bored after a math test so I drew The Boy). He didn't really say anything....he's really shy and what not and I think I made a total ass of myself.

And then at lunch (when I finally had something to eat which is really rare for me to have something to eat at lunch) I was talking with Miranda and Nikki and Amy and Joe and Sofia and we were all having like three conversations at once and i notice Miranda's binder and one of her folders said "Levin's Period Three" and I knew that the guy I like had Ms. Levin for period three too. So I asked Miranda if she knew him and she goes "Yeah, he always flirts with me in class. He's really fucking annoying and he thinks he knows it all." And I'm like "Oh, well, I like him like a lot." And Miranda's like "Well, you can still like him but I'm just saying that he always flirts with me and he's annoying." Then I remember Dennis telling me that the guy I Like told him that he doesn't have time for a girlfriend (that's when the guy I like found out that I liked him). And I can't blame him for liking Miranda because she's really gorgeous, and well, I'm not. Anyways, at first I thought I was going to be okay with it because I guess I'm used to it because I know I'm not pretty and I will probably not get another boyfriend or anything. But, my heart just started to hurt and I spent the rest of the day moping around and I drew this really morbid but deep picture to help me get it all out and it just seems unfinished. *sighs* and then when I saw the guy I like after school, just looking at him made me smile even though I know he likes someone else. God, I'm such a sucker. I mean, I always fall for the guys who like someone else or who don't even notice me =/
My friend Nate told me that one day I'll fnd somebody and I kept thinking that I probably won't. I'm always critisizing myself. Ugh. I hate this feeling. I need something to distract me for a while to make the pain go away :'(

 

xoxo Brandy a.k.a. Mikey♥

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"How are we going to hide the wound?" I asked both Atilla and Sofia who had brought some of my clothes from home. About an hour ago, the doctors came in just a bit after I awoke. I said that I wanted to be released, they protested at first saying that they wanted to run some more tests, but I protested back until they gave in. 'If you feel sick, do not hesitate to come back' they said with a lot of the doctorly concern. Also, my babies "somehow" have developed fully. I think maybe their Reaper powers can do that...? Anyways, I had asked Bill to take my children to Mikey and Alicia's house and ask them to take care of them while we're gone. i feel so bad that I'm not spending my time with my children like I should but I have to get this done, for them and their futures. I need to know that they're safe especially since the other Gaspard (and the necromancer) are still out there.

"Well," Sofia said pulling out a long scarf from the bag that they put my clothes in. "The old fashioned way. We thought about putting coverup on it but it probably won't work. So a scarf will have to do." Atilla laid out my clothes on the bed, even my shoes. Everyone left the room while I changed, well, everyone except Ville. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at me with puzzling eyes. For the first definate time, I do not know exactly what he's thinking. His facial expression still has that repulsive look on his face but his eyes say something else, but what? I slowly took off my hospital gown, my eyes still on Ville who was checking me out in a new way. I slipped on the shirt that they brought me (my Jack Skellington t-shirt) and then my black skinny jeans. I pulled on my converses and then, at last, my black scarf with the rose on ne of the ends of it.

"Do I look different?" I asked Ville. I felt as if my heart was caught in my throat and that my lungs were slowly deteriorating inside me. He looked at me yet again, raising his eyebrows and then setting them down again. Why is he acting so different? I slowly got closer to the bed and sat on the edge that Ville wasn't sitting on. Still, our closeness made him get up off the bed and lean aganst the wall. I felt my heart drop.

"Not really," he said reassuringly but with another emotion hidden in his sweet voice. "You just look paler. And since you were n the hospital, it's kind of expecting. They won't know anything...I hope." He looked down at the ground with a stone cold expression on his face. I wanted to just jump up and hug him, whether he liked it or not...but I couldn't. I just can't take him acting like this. I can't take being a vampire. I just can't.

"Why are you acting this way?" I finally said, speaking with my heart and every ounce of my soul. "Are you sickened by me, Ville? Because I'm still the same person. I'm still Brandy. I'm just...immortal, like you." I let my eyes look up at him again and again, my heart dropped.

