Please do not read until you have finished Blue Moon. Or else its going to get very confusing. This is my first Fanfic, so be nice!
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"Damen…baby…there's something I need to tell you."
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EPOV
I opened my mouth to say it. The awful truth. I had to do it sooner or later, and if I keep my mouth shut for any longer, Damen would think that I want to move on.
Come on, Ever! Now or never!
No. Not now. I'll…tell Damen later.
What would I say? I imagined myself leaving a message on his answering machine. Hey Damen, yeah even though we're, like, going to be together for the rest of eternity, Roman put a curse on you. If I kiss you or mix my DNA with yours, you'll die. Yeah, I know that sucks. Call me when you get back! I cringed. That would be the worst way to put it. Blunt and quick.
"Ever…" Damen started, pleading me with his eyes, telling me to just spill out whatever was going on. I couldn't. My hands were shaking and my eyes were filling up with tears again. He started to run towards me.
"No!" I screamed. I didn't intend to shriek on such a high-pitched note, but I did, and both of us cringed. I started running. Because if Damen were to come right now and give me a hug or any kind of embrace, my traitor tears would start spilling over on his skin.
"Ever…Please. I'm begging you. What is going on? And…why are you…" He didn't continue but I already knew what he was going to say.
I hugged myself, with my back to him. I tried to curl into the smallest ball my body could do. My head was telling me to stay away, but my body was craving his touch. "I'm so sorry Damen. I…I can't right now. It's not time yet." My voice was shaking, and I was seriously snotting on myself.
"Ever, if this is about me I'll try to fix it. I'm hating how I'm doing nothing while your crying your eyes out." His voice was thick with concern and I was beating myself up about it.
Then I closed my eyes, imagined myself back at home, and when I opened my eyes I was back in room.
I quickly scampered off to find a Kleenex but paused to see myself in the mirror. Tangled blonde hair, blue eyes with the whites having little red veins in them, my pale face, and my lips were quivering. Great. I feel awful and I look awful.
Then I realized I've been in Summerland with Damen for nearly two hours. Two hours! It was already ten o'clock so I started getting ready for bed. That felt like the best solution, since my head was spinning.
I brushed my teeth, changed into my pajamas and settled into my bed. My head ached.
My head never ached like this, only when way too many people were touching me. Meaning I can see they're every thought. And, every single person has an aura. Which is a beacon of any colour on the very top of their head. Their aura really is like a mood detector. Which only real psychics can see.
Ever since the accident, that took my parents, sister and my dog, I've been psychic this whole time. No one knows about it. Sabine, my aunt who offered me her home, doesn't know. If she did she would probably have a stroke. Miles, one of my two friends, sort of knows, but only the beacon of colour part. Having him know all the details would be pretty awful. And Haven, my other friend is clueless.
I rolled onto my side and closed my eyes.
I remembered Damen's first day of school. And I noticed how odd it was when he didn't have an aura. I thought I was having an off day or something but that never happened. Then a few weeks later, I've learned that he was an immortal. And that he turned me into an immortal too, without even telling me. Yeah, first I was mad but then I thought it was pretty reasonable. I mean after four hundred years, of finding your true love and then dying, you do get pretty impatient.
And then all my memories halted. School. Damen. Damn, now I have to explain to Damen why I was acting like a loser before and why I ditched him in Summerland. My head whirled, and I clutched my pillow with a death grip, squeezing my eyes closed.
But then I remembered Damen's kiss, his soft embrace, his sexy smile, and I dozed off, not giving a second thought of what would happen tomorrow.