My World
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
"Talking"
'Thought'
Flashbacks/Dreams
I couldn't believe this…
I thought I was dreaming…
That my mother wasn't lying there…
Dead.
Chapter 1: New Places
"We all must remember Alyssa Bennet in our hearts. She leaves behind a daughter Sarina Bennet and a husband Kael Bennet. She was a beloved mother and wife, but now she is with the Father," the priest continued his service, but I had tuned him out dead to the sympathy and 'looks' I was receiving.
She's gone.
My mother age 37 was found throat slit on our kitchen floor her eyes glassy and un-seeing, her body lying in a horrible angle as if she had been drug then slung down again. The person who had found her was me.
Not coming back ever.
I had come home from a get together with friends to be with my mom. I had walked through the door wondering idly why it was unlocked and continuing forward to the kitchen calling for my mother wondering if maybe she was going to surprise me with a new snack she had thought of. Instead I found her mutilated.
Blood everywhere.
My father squeezed my hand alerting me to the now ending services, and pulling me from the memories of hell I was having.
My mother not seeing anything now.
"Come on Sari we need to go thank someone for coming really quickly." His voice was raw and rough, mostly due to the fact when he had found out he had screamed bloody murder and became a madman. Then again it was also due to stress from this as well.
Who cares what they need?
My father quietly lead me through the throngs of people who had known mom and who reached out to offer remorse again.
They don't know.
We came up to a man in a wheelchair who looked Native American and a man standing beside him who looked the same there were four other people, but I paid them no attention my eyes were locked on this proud man in a wheelchair who looked grimly to my father…
Do you understand my misery?
"Billy thank you for coming…I know it came as a…shock…We are…I….mean…"my father struggled to come up with the words he needed to say and I reached my free hand out and patted his back as a sob broke through.
Why are the words so hard to grasp now?
"It's alright Kael we understand and we have no problem taking in Sarina." His gravelly voice knocked the wind out of me.
You too?
'Take me in?' I thought my hands dropping to my side as I locked eyes with my father.
I am all alone I can feel it coming.
"Father what does he mean?" my voice came out whispered as I read the unbearable agony on his face.
My mind trying to push out and expand.
"I…am…being held—"his voice cut off as I gave a screech of pain and anger.
A sharp pain in my head and I lose focus
"NO! YOU DIDN'T KILL MOM I KNOWTHAT! IT'S NOT RIGHT THEY CAN'T TAKE YOU AWAY TOO! DADDY NO!" my hands grabbed his jacket as he let out a cry trying to make me calm down the boy who had been beside Billy came up to me grabbing my arms and lifting me.
You don't know my strength, but I could kill father too.
"NOOOOOOOOOO!" my agony was vast… Now I understood why the undercover officers had been at the funeral and had stayed at our home. They were taking away my daddy. My cries only became louder and fiercer when an officer came up to my father and touched him on the shoulder.
My mind is in such agony, tension building.
I watched as my father handed Billy an envelope and turned away.
I am going to burst.
"DADDY!" my screech was ear piercing and full of abandonment. He turned toward me and gently waved his face full agony equal to mine, but nowhere near as close as I felt.
I can sense a new ache.
I became aware of a voice in my ear it was the man who had caught hold of me.
It is not my ache only an empathy.
"Stop Sarina and I'll let go. There's nothing you can do." His deep voice made me go limp.
Who are you?
"He's gone now too." I said brokenly not even fighting anymore.
Can you hear me?
"Come on." The man said leading me to where the others had taken place. They all held concern in there expressions, but one of the other males looked downright in pain as if my pain was his too.
Are you the one?
"I'm sorry for…--" my voice stopped as I realized that I was apologizing over the fact that my father had just been ripped away from me under five days since my mother's death.
I can feel it.
The boy who had looked in pain once more had that look only with more hurt in his expression. Gently he stepped forward and enveloped me in a hug. I stood still as his heat crashed over me and warmed my cold body.
Change.
"W-what are you doing?" I gasped out blood rushing to my face.
Need.
"You need one." Was all he said and then I began to cry even more and I was hugging this stranger back.
Love.
"Thank you…so much" I blubbered as he rocked me side to side.
Thank you so so much
(This first chapter is short and everything b/c the story is still pretty new in my head…I've run through so many scenarios in my head about Sarina I don't know which to use. I think this will work. Sarina's powers come into light next chapter and it will be A LOT longer chapter. The man hugging her is the imprinter, weird way to say it, but you won't really know who it is until Chapter 3. NAH!)