"No," he said sternly. "Not like me at all." The last part was in some sort of a whisper. I felt my eyes glossing over in tears and my lip started quivering. Now, I wanted to scream at him and cry like a child and throw a tantrum. But I can't even do that either. I sank back onto my bed and crossed my arms over my chest. Maybe if we turn Gaspard in and the Elders don't know anything about what I am now, maybe Ville will act normally again? Just stop sobbing, Brandy. Your children need you, your friends need you, and hopefully your husband needs you. You just have to pull it together and be strong.

Dully, I stood up from the bed and straightened out my skinny jeans. I quickly wiped away any stray tears and cleared my throat. "Fine," I said groggily. "I see how it is," I paused and looked at him again and fought off that heart dropping feeling. "Let's just get this done and over with...well, for good this time." He straightened up against the wall with a sympathetic look on his perfect face.

"Brandy, I--"

"No, Ville. It's okay. I know it's hard and I probably do sicken you right now. But, we have to do this for our children. So, let's just get this done and over with and let's get the others and go, all right?" He looked at me with hard eyes and a contorted pained expression. I had to fight off another urge to hug him.

"You don't sicken me..." He said, trailing off at the end as if he had to retihnk what he had said. He slowly walked over to me and placed his hands on my shoulders. "It's not your fault. I know that--"

"Ville, we don't have time for this right now," said I, trying to break away from his grasp. Though I was now stronger than I was, I still could not break his grasp. He was simply stronger.

"We have to make time!" He sighed, taking in deep breaths to calm himself down. He looked at me with a new expression, or maybe an old expression that I have not seen in this last hour or so. Love and sensitivity claimed his face and eyes. I felt myself soften up just a bit and some tears glossed over my eyes too, yet again. Just stay strong, Brandy, stay strong. "Look, this is really hard to explain and-and you know about Reapers and vampires....it's just that instinct...you seem so different to me...I just can't--"

"You just can't love a vampire, right?" I finished for him and I looked down at the ground.

"No, no! Will you stop and just listen to me, please?" he pleaded with his finnish accent. "I just don't know how to adapt to this. You'll crave blood and you can't really be out into the sun and we have two babies....I love you so much. I just don't know ho wit'll work...if the Elders found out about it..."

"I know," I paused again, my thoughts drowning out my own heart. I know what I have to do and deep down, he knows it too. I don't want him being punished for me. "I've decided that...that maybe I should leave after this. I know that you don't like the idea and it just crushes me whenever I think about it. But, I don't want you or the kids getting punished for what Gerard did to me. And-and don't go blaming Gerard for it either because he's having a really hard time adjusting as it is..."

"I don't want you to leave. I don't want you even thinking about it. You're not missing out on our children growing up or anything. We'll just have to hide this all from the Elders. We can ask Atilla if there's any spell or potion that could possibly let you be in the sun and maybe if there's another way for you to feed. We'll think of something." His eyes was polished with tears too. This is so hard and so heartbreakingly disturbing. I hate this so much.

"how do we hide something like this....from..." I started to say but my voice trailed off as I gazed past Ville's shoulders. My green eyes settled on a forming black figure in the corner of the room. Ville turned to look at the shadow that i was staring at. He let out a small gasp as the figure stepped forward in the shape of a woman.

"Hello, Ville. Brandy." A familiar voice greeted us. My mouth gaped open in surprise as she came into the light. I felt like my lungs were being crushed and the blood run to my face.

"Prudence." Ville said coldly.

 

to be continued...

If this awesome pic of Gerard doesn't work...I'll flip...okay, and sorry that I haven't written in a few days....so much drama right now...it really sucks majorly.

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"How could you do this?! I trusted you! She trusted you!"
"I'm so sorry, Ville. I never meant to do it. It--just happened."
"How can it 'just happen'? You were supposed to protect her and my children and you couldn't even do that! You have no idea what you've done!"
"Then tell me for God's sake! What exactly did I do?"
"You really have no idea? Gerard, you--"
"Guys! Shut up! She's waking up!"

