Hello! Wow it has been a long time since I've been on this site. For those of you reading my other fic, I haven't forgot about it. I'm just in a real slump right now. I've just lost all focus on that story because some really bad things happened around the time that I started writing it so I'm kinda gun shy when it comes to trying to write a new chapter for it as of right now. So I'm just going to set it aside and see if I can get focused on it again. I'm very sorry though. So I'm hoping by working on this one I'll get my motivation to work on the other one too.
But moving on! I really wanted to give this idea a shot for a long time now and I finally decided to throw it out there and see what y'all think. I also wanted to jump back into writing because I obviously haven't done much of it in a loooong time lol. I know it's short but it's just the intro kinda thing. And I promise it'll get better and it SHOULD be an interesting story if you give me a chance to work on it. And I hope I can make this unique for you to read so it doesn't seem like some of the other stories.
The Buffy world is also going to play a part in some of it, but don't worry if you haven't seen the show you wont get confused when the characters come into play because I'm going to explain everything you need to know :D But I HIGHLY advise you watch Buffy anyway because it's amazing.
So please review and give me some feedback! Well, I hope you like what I got so far. Just remember things WILL get better if you're not feeling it so far..
I'll also add that I do not own ANY characters. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer. And the Buffy characters belong to the great Joss Whedon.
"Feels Like Home", by Edwina Hayes
Something in your eyes, makes me wanna lose myself
Makes me wanna lose myself, in your arms
There's something in your voice, makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life
If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how long I've been so alone
And if you knew how I wanted someone to come along
And change my life the way you've done
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
A window breaks, down a long, dark street
And a siren wails in the night
But I'm alright, 'cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see, through the dark there is light
Well, if you knew how much this moment means to me
And how long I've waited for your touch
And if you knew how happy you are making me
I never thought that I'd love anyone so much
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way the back where I come from
It feels like home to me, it feels like home to me
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong
"Alice please. Just stop and think about what you're doing.", Rosalie pleaded while watching her sister come out of another vision. She watched her tiny, shaking hands pull desperately at her short locks. Rosalie winced and turned her gaze away as a squeal escaped Alice's lips.
Seeing her sister like this is just too much. She wasn't always like this though. There was a time when Alice was the sun of the Cullen family. Her wind chime laughter would float through this dark, cold house and bring it back to life along with all those residing in it. Metaphorically speaking of course since every heart in each Cullen chest stopped beating years ago.
"I can't stop Rosalie!", she cried out as her knees became weak and she felt herself getting closer to the floor. She expected to be in an emotional ball curled up on the carpet right now, but she was pleasantly surprised when she felt Rosalie surronding her, holding her tightly as she sobbed. "You and I both know it's far too late to stop."
"And who's fault is that?", Rosalie hissed through clenched teeth as she shoves the broken girl to the floor and stands up swiftly in one full motion. "I love you Alice but look at what you've become. Look at what you've done to yourself!"
Alice looked away as if she was about to strike her. She's fully aware that she brought this all on herself. Her dry lips begin to tremble as she turns her focus back to the blonde bombshell standing above her, "I know Rosalie. I hate that these visions have taken over my life. I hate that it's like an addiction I can't kick!... but I can't let them go. I can't let her go.", she takes a moment to look around her bedroom. Like everything else, this room use to be so bright and so beautiful. The walls use to be cluttered with sketches and paintings that Alice created. Many were from countries that her and her family had visited. Each one had a unique story to tell. Alice and Rosalie use to spend their sleepless night laying on the bed taking turns pointing to pictures and then talking and laughing about all the crazy things that happened their. One still hasn't topped the time Emmett climbed the Eiffel Tower and acted like he was King Kong. That's why he's Rosalie's ''monkey man''.
But one night Alice had a vision that changed everything. The paintings came down and the portraits of a mysterious girl went up. And she quickly took over Alice's entire existence. After the first vision Alice was hooked and she couldn't stay out of her life. If only she knew now the damage it would cause to her sanity. And eventually her relationship with her family..
Even then though she wouldn't stop or change a thing. Because she knew deep down that her and this girl were connected and that she had to protect her. She did it once before so why stop now? Especially after that last vision..
Alice's dark eyes fell upon one of the drawings hanging loosely on the wall. When her beautiful face clouds over her mind she pulls the pencil she always keeps with her out of her pocket and grabs one of the sheets of blank paper that are conveniently scattered across the floor and lets her hands take over. She then slaps her finished work on one of the bare spots on the red wall.
The sketch is so detailed it could be mistaken for an actual photo. By the looks of it this girl is no more than 18 years old. Her long, wavy chocolate brown hair falls like waves down her pale shoulders. Her deep brown eyes forever burn a hole into Alice's brain. How could this girl, this human cause all this emotional stress without knowing for one second that she's doing it?
"Why are you doing this to me?", Alice whimpers as if she's going to get an answer. That would definately be more proof that she's losing what is left of her mind.
Rosalie speaks up instead, "You know nothing about this girl. Let her go."
"I know enough to know that would be a very bad idea.", she growls while jumping to her feet. Rosalie takes a few steps back. Good girl.
Seeing that the blonde isn't going to push her any further, Alice's stiff posture relaxes and she quickly returns to her vulnerable state.
"I just don't understand why you care so much about this girl you've never even met."
"Not officially", The pixie retorted with an amused smile. "I know you don't understand and you probably never will. But by giving myself over to the visions, I've seen too much.. I'm in too deep now."
"But don't you care that it's hurting you?", Rosalie whispered.
"No.", she answered truthfully.
"I do.", the blonde said in voice so low only a vampire could hear.
"I'm sorry.", Alice looked down to the floor in thought, "I have to continue what I've started though... and if I don't, she will die."
Rosalie's lips formed into a straight line and her eyes narrowed. Now she was very interested in this girl, "What did you see Alice?"
The smaller girl swallowed and met her gaze, "She's coming to Forks" a pause "and if I don't help her, she wont be leaving."
So what do you think? There will be more in the next chapter and it will be longer. I'll try my best to get it up soon!
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