Children of the Moon Chapter 9
AN: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight.
Sorry if it took long to post, but this chapter was really tricky to write. Im glad we've gotten this far, thank you to all of those who's been reading, following and favouriting, it means a lot. And Im truly sorry, but there won't be any Seth or Rez action in this chapter either, but it didn't feel right. Next chapter though, next chapter. And the first time they meet we'll have the nice round number 10.
NOTE: Flashback will be in itica.
The crisp september air hit me, and I pulled my coat tighter. I was going out looking for a job and to do some needed shopping. The kitchen inventory had been quite disappointing, as had my wallet. I stepped outside, and locked the door, before laying the key in my purse. As I walked the steps to my car, I counted. 6 steps was all it took to get to my car. I would have to memorize the house and its escape route, something I had learnt came in handy many times before, but I didn't wish to go upstairs again, not after the episode from mere minutes ago.
Since the girls room was most certainly not an option for sleeping, I wanted to check out the other room, the master bedroom. I didn't no why, but I felt like I needed to be respectful in this room, as if I didn't live here, so carefully I opened the door, cringing when it creaked. Stepping across the threshold, I took the room in. On the wall farthest away from me there was a window, with green and brown décor. The floor was a dark wooden panel, with green carpet laying on the floor, between the cupboard and the brown bedded bed. It was simplistic, and, I wondered if this place would get any greener. It wasn't good enough that all you could see for miles on, were trees?
I sat down on the bed, when the familiar sensation of a burning throat and nausea hit me.
"Not now, not now!" I said, but it was to late and the memory engulfed me.
Smoke, can't breathe.
I crashed onto the floor, and my vision blacked out.
Please help! I-I can't breathe! I coughed out, but it was bearly a whisper. The smoke stung my eyes, burned my throat and suffocated me. All of me ached, and my head pounded, but worst was my belly, were my mothers own dagger lay deep in my flesh. It kept on sending blood to my wound, helplessly trying to save me. My mind and body were battling a losing battle, my mind begging me to give up and let go, and my body screaming at me to get up and fight for my life, but all I could was lay there. I remembered people telling about death, about that quiet moment before you let go, and your mind is at peace. I didn't feel that quiet moment, all I felt was pain, panic and hopelessness. I felt so lonely, so utterly cast out. I would die here, alone, and when the police finds me, they'll say that my death was a terrible accident, and then they'll look like they really felt bad for me, before they all move on and forget. And then I'll be nothing but a memory lost in time.
And I'll be gone, a voice in my mind whispered, before I lost consciousness and my mind let go.
"Hey, honey, hey, you gotta wake up okay? Helps coming, hold on!" The voice was a males filled with worry. It took awhile to beat through the darkness and open my eyes, but when I finally broke through, I manged to make out the blurred silhouette of a man kneeling before me
"Cindy! I found someone in here, its a girl!" He turned and yelled before turning back to me, "okay, just hold on now, okay? Keep you open, hold on. Im going to have to move you now, trying laying as still as possible and keep your eyes open," He placed his arms underneath me and counted "1,..2,..3!" And my body burned up in an inferno of pain. I tried as hard as I could, but to no avail, and my eyes rolled back into my head and my vision blackened.
The memory made my pull my coat even tighter, and I hurried to my car unlocking it and getting the heat going as fast as possible. I pulled out onto the small road and started driving towards centrum. I had only ever driven through Forks once before, and took the opportunity to get to know the town. While driving down the main street of Forks, I saw a pets store, the police station, a barbershop and several cafes and small stores. But one particular thing caught my sight.
A diner with a sign saying "Hiring". I pulled up to the parking lot and jumped out of my car.
The diner was a small and cozy place, with dark wooden furniture and red and white checkerboard curtains. It smelled of apple pie and bacon, the scent suprizenigly(AN:?) appetizing, and I felt my stomach rumble. The place wasn't filled but a couple were eating here. I sat down at the bar, looking my self over and fixing my hair.
"Can I help you?" I looked up to find a brunette with pale skin and startling blue eyes looking at me.
"Um, yeah, I saw the sign outside and I was wondering if you're still hiring," I met her eyes, and saw her looking at me with empathic eyes "Oh, Im sorry, but that job got filled, we've just forgotten to take down the sign,"
"Its alright, I'll just-"
"But I have heard they're hiring at the store in the Rez, though," She looked at me and offered a small smile
"Thank you,.."
"Its Jessica," She said before asking "Are you new?"
"Yeah, just moved here,"
"Well, good luck,"
After getting directions from Jessica to the Rez, I sped down roads, lost in thought. The scenery around me was nothing but green, green and even more green, if that was possible. But forest didn't seem as unwelcoming as before, it was just trees, trees were you'd longed to run among as you used to as a child, listening to the forest and all the animals within it, the animals that would flock around you, sensing that you would protect them from harm, as your nature was.
Those day were what I missed the most, the endless days within the forest, the place you knew better than anything, the place that was truly your home.
I was so far away that when my eyes caught something familiar, I almost drove off the road. All of the memories from last night flooded back in a quick series of flashes
Danger, run. Vampire, faster, Run!
Hurts, please, stop it, make it stop, please!
Get away, run. Cliff, shapeshifters, jump!
Can't breath, get up, quick.
So cold.
Home, go home.
When my sights cleared, I had luckily not driven off the road or crashed into a tree, but instead, my car stood parked at a cliffs edge. The cliffs edge.
The place seemed not quite as beautiful as it had last night, it lost some of the magic the silver of the moonlight creates. The trees were just plain old trees, and rocks just plane old rocks.
The place cast off this off feeling, and I felt the need to leave. Hurrying back to my car, I got onto the road as fast as possible.
Gosh, that took forever to write, but phew, thats over. Hope you guys liked it!