It felt to different to be back in my body again. My arms felt heavier and my head felt like it was going to explode. My neck throbbed. Something was wrong, horribly wrong. But what? My eyes slowly opened and the light blinded me. I winced and started to get up into a sitting position. Somehow I expected Ville to be right by my side as soon as I woke up from being put right back into my body. But I found Sofia sitting next to me and Atilla on the other side of me. Ville was at the other side of the room, looking out the window with a red face. The four vampires were sitting in the chairs and were either staring at me or at Ville. Only then did I see Gerard at the opposite corner of Ville, just staring down at the floor with an extremely guilty look on his face.

"What happened?" I said groggly; grasping my neck in pain. Atilla and Sofia exchanged worried glances. Ville continued to stare out the window. Gerard made a small grunt while the other vamps remained silent. Every single person in this room had a grave look on their face. Woory washed over me like a wave. My attention went back to Ville. "Ville? What's going on? What's wrong?" He gleaned at me with some sort of--revulsion on his face or maybe sadness but whatever it was; he never looked at me that way. My heart started to sink.

"Brandy," It was Sofia who started to talk. Her voice was steady and soothing but nothing could mask the worry and pain in her brown eyes. "Brandy--your neck," she paused with tears welling up in her eyes. My neck throbbed in pain and my heart started to race. "I don't know how to tell you this..." Her voice started to trail off as if she was looking for the right words to form in her mouth. "I'm so sorry..."

"What? What's wrong? Somebpdy please tell me!" Gerard sighed and looked up from the ground. His eyes met mine and I found only guilt and sorrow in his. Slowly, with his mind, he was telling me what he did. Oh no. He didn't...he couldn't of...he...

"I'm sorry. It's all my fault," he said with a sob. "I bit you while you were gone. I never meant too. I was just turned and I was so thirsty. I'm so sorry."

"You turned me into a VAMPIRE?!" I yelled at him from across the room. "How could you?! I mean, why...? Why would you come if you knew you were turned?!" I started to hyperventilate. I could feel all of it. The strength in me welled up inside me like a blood from a fresh wound. I could feel the thrist, the desire, the taste...and anger. Vampires and Reapers are mortal enemies. They can't be friends, they can't be family and they can't work together in any way. They're going to take me away from him. We can't be together. All of these obsticles and all of this fighting, was it for nothing?

That's why he's looking at him like he is. He's repulsed by me, by my entity. He hates me. He can't stand me. Why does this have to happen? Why does it have to happen now? Tears welled up in my eyes and spilled out onto my face. I turned my gaze onto Atilla who looked very uncomfortable.

"You said that if I was damned that you couldn't put my soul back into my body!" I sobbed. "This must be something else. It has to be something else!"

Atilla sighed and shook her head, "Crystals can help put souls back into vampire bodies. And yes, vampires do happen to have souls. I'm sorry." No! This can't happen! It just CAN'T! Angrily, I ripped the IV out of my arm and ripped off all the other things they had me plugged into. My eyes flickered to Gerard. I wanted to punch him so badly. I wanted to scream at him and kick him but I couldn't...the pain in his eyes, the sorrow, the guilt...I just can't.

"What do we do now?" I asked, mostly towards Ville who was still staring out the window. Nobody could answer me nobody knows what to say. I don't blame them because I don't know what to say either. My eyes wondered back over to Ville. "You hate me, don't you?" I sobbed without thinking. Finally, he broke his gaze from the window and looked directly at me with his venomous green eyes. He looked down at the ground quickly, like he was thinking, and then back up at me. Slowly, he shook his head.

"I can never hate you." He finally said in barely a whisper. I sighed in relief but another painc slowly arose in me. The Elders, the dame Elders. What if they're listening? Ville strode over to my side as Sofia slowly moved away to go sit next to Tom. Ville took my hand and kissed it softly. He made me smile, just a small smile, but just enough to make me feel a little bit warm inside.

