I feel like writing every day now, but I don't know why I can't.

Disclaimer: I don't own a single thing except a few characters. Sorry if I forgot how they are.

Winter's Point of View

I looked up at the sky which was all a light blue blur to me. I don't know what has happened in the pass hour, or maybe month? I don't know what the time, month, day, or year it is anymore.

I felt a sudden movement from my side and I looked down to see Ceara beside me, snuggling close. "Winter, we should go back inside." She whispered so softly, but with a tint of fear.

I nodded, putting my arm over her shoulder. My body is moving not on my instinct, but on someone else's instinct like my body is being controlled by some unknown force. All I could tell is, my brother isn't with me and I'm feeling abandon.

"Let's go." I whispered, carrying her to the hotel room we shared. I opened the door and set her down on the ground gently before closing the hotel door. She immediately went to her bed and wrapped the blanket around her. "Do you need anything?" I asked, my voice sounding hoarse and weak.

She nodded, "Some ice, the ice machine is down the hall. Don't take long babe."

I nodded and grabbed a bucket before leaving the room. I quietly made my way down the hall and every step I try to regain my body back from this robot like trance that bothered me.

I pushed the button with the bucket under the ice machine. I washed the ice drop from my eyes, but the light reflecting off the machine let me get a glimpse of my own reflection. Dead, blue eyes.

"Where are you?" I mustered up. I quietly head back to the hotel room with the bucket of ice that sent shivers down my spine.

"Why are we checking in a hotel!" A voice shouted from the elevator. It sounded quite familiar, but I couldn't quite recognize it out either. So I ignored it and continued my way back to the hotel room.

I looked up from the bucket of ice to Ceara running down the hall and hugging me tightly. I choked a little, "I miss you!" she shouted, sounding worried at my absent.

I had a confused, dead look. Her face turned to understanding and she kissed me on the lips for a few seconds before helping me up to my feet, "Forgot the ice," she said "just come to the room."

She started tugging my arm to follow her and I followed unconditionally. Ceara seemed to be trembling more noticeably once the voice sounded like they are getting close. I held her hand tightly like I was worried, of course I was, but this type of trembling seemed different.

Ceara opened the door and pulled me in. I turned around to look back before the door closed and I only saw through a crack, but I caught the glimpse of someone that looked like me. Fall!

Ceara locked the door and leaned against it, breathing hard. I put a hand on her shoulder and she jumped, "Don't do that!" she exclaimed, slapping me hard on the face the realizing what she did. I didn't react; my head was just turned in the opposite direction from the cheek she slapped.

"I was worried." I said, almost like a robot. I moved my eyes only to look at her and she had her hands covering her mouth. She was trembling even more.

"I'm sorry! Just don't sneak up on me," she whispered, kissing my stinging cheek. Ceara sighed, "Just nothing is going right at the moment."

I nodded and got ready for bed. Ceara taught me to sleep with a knife strapped to my waist in case of an emergency that somehow appears. I follow her every word and action.

She sat on the bed, mumbling to herself. I walked over from my suit case and kissed her gently on the lips, which later turned to a heated kiss for a few minutes. She was the first to pull away, "Get ready for bed, Winter."

I nodded and went to the bathroom with my stuff. I put them on the sink and I noticed my appearance after a while. My body was tired and my eyes they looked deader than my whole body, "What happened?" I whispered, hearing my normal voice in such a long time.

I slowly got ready for bed trying to remember what happened the last time before I lost myself to this robot like self. I only remember taking care of Ceara after some low lives tried to kill her, "Tch, low lives."

I walked out of the bathroom in my pajamas, my shorts and a shirt with a knife hidden behind my shirt, after brushing my teeth. I smell minty fresh, "Hey." Ceara greeted, kissing my cheek. I climbed into bed next to her, kissing her on the cheek also.

After an hour just watching Ceara plan our boat trip to the next island, she dozed off. I collected the things off her side and placed them neatly on the desk in a filing case as I do every night. I turned off the lights and left the room to go to the vending machine. It's something I'm used to, a midnight snack.

On my way to the vending machine, I was rechecking everything in my head. Our suit cases were packed neatly by the door and the plans in the filing case, "Everything set." I told myself, taking out my wallet.

When I entered the little room where the vending machine was, I saw someone. I looked up from their feet and their face seemed blurry familiar, "Ugh what do those idiots want again?" She said to herself, trying to remember something.

"I recommend the granola bar for a midnight snack." I suddenly spoke up. I cursed at myself since Ceara wouldn't like me talking to other people.

"Thanks, I should be watching those boys' diets." The girl giggled before looking at me. Her eyes widen like in a state of shock, "Winter?"

Thanks for the very long patience. I understand that I may have lost readers for this story,but hey at least I updated it.

Thanks to: Icaneatpopcorn for reviewing this after such a long time for a update.

Review would be helpful, thankyou.

-Okami