A/N: sorry that this too so lond to update!
please forgive me!
i let this chapter write its self- was came to my head was written, ideas just pop into my head- the result? a chapter that i am very happy with!
:)
i am not Stephanie Meyer- all the characters belong to her (apart from the ones made by my own imagination!)
Questions
"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reasons for existing.
One Cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity,
of life, of the marvellous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery everyday.
Never lose a holy curiosity."
Albert Einstein (1879-1955)
Jane POV
"Jane". My brother spoke his words softly.
"Alec!", I spun round to face him, and gingerly and cautiously wrapped my arms around his small frame. Feeling his warmth radiate to be, was a comfort to me.
I may be an orphan, but so was Alec- we were in this together.
"what are we to do?", it seemed I had more questions than answers. Judging by Alec's silent response, it appeared he had no answers to my questions either.
So we stood there, in the alley way, just staring into each others eyes, trying to figure out what one another was thinking, and what they were planning.
Slowly, time began to mean something again- I was first to tear my eyes away from my brothers face.
A light sigh escaped my chapped lips, we needed a plan. Preferably fast.
Alec was the first to speak, his voice was light and as soft as a whisper, "we should run--"
I was about to protest, but he silenced me with a look that instantly made me close my mouth.
"We need to find somewhere safe- away from here" he continued in the same tone.
"And how do you plan to do that?", again with the God-damn questions! Did I really have no answers!?
An eerie silence followed.
No answers.
It worried me.
Alec POV
My hand felt like it was on fire.
The slow pain of my hand hitting Jane's cheek rushed up my arm causing a stinging sensation, which rushed through my veins in a quick heat.
My eyes felt watery- I felt weak.
My weakness forced me to me knees. Jane dragged herself to me- her hair in a matted mess around her face, the sweat drops still lingering on her porcelain face.
Her face was panic and confusion all in one, her eyes were nervously darting around her, like that of a bewildered animal.
The only sound in this small confined room was my heavy breathing, and the shallow quick breaths of my sister.
"Forgive me" I breathed in a single heavy breath, when she reached me I clutched to her, her fingernails digging into the flesh on my arms- but her grip never loosened.
We sat in this stated for some time before I murmured once more in her ear "forgive me sister"
I caught one more look at her tear stained face, her eyes full of anticipation and burning with fear…
*
A sudden knock on the door woke us from our daytime slumber, a knock which was shortly followed by a much more prominent and urgent bang.
We hurriedly scurried to our feet, tripping over a couple of times in the process and janes face was a pure picture of distress and panic.
"Don't panic Jane, you know what to do".
Her head nodded in agreement, her eyes found place at the door. She was focused.
Her fist were curled into balls- so tight I swear the bone was going to tear through her skin any moment.
I copied her notion and focused ahead.
"Open the door little ones or we will open it for you!" came the mocking, harsh voice from behind the door.
"Keep quite" I mouthed in Jane's direction.
Her face did the slightest nod in agreement, not daring to move too much.
Due to the amount of concentration, she began to shake, "easy Jane- not yet, keep calm" I whispered.
Her body stopped shaking, and I began to yet again regain my focus on the task ahead.
"I'm not joking!", came the gruff voice.
Of course we had no intention of opening the door, and he knew that- he was only taunting us, as the authorities do in this day and age. A sudden thought came to my attention, a though that made me do something that could make this man either run away like a dog with its tail between its legs, or break down the door of our home before my very eyes.
So I laughed, I threw my head back and laughed. The sound brightened my face, and I'm sure Jane's did exactly the same.
The reason for this sudden outbreak was a thought that probably was true- this man was frightened.
The curtain of toughness couldn't last that long.
He was frightened of us for a very good reason- me and my sibling should be feared, maybe we were witches, or just monsters.
I knew we weren't human.
Flesh, yes. Bone, yes. Emotions, yes.
So what were we?
That was something I just couldn't answer. In that last second my brain raked every hidden corner inside my scull for answer.
My answer: nothing.
Like a blinding light, the door broke down before me, and the sight of dawn breaking set a smile on my face.
A smile that, that one man would never forget.
so what did you think?
Please R&R i am happy to ask any questions.
Notes:
I have set this at around the 16th and 17th centuary Europe- all for a very good reason!