"What do we do now?" I asked again in a whisper. Ville looked at Atilla who just shrugged her shoulders. My eyes rested on his face, his pained face, and I instantly knew what he was thinking. "We still have to go, don't we? To turn in Gaspard?" He nodded but I could see the painful truth in his eyes. "They're going to find out, aren't they?"

 

to be continued...

 

57 Girl Confessions

1. Is it cute when guys kiss you on your foreh​ead?​

It is but I would rather him either kiss my hand or my cheek more lol

2. A big poofy​ dress​ or a short​ party​ dress​?​
Poofy poof poof because they're swirly and fun

3. What would​ you do if you receiv​ed a long love lette​r?​
Read it, get embarassed, then ask my friends for help lol

4. Group​ dates​ or singl​e dates​?​
Single dates because ummm yeah

5. Do you hate it when guys act diffe​rent aroun​d their​ frien​ds?​
Well...in my fantasies, it's okay, in real life...I'm not sure

6. Are diamo​nds a girl’​s best frien​d?​
I like pearls better

7. Is your hair up or down today​?​
Down because it's really short

8. Do you strai​ghten​ your hair?​
Sometimes

9. Favor​ite masca​ra?​
Ummm...the one I ues...?

10. Do you get your nails​ done?​
No, not really

11. Small​ or large​ purse​s?
Either is fine with me

12. In your purse​,​ what are your must haves​?​
MP3 player, about 30 sharpies, 5 pens and 3 pencils, eyeshadow, cheek brush thing, eyeliner, lipstick, lipgloss, mascara, eyelash curlers, highlighters, lash and brow groomer, and notes from ym friends lol

13. Jeans​ or sweat​s?​
Jeans cuz I love jeans

14. Do you wear cloth​es/​shoes​/​jewel​ry that’​s uncom​forta​ble?​
No, I like being confortable

15. Do you text messa​ge a lot?
I don't have a cell phone

16. What would​ you do if you got pregn​ant?​
I'd actually cry, tell the father then tell my mom

17. What’​s your favor​ite color​?​
black, red, blue, purple, white, and grey

18. Heels​ or flats​?​
I love them both

19. Did you ever cry durin​g a roman​tic movie​?​
I have, so yes

20. Would​ you ever leave​ the house​ witho​ut make-​up on?
Not really...lmao

21. Walma​rt or Targe​t?​
Target, Wal-Mart is the source of all evil

22. Do you wear colla​red shirt​s?​
Um no

23. Do you like prepp​y boys?​
*shudders* no

24. Do you think​ lip gloss​ is the best!​?​
I like lipgloss...but lipstick is funner

25. Do you own any big sungl​asses​?​
No...

26. How long does it take you to get ready​ in the morni​ng?​
at least 45 minutes

27. Do you like to wear band-​aids?​
Sometimes...

28. Do you like skate​r boys?​
Of course dudzie

29. Do you often​ wish there​ was somet​hing you could​ chang​e?​
No because everything happens for a reason

30. Gold or silve​r?​
Silver because gold looks like pee

31. Do you like to recei​ve flowe​rs?​
Of course :D Roses are my favorite

32. Do you like surfe​r boys?​
Maaayyybbbeee

33. Do you dress​ up for the holid​ays?​
Um not really, i don't like to get dressed up

34. Do you like to wear dress​eses?​
heehee yes XD

35. On a scale​ of 1-10 how much do guys confu​se you?
about 8 lolz

36. In the last 48 hours​ have you hung out with a guy?
Um no I don't really hang out with guys that much

37. Would​ you date a guy short​er than you?
Um  probably not

38. Do you like to hold hands​?​
heehee...I also like to play with their fingers

39. What is the young​est you would​ date?​
probably a couple monthd to a year

40. What is the oldes​t you would​ date?​
at least 4-8 years

41. What do you notic​e when you first​ meet a guy?
Eyes, facial expressions, smiles

42. Is it hot when guys sweat​?​
not really

43. What is the best featu​re in a guy?
I love if he has long hair and tall and for a personality, I like a nice guy and stuff

