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Matilda Alice Swan
I knelt down and patted my mum's head.
"Bye"
She trembled and there was a faint crease in her brow.
Movement, that was a good thing.
My mother has been trapped in a series of nightmares after my grandmother, Renee died. My mum had always been broken; my father had left her when she was pregnant.
My grandfather was shot the day after, she fled to Jacksonville the day after the funeral. Renee took care of her and me. She was catatonic the first months of her pregnancy,
and since Renee died 3 years ago she has been .As much as I love her, I wish she would wake up and be the adult for once; but when I see her eternal eighteen year old face
I know I am asking for too much. When Grandma Renee told me that when she lived with mum in Phoenix; mum was the one who acted like the adult and took care of her.
I doubted this, but as they say like mother like daughter. My mother used to be so free and silly. Renee told me that she wasn't always like this she said the trauma of grandpa's
death, my father leaving, and my birth wiped her out and she emerged a new soul. Strange things happened to mother she wouldn't eat anything that wasn't raw meat,
she was hard and cold, she was pale, fast and graceful. My mother had always been very talkative and open. Renee always said the opposite that she was shy and clumsy.
I knew she hadn't forgotton what happened though. The first fourteen years of my life, my mother stressed what I am and my quite abnormal heritage.
My dad was a vampire. Not the scary types, he wanted to be good and was a vegetarian. He was very tall and always the perfect gentlemen. To my mother,
he was her personal Greek god, who called himself a monster and a killer. He was very smart, had gone through high school many times, and had two medical degrees.
He played piano, a talent I inherited from him. He could read minds. He had a wonderful family a burly bear-like big brother, a drop-dead gorgeous ice queen sister,
a psychic midnight haired pixie, and blonde empath brother. There was a father, who was the purest person she'd ever met who only wanted to do good, and his equally kind
Snow White wife. My mother hadn't really raised me,that was all Renee, she had just entertained me as I grew and she had observed my vampiric traits.
I had to hunt once a month, I could run very fast, flexible, graceful. I had photographic memory and could go out in the sun. I slept. Renee had died in a car accident with Phil
when I was 14, we buried them and left the country. My mother couldn't take the memories. We bought tickets to the first plane going off to the other side if the world.
We luckily went to London. She was sane then, she enrolled me in school, had a job, bought a small apartment, took care of me; it wasn't until the day we went to a museum
and they talked about Cromwell. She had whispered "Carlisle" and blacked out. Anything that reminded her of Forks made her go into unconsciousness. The biggest problems
with his were it rained constantly in London, too. The curtains were always drawn so if she would wake up she could probably avoid passing out. My bronze hair and my eyes
were a huge problem. Around her I wore hats or my hair in a bun. I also had to cover my left eye around her, I had two colors for my eyes my left a liquid gold, with light green
and topaz and my other eye was emerald green. She never woke up only when she was thirsty, I could talk to her. It would be like old times. She usually was unconscious
and she murmured, screamed, and trembled. I was mad at her, for being selfish and being so wrapped up in her little nightmares. I didn't want to spend my life like this, and I hoped
this was only temporary insanity.
A/N: First chapter is pretty bad, I know. I feel so guilty for not updating any of my stories but this idea was haunting me! I'm going to post some more chapters of this so you guys can get a better idea of what's going on. It will be ExB soon, I promise.
If you think you think Matilda rocks...review.