“𝐈𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬.”
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«𝐂 𝐔 𝐑 𝐒 𝐄 𝐃»
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Bellamy Rose
YESTERDAY WAS a long and tiring day since Sophia stayed the night over at my place. We were up all night talking about various things.
Time flies when you're with your best friend. We talked about our childhood where everything was so easy. Where our little shoulders were free from any sort of responsibilities. Where our innocent faces only had smiles all day long. Where we were taught only how to stay happy.
Growing up, I only realized that the blissful childhood we all had at a point was just a shield protecting our little selves from the horrid world. The monsters we were told to stay away from just seemed to be a myth for us back then but how could our little selves believe that they were, in fact, real and much uglier in person. I wish that every creature was cursed to stay in their childhood away from all the gruesome realities. If only that could ever happen.
''Mama hold me.'' Little Bellamy urged her mother to scoop her up in her arms where she could feel secure.
"My Belle." Her mother smiled with tears of joy in her eyes to see how her daughter was growing into such a beautiful girl. "If only I could be here with you, my sweet child," She said while wiping a tear that was exposed to her cheek.
"But Mommy, you are here," Little Bellamy came closer to her mother and wiped the second tear.
"I'll always love you, sweet and I am always with you," She said while slowing flying away like a dandelion.
My eyes shot open. I could feel the dried tears stained on my cheeks. I was so close to my mother; if only she was here.
Teens of my age are so lucky and blessed to have both of their parents by their sides. I yearn for just a glimpse of my mother, for her touch on my cheek. I yearn for a mother-daughter moment with her. I wish and wish and eternally wish to be with her and papa at the same time. I yearn for a family moment.
I stood up from my bed and went to my window to opened it. I felt a cold shiver all over my body. The wind was howling, the leaves from the trees were rustling. A storm was about to hit, one that could be destructive yet bring calmness in me.
Few people who were outside their homes were running for shelter. What was about to come? I held myself tightly. In the distance I could see the storm terrorizing the town up ahead, scaring young children.
I could even hear the light pitter-patter of the hail as it stormed down towards the ground. It was coming. The sky started to rumble loudly. I saw a flash of lightning up ahead. I was terrified from such loud storms since I was a child. I was scared what it would bring along with itself but today I felt nothing like that.
The only thing I could feel was calmness as the winds soothed me. I could feel the energy, energy of something so strong that it could destroy each and everything near it. The kind of energy that could destroy the whole world.
But still, I stood near my window with my eyes closed and a smile on my face. The thunder rolled again for a long time. Another lightning bolt came from the sky. A crackling sound came.
Why was I standing here? What was glue-ing me at this spot? I took a deep breath and within seconds I was out of my house. My feet were automatically moving to the destination I was bound to go to. My mind was blocked, my brain felt numb. Soon I realized I was walking towards the forest.
I started to walk, then jog, and then I ran as fast as I could towards the way I was meant to lead. I stopped silently as the wind died down a bit but not for long. I couldn't see a thing; the sky was so dark I couldn't see where I was going. As the sky cleared a bit I smelt the familiar smell.
The rain was pitter-pattering loudly. I was in a chant, in a magical aroma, the only thing which was making me feel alive was the scent. The scent of everything, the scent made me feel as if it was connected to me, belonged to me, filled me, tied to me, and yearned for me.
"And what are you doing here in such disastrous weather, witty lady." I opened my eyes and was shocked to see where I stood. Lukas was standing at a distant. He wasn't affected by the thunderstorm, infact, he stood firm. On the other hand, I was trembling.
I felt the scent coming from him but it did not connect him. It was as if he came through it- but wasn't his.
"Wait, wasn't I home?" I muttered to myself. Even though I was familiar with the forest but the path on which I was standing was not at all familiar to me.
But then it came to me, the path on which I was standing wasn't familiar at all. My body stiffened as the realisation hit me. "I am standing on the restricted zone."
"Relax, you're fine. Though, you shouldn't have come here." Lukas's attitude shifted. He was much stern and serious now.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because this is the place where he was born," He said in a very low voice. If it weren't for the super hearing, I wouldn't be able to hear what he just said.
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Vincentius Dante
The darkness once again consumed me and I was left with one thing which was rage. I was angry, so angry that the power and the energy I was radiating was dangerous. It was radiating so quickly that I didn't realize the grey stormy clouds covered the whole sky, a thunderstorm was about to come.
I screamed in agony and as I screamed the clouds produced such a blaring harsh noise that shook the ground slightly. My blue eyes now had a silver lining in it and as the silver lining came, it brought lightning bolts in the sky.
Now I only felt pain, bone-crushing pain. Not the kind of pain which felt on the first shift, but the kind of pain which occurred when thousands of bones were thrown in a pit of fire. I felt the excruciating burning of bones and I couldn't, I just couldn't control it.
I fell on my knees as hot tears started streaming down my face and as they fell, the heavy clouds started pouring down. My body was burning, even the touch of fire was nothing compared to how hot my body had become.
"Vince, Oh Goddess." Genevieve came rushing towards me and touched my shoulder. As soon as she touched, she winced in pain and brought her hand back as quickly as it came.
"Go away Genevieve, go," I said in pain. Genevieve stood up and rushed towards the bathroom. She brought a wet, cold cloth and draped it on me. I yelled in pain, profanities came out of my mouth.
Slowly the pain was going away, Genevieve knew what to do in such circumstances. She knew how to handle me, my rage, and the destruction which came along with me.
I was slowly dragged towards the bed by the support of my sister. My body was drenched in sweat. Moments rolled by and I saw myself going in a deep slumber.
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Chapter seven!
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