44. Do you like makin​g eye conta​ct?
SOmetimes


46. Would​ you kill for choco​late?​
I hate chocolate


47. Did you ever spend​ all day/​night​ getti​ng prett​y for a guy?
not really

48. On a scale​ from 1-10 how fun is shopp​ing?​
like a billion million kajillion dude

49. Do you freak​ out if you miss your favor​ite show?​
not really lol

50. Do you yell a lot?
only when I need too 

51. Do you wear sweatpants​/​pajamas to schoo​l/​work?​
INo, i don't like doing that

52. Have you ever dress​ed unlik​e yours​elf to impre​ss a guy?
no

53. Do you write​ a lot of mushy​ love poems​?​
ewww no
54. What makeu​p could​ you not live w/ out?
eyeliner

56. Do you fall in love easil​y?​
Not really

56. Do you hate cramp​s?​
eww yes

57. Do you think​ you have the beste​st frien​ds ever?​
Of course I have!

Sorry I haven't written again in like a billion years. So much stuff is going on...I hate school. And I've noticed that not as many people are reading this anymore. Is it that bad or is it getting boring? Please let me know.

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Ville wrapped his long arms around me from behind and kissed my cheek gently. He always knows how to comfort me and make me feel all warm inside even if all I could feel was the cold. We sat there for a few moments before Morden had gotten our attention. He walked up to us with the blood stained sword in his teenage hands. William had flung Gaspard over his shoulder. Nobody knows where the other Gaspard went.

"I think maybe we should go now," He said in a calm voice though his chest was heaving and he was drenched in sweat. He's so brave and so young. Hopefully we can fix the future for him so he can have a better life. "Gaspard is unconscious and you guys need to get back so you can put her in her body and everything." Ville nodded and got to his feet and pulled me up with him. I looked to where the other Ville was flung and thought I was looking in a mirror. Well, a mirror that showed you how you'd look in sixteen years. William stalked forward with a slight struggle. My Gerard helped him with his vampire strength. I can't help but to wonder how he got turned and when. If we go back to the past, the Elders would never allow me to be friends with him.

"I'll open the portal back up," William said as he gave Gerard Gaspard to carry. Gerard looked like he wanted to attempt to kill him, but refrained from doing so. William's hands thrusted forwards and a blue light appeared and it opened up like a doorway. Gerard went first, then William. I saw that nobody else made any attempt to step forward.

"Aren't you guys coming?" I asked before I went in. Future Gerard looked at his son and then at everyone else. He made a small notion at Tom, Bill, Gustav and Georg to follow in with Ville and I.

"They will go," Gerard said to me. I smiled and stepped forward to hug Gerard. He was stiff with the hug but I could feel him smile.

"Please don't hate me forever." I whispered to him. I drew back and patted Morden on the head. I don't think he liked that. I looked to where my future self and future Ville were, but they were gone. And off in the distance, I saw two figures walking hand-in-hand back to the house, probably to find Kaiden and Desdemona. Ville took my hand and after the four vampires went through, I heard someone running and my head turned quickly.

"Wait!" A very familiar but estranged voice cried out form the distance. A small woman in a fishnet top and skinny jeans ran her way over to me with a small smile playing on her face. "I want to go too." She said.

"Sofia?" Her name came out of my mouth before I could think. Of course, it's Sofia dumby, who else would it be? She smiled. "Why do you want to come?"

"Oh well, it's kind of a long story and I kind of don't have time to tell you now. But, I will as soon as we get back." I looked bewildered and confused. Why would she want to come back? This is where she belongs. Maybe she wants to clear things up about Gaspard or something? Or to really tell what happened? I looked over at Ville with my questioning eyes and he nodded yes, to let her come with us. I stepped aside automatically to let her step into the portal. She did and we followed without looking back.

