// CLIFF JUMPING \\
Seraphina had been blank for three weeks after the funeral of Caleb Winters. Her eyes would always watch the forest outside of hers and Jasper's balcony or it would linger onto the box that she had yet to open.
She couldn't open it though. Not just because Caleb had demanded she wait until she were engaged, but also because it was just so much like Caleb.
Her mind was foggy and plagued with all the memories of her deceased best friend, and Seraphina was finding it hard to do anything.
She wouldn't eat much, to which her body weight began to decrease. Her skin became paler, her blue eyes became more dull.
Jasper and Alex could do nothing but watch as Seraphina spiraled again.
The two felt hopeless, useless and saddened by the fact that they simply could not help Seraphina Grayam.
The Cullens' home was silent. It wasn't filled with Seraphina's melodious laughter, instead, it was just filled with silence. The most deafening thing there was.
A ringtone rippled through the cloak of silence, though, and made Seraphina look away from the damned box. She slowly stood and walked to the dresser, where her phone lay, and she picked it up. Her mouth twitched in a smile before she answered.
"Hey, Bella."
"Hey, Seraphina."
"You called?" Seraphina asked, as though it were obvious, and Bella laughed softly on the other side of the line. The brunette had been waiting to check up on Seraphina, but she never knew when the right time would be...all events considered.
"Want to go on a hike?" Was all Bella asked and Seraphina pursed her lips. It'd be good to get out once in a while, wouldn't it?
"Uh..sure." Seraphina hesitantly answered, and unbeknownst to her, Bella beamed on the other end of the call.
"Meet me at the beach." Seraphina nodded and before she could end the call, Bella hung up on her. Pulling her lips into a straight line, Seraphina wondered on whether she should tell Jasper or Alex that she was going out. It would be smart to, wouldn't it? But...who's to say Seraphina was smart? She certainly didn't feel it. If she was, she'd know who had murdered her best friend.
Shaking her head, Seraphina did the simple thing she shouldn't have done. She lept off the balcony and began sprinting towards La Push beach. She knew it was the one Bella was speaking off, after all, what other beach does Bella know about? Seraphina took a small look behind her shoulder, but no one followed so she pushed her legs harder and got to the beach much faster.
The clouds that overlooked the vicious ocean only put a damper on the girl's mood. The saddened weather just made it more sad for Seraphina to find comfort in the smell of the salty ocean water. The twirps of birds just put a sort of edge on Seraphina, once she couldn't explain, as they circled above her head. Crows.
A bad omen. A bird that symbolises death and the transformational process between physical and spiritual world.
Seraphina almost felt like she could urge. But there was something within her that was urging her to go to the cliff.
"Sara?" Seraphina didn't jump in her skin. Instead, she turned slowly and smiled sadly at her adoptive sister. Bella smiled sympathetically and opened her arms, willing to allow physical contact if it meant her sister could have comfort.
Seraphina didn't fall into Bella's arms like she had to any one else that had hugged her within the last three weeks. Instead, she turned her head to look at the cliff once more. The idea of cliff jumping crossed her mind, to which she hoped the violent waves would trap her under and she would drown.
Perhaps the memories would go away....
"Seraphina? You okay?" Bella asked, concern enveloping her mind at the revelation that her adoptive sister was not okay.
"Why is his death affecting me so much?" Seraphina weakly asked. She wanted, she needed, the answer.
"You're mourning." Was all Bella could come up with. And Seraphina turned and glared with rage.
"I don't want to fucking mourn! I should be mourning!" Seraphina screamed at Bella, but her mouth closed quickly as her eyes became dazed.
"Honey?" A woman Seraphina recognised to be Mrs. Winters called out to her husband, who was sitting on the sofa. A bloody chefs knife in his hand and a small puddle of crimson liquid underneath. "I think our Caleb's a little late. Aren't you worried dear?"
When Mrs. Winters received no response from her dear husband, she walked into the living room. Her eyes caught on to Mr. Winters' lifeless body. She frowned and grabbed the bloody knife.
"I told you not to use my good knife." She scowled before her eyes seemed to glaze over.
Seraphina gasped and reeled back from the rail by the road, her throat wanted to scream so badly but she clamped a hand to her mouth, in hopes to stop the scream.
"Sara? You okay?" Seraphina jumped as Bella placed a hand on her shoulder. She opened her mouth to reply, but the scream that was itching to leave her throat erupted. Not like Bella could hear, because she wasn't a supernatural being, but others could.
The scream rippled out throughout the town of Forks.
Inside the Cullen's home, Jasper shared a look with Alex as the faint echoes of the wail found its way to them.
"Sara?" Alex questioned and Jasper just took off. He sped through the woods, not caring in who would've seen. He just needed to find Seraphina.
"What the-" Bella mumbled before her eyes widened, realisation dawning on her. At the horrified look that was residing on Seraphina's face, Bella was quick to grab Seraphina's shoulders and sit her on the ground. "Breathe." She said softly as Seraphina's chest heaved.
Her eyes were blank, as though she were still stuck in the trance she was in when she predicted Mr. and Mrs. Winters' deaths.
A rustle in the trees snapped Seraphina from the state she was in. Springing into action, she stood and shoved Bella behind her, glaring at the spot in the trees.
"Easy, tiger. Glare at me much more 'n' i'll be set a light." Alex chuckled, walking out of the treeline. Seraphina immediately dropped her stony glare and her lip quivered. Alex caught eyes with Bella and smiled softly. "Nice to see you again, Bells."
"Y-Yeah." She said heartedly, and Seraphina rolled her eyes. Strong arms wrapped themselves around her and Seraphina breathed out in relief.
"Jaz." She whimpered, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her head in his neck. "They're dead, Jasper."
"Who are?"
"Mr. and Mrs. Winters." She mumbled and Jasper sighed. Too many people that meant too much to the girl in his arms were dying.
"Why don't we go for a walk? Get your mind off of it." Seraphina nodded and the couple began walking. Where to? Most likely the Cullens' home.
The green trees seemed to hum to the tribrid, calming her nerves as she intertwined her hand with Jasper's.
"You know....i was the youngest Texas Major in the Confederate Army." He said out of no where and Seraphina's eyes widened.
"In the Civil War?" Jasper nodded and Seraphina laughed softly. "That's...pretty cool, to be fair."
"I thought so..." Jasper trailed off and Seraphina gave his hand a squeeze.
"Were you all cow-boy like? Riding horses? And-"
"Yes." Jasper chuckled and nodded his head. The couple came out to a clearing and Seraphina stopped, the sun was still hidden behind the clouds, so she didn't have to worry about Jasper's exposure to becoming all sparkly. She, instead, raised her free hand to tangle in with his curly hair.
"You'd look good in a uniform." She smirked, and Jasper just breathed out a laugh and turned to the side. At least her mind was taken off of the incident.
"You'd look good as my wife." He retorted and Seraphina snickered.
"Only if you put a ring on it." She said, using the same words as she had when the two first started dating almost a year ago.
"Maybe i will." He whispered, lowering his head to her neck. He kissed it softly, before kissing her jaw and then her lips. The feeling of happiness never left him, and he begged to whatever Gods were in the sky that his Seraphina would never be taken from him. "Speaking of which...." Jasper pulled away, letting go of her hand and pulling a box from his pocket. "I was going to do this earlier but all events considered, i think now will be fine." He got on one knee and Seraphina gasped, all horrific imagery of Mr. and Mrs. Winters' lifeless bodies left her mind. "Seraphina Grayam, will you do me the honours of being my wife?"
SORRY FOR SUCH A LONG WAIT
HOLY CRAP WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??