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"Okay, so how are we going to do this?" I asked Atilla/Trixie who was hovering over my body with a bunch of crystals and rose petals. Apparently she checked up on me every hour to see if anything back fired. She was throwing red rose petals  across my bed and over my body while placing small crystals  in my upturned hands and on my neck and head.

"You are going to will yourself back into your body. The crystals will help you do so." She said with a smile. I circled around to the other side of my bed I stared down at myself and desparately wanted to be back in my body.

"What are the rose petals fior?" I took a petal in my hand and pinched it inbetween my fingers. Atilla chuckled and continued to do what she was doing.

"I always think that a woman needs to wake up with rose petals spread around her. It makes women feel all happy inside." I couldn't help but to look over to the other side of the room where Ville was talking with Gerard and William. We decided to take Gaspard to the Elders when I'm put back into my body. Sofia was talking to the other vampires who came with us to make sure everything turns out all right. I turned my attention back to what Atilla was doing. She threw petals all over my hair and my face and my neck. Too much, too much rose petals. I moved some of the petals out of my hair and face and neck.....and saw on my neck, there was a wound. How did I get that?

"What's wrong with my neck?" I gasped, looking at it more closely. Ville stalked across the room and gently touched my bodys neck.

"It looks like-"

"I'll heal whatever it is when she's back in her body," Atilla interupted with her arms folded across her chest. "Now lets get this done and over with so you guys can put that monster in Reaper jail or whatever."

"Wait," I said, remembering the graveyard scene. "At the graveyard I used like magic to stop Gaspard from hurting me. What the hell was that about?" Atilla looked at me with a confused face first but then realization stretched across her face.

"Oh that," she said, sounding like it was something to shrug off. "When I corporialized you, I gave you some of my power just in case you needed it. The power should return to me when you get back into your body."

"Oh, thanks," was all I could manage to say about that.

"You ready?" She asked me with big eyes. I looked at Ville but he was looking at the wound on my neck. I nodded. Okay, Brandy, you need to will yourself in. Just imagine being back in your body and other crap like that. I inhaled deeply and felt a tingling all over my body. A light had shone from the crystals that she placed on my body. I felt myself being pulled forward and forward.

"Wait! No!" I heard Ville cry out to me, trying to catch my arm. But it was too late. I was being sucked right back into myself.

 

to be continued....

This week was soooo horrible! My luck literally was just really bad. I had a project due on Thursday (I'm presenting Monday thank the Lord) and all I needed to do was work on the video. And so I come home from school, go onto my computer and as soon as the internet pops up, it was a comcast page and at first I was like "Okay" and then I tried typing in the address bar thingy for yahoo from my email...and it didn't work, so I tried again, it didn't work. So, I was all like "Okay, let me try Buzznet." IT DID NOT WORK! My internet was down for two days! I was BEYOND pissed! I was almost in tears! And then I go into school the next day, I tell my teacher and my partner (yeah, group project) and they were all liek "Okay whatever" about it. But in class we had the laptops and I was thinking that maybe I could get most of the video done. Nope. The fucking thing kept freezing on me. Oh, but I did something so stupid. I emailed myself all the pictures for the project to myself...only to remember that I HAD NO INTERNET! *sighs*

Then,the next day,  my partner, Kiyana, was like "Brandy, I can't type up the paragraphs. Can you type them?" and I just nodded yes and I asked my teacher for a pass to the library for fourth period and he gave me the pass and what not. So, 4th period, I go to the library, only to find out that she did most of the paragraphs about Nelson Mandela, which is fine, but she forgot the Apartheid. So, I started to look up more about the Apartheid and typing them into the paragraphs (which I made into bullet points because it's easier that way) and I look at the little clock thingy at the bottom of the screen and I see that it just turned 11 something and I was like "Shit! I need to save this and email it to myself!" (by that point I had my internet back already). So I think I email it to myself. But when I got home, I checked my email and saw Deanna's email address and the supposed email I sent myself. I EMAILED HER MY PROJECT! And yeah, she didn't attach it to the reply back because she was confused. I had to email her and beg her to send it to me. Then, she sends it to me like two hours later.

Oh, and in english, we are now reading "A Streetcar named Desire" and we're going to see the play in Center City and my teacher was like "Ask your parents" and what not....and my mom had THROAT surgery the day before and she was supposed to be home when I got home and she was, and I asked her, and she said yes, but the yes was in a strained voice. Jeez, perfect timing for my teacher to tell me that. lol.

And yesterday, some kid, usuing one of my sisters ex-bf's names, tells his friend to go up to me and ask me out for him. And the kid went up to me and was like "Yeah, my friend over there in the gray shirt, his name is Kyle, and he wants your number. He thinks your hot." And I reply back, nicely "My mom told me not to give my number out to creepy boys. Oh, And I'm not interested and I really need to focus on my schoolwork." My friends, Deanna and Erendira, were cracking up because I was evil and nice at the same time.

Ugh. And I promise I'll update on "Love Reaper" soon. I just really need to get organized with this school shit. And this is why I hate school. And I didn't really see my crush that much this past week, and not seeing him makes me sad (when I see him, my mood lightens up and he really makes my day ). ♥

sorry I haven't written in a couple days....I've been busy and I just came back to school today and it really sucks cuz I have loads of work! ugh!

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Morden smiled hugely as he neared both Gaspards. Behind him was the doubles of Gerard and Ville followed by William. All had serious and threatening looks on their faces. I felt myself hit the ground and I heard a thump beside me. My older double was lying right next to me with both Gaspards standing in front of us. All these doubles are confusing me. Why does my arm hurt?

I looked up at Morden, he's only thirteen or fourteen but he's so brave and mature, unlike any other kid that I've known who are that age. I wonder how Gaspard treated him. Was he like a father? But by the sounds of it, he was the devil I guess. Mordens eyes were enflamed and his teenage muscle's were bulging in rage. He ran forward, brandishing the sword in front of him, ready to slice and dice. Only if Gaspard wasn't so quick, maybe he would have gotten a strike in. Morden ran into a tombstone that was right next to me, making me flinch as the metal hit the stone with loud clank. My Gerard ran right into the future Gaspard, knocking him to the ground with a strength that only newborn vamp's have. Both of me scrambled to our feet, only to be knocked down again as William rammed into the other Gaspard and us. William started pounding into Gaspard, almost hitting both me and Brandy a few times before I felt someone grip my arm and hoist me up. It was Ville, the one from my present. He pulled the other me up as well.

"Okay, which one is mine?" He said with a small smile as we moved back a few steps.

"I am." I automatically said in response. Ville smiled and kissed my forehead. I looked down at William who was wrestling with Gaspard on the ground. I looked across the fighting scene were the older vamp Gerard and Ville beckoned us to the other side, probably to re-open the portal and get us back safely. I couldn't help myself but to think of how the future would change if we killed them here.  I would have my kids and Ville and I would live our lives together and so could Gerard and LynZ and Frank and Jamia. Though mine and Ville's kids would be half reaper, they'd still have somewhat of a normal life. I would love to have that.

Ville led us around the two fighting scenes and over to the other two. The future Ville and future me hugged ( I really hate all this doubles stuff, it's so confusing). The more matured vampire was on his cell-phone, probably talking to Frank or one of the others from what I could get from the conversaton.

"Yeah, at the cemetery. Tell Raquel and Zui to take LynZ, Jamia, Deanna, Kaiden and Desdemona to the house and to get here as soon as possible." Gerard ordered into the phone. He looked at Morden and the other Gerard and William fighting the two Gaspards and then he looked at his feet. "We're going to need all the help we could get so we can get everyone back safely...All right, Tom, see you in a few." Click, He hung up with Tom and quickly pocketed his cell. He turned to us with a tired look on his face.

"What do we do now?" I asked as I gazed upon the five fighting men. Gerard looked at me and then at the other me and then at Ville and then at the ground. He sighed, shrugging his shoulders.

"I," he said with a small amount of bravery and admiration in his voice. "I am going to fight with my son." He charged in with the crowd now, throwing Gaspard off of Morden as the other Gerard and William laid into the other Gaspard. How could two men do so much damage? Are they really that strong? And with that thought, I saw William get flung into the air as the other Gerard got flung to the side and into a tombstone. William landed on me (why is it always me?).  I was in a daze, and I looked up and saw both Ville's going two different ways. I cried out for each of them but felt like I couldn't get up. William had gotten to his feet only to be knocked down again and hit his head. Somebdoy seized my arm and before I could figure out who it was, I started to fight back.

"Woah, stop kicking, it's me," the person said in a familiar accent. "Tom." My eyes adjusted themselves and I saw the familiar blonde dreads and statuesque face.

"Sorry," I muttered as I saw the vampire coven crowd in the cemetery, armed with their strength and ambition. Bill pulled up Brandy and he led her to a tombstone to hide behind.

"Are you okay?" Tom asked with smiling eyes. I nodded my head and gazed past him, looking for Ville. I saw Gaspard take notice of the German vampire helping me. I think he sensed something else from Tom and jealousy and some rage took over his face. He flung Morden to the side and started to run towards Tom with what looks like to be a knife or a stake in his hands. Defensively, I pushed Tom aside and thrusted my hand forward as if to stop the weapon and Gaspard in their tracks.

"NO!" I screamed as Gaspard hurtled forward. His eyes bulged but it was almost too late to stop. I heard somebody scream my name. I closed my eyes, expecting some sort of pain to send me crashing to the ground. But I felt the strength around me, surrounding me like an ocean. I heard Gaspard scream and I looked up and saw him fly at least 30 feet back. A blue light come from my hand and I looked at it with a shocked expression on my face. Everyone stopped at glared at me with amazement on their faces.

"It can't be..." I heard the older Gaspard gasp under his breath then trail off at the end. He got up, as if her were to run, but in one swift movement, Morden attacked, taking him off guard, stabbing Gaspard in the heart.

"I can't die, you know," Gaspard said, short of breath.

"I know that," Morden said with an air of confidence. "This will just knock you out until we get you to the Elders so they can punish you." I fell to my knees, still staring at my hand but also paying attention to everything Morden was saying. This kid is good at what he's doing. I wonder if LynZ taught him, or maybe even Sofia.

I flet a hand on my shoulder and I saw the other me looking down at me. "What was that?" She asked, looking at her own hands. I shrugged.

"I-I don't know. Maybe Atilla/Trizie was right. Maybe I am part witch or something." I looked up, snapping back into reality as I just remembered both Ville's being thrown into different directions. I got to my feet and looked around worriedly. I saw my Ville lean up on his elbow and with his other hand, he rubbed his head. I ran over to him, kneeling down beside him like a worried wife would do.

"Are you okay, Ville?" I asked, touching his head. He moved himself into a sitting position and looked up at me with questioning eyes.

"I'm fine," he replied a few moments later. "The question is: Are you okay?"

I looked down at the ground and put myself into a sitting position as well. I ran my hand threw the grass once before I loked up at him again. I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Truth is, I have no fucking idea."

 

to be continued....

It is very weird. Three days ago, when it all started, I put some "Sweet Pea" lotion on and as soon as I was done putting it on, my hands turned beat red and started burning. It hurt so much, even when I washed it off. The next day, I tried putting on some lotion that I have always used before and it burned my skin too, very badly. Then, when my mom came home, she took out some lotion for me to try, and at first, it didn't do anything so I was like "Thank God" but like a few seconds later, my hands turned even more red and the burning started again. And then, we tried the Eucerin that helped me with my sking before, it burned me too. Now, I can't wear lotion ...I have to use vaseline. Grrr, vaseline is sticky. And what I want to know is, why the sudden allergic reaction? It's so stupid because I've used each of those lotions before and they never have done anything like that before three days ago. It's so weird.