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This was without a doubt, the strangest Christmas ever.
Here I was, sitting in my pen pal's kitchen, drumming my fingers agitatedly on the table. My mind raced with different thoughts on my situation. So much so that I got a splitting headache. I stopped my little finger tap dance and brought my index and forefinger to the side of my head. I rubbed my temples in an attempt to dull the pain but of course, it was to no avail.
Stupid Jacob and his childish ways. Why can't he be mature and act like the big boy who wishes to be? How could I ever bring myself to admit I was in love with him? All he ever did was cause me heartache.
There were good times I do admit. Like that time we were in his car after the beach and I shared a little moment of weakness. When he had brought me home in my drunken stupor. In the gym when he himself had witnessed my little recital. Then those beautiful Pointe Flats he gave me for my birthday and not to mention fixing my car.
And yes it didn't hurt that he's hot, both physically and literally.
But after he just snubbed me in front of all our friends and family and completely shattered my very heart, how could I bring myself to truly forgive him? Such a dilemma to face.
These thoughts only worsened my horrid pain in my skull. Sharp pains thrashed against my skull. For twenty minutes I endured.
But then out of nowhere, the wind was literally knocked out of me and my chest began to feel as though someone had reached in and squeezed my heart. My hands flew to the pain as I clenched my teeth so hard that I might have filed them down. I managed to regain my breath but clutched my shirt tight. I began to tremble from the tremendous force I felt went through me.
That was the worst pain I had ever felt. It was mind boggling how it just happened, without warning or any sign. With my hand over my heart, I felt the beats becoming faster and faster as the seconds went by.
Then came what appeared to be a flash glowing white light. It was so bright and sudden that it was like I was experiencing snow blindness. I put my thumbs to my eyelids and gently rubbed them.
I kept my whimpers low so I wouldn't have to worry Is and her newfound family.
Even though the pain was enormous, I slowly let my hands sink into my lap as I clasped onto my jeans to somehow ignore the aching beats.
Izzie then walked my way with a smile but stopped before entering. She looked at me awkwardly for half a second but seemed to shake it off and soon her grin was back on. She bent towards me.
"Ready?" she said.
I tried hard to find the proper tone so as to not sound strained.
"Yeah." I managed to say.
Her face sank into a look of bewilderment as she examined the troubled expression on my face.
"You okay?" she asked obviously worried.
"Fine." I replied.
"You sure? Because, you're sweating a bit."
"I am?"
I reached up to my forehead and felt the beads of cold sweat.
"Probably just the ankle." I replied unphased.
She took another look at me, then shrugged and helped me to my feet. I limped into the main room with her and saw that her family was gathered there already. Carlisle stepped out of the small crowd and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Do feel better and take care of yourself."
It was sort of hard to hear him because the beating was becoming louder. But I responded with a nod and modest grin. Then Esme came to his side and gave me a smile that would melt your heart.
"Feel free to come back, when you want to." she said in a soft voice.
I exhaled softly and said
"Thanks." taking in another low breathe.
"Are you alright?" came a voice from behind them.
It was the tiny girl with short black hair. She looked at me with curious eyes and stepped closer to me.
"Yeah." said the big guy by her side. "You look like you're going to puke."
"I'm...I'm fine really. The pain in my ankle is just...bothering me... that's all."
"Remember to tell your aunt to take you to see a doctor." urged Carlisle.
"I'll remember." I assured him.
Then a burning sensation came from my side. I held it tight and squeezed my flesh to in some way lessen the pain.
"Kat?" questioned Is.
"Sorry, cramps." I lied.
The door then opened and in stepped Edward, his hair and coat partially wet from the pouring rain outside.
"Shall we get going?" he asked.
"Kat, you ready?"
"Hmm." I mumbled.
She helped me over to the door, the beats getting louder with every step, and just as we reached the threshold, another pain shot through me and up my spine but it was much stronger this time. My head flung back as I let out a small shriek of agony.
"Kat, what's wrong?" asked Is alarmed.
But I couldn't answer her, the pain was too great. The throbbing in my chest began to overwhelm my entire my body.
I felt my legs disconnect from me and soon I collapsed onto the hardwood floor.
I felt Izzie's cold hands cradle my head as she brushed away my hair, sticking to my forehead. My chest heaved up as another jolt struck.
"Kat...what...okay?" Izzie's words faded in and out.
My breaths were short and quick. The sound of my heart beating at a thundering pace pulsed inside my head. My vision began to blur and voices surrounding were broken and low.
I looked up and saw the faces of the people I had barely met surrounding me. Their lips were moving but I couldn't hear a thing they were saying. They looked from one another and down at me and up again.
I wanted to scream out in pain. To scream out for someone to help me. But I couldn't. My words were kept silent. All I could do was breathe rapidly in and out as if I had been given a major fright.
Another shock went through me, but it was accompanied by a flash of light but unlike before, it was green. Then another came.
Another.
Another.
Each time changing to another dark and sinister color. I felt myself drifting in and out of consciousness. The pain was too much for me to bear.
Then an unexpected warmth engulfed my chest. The warm feeling began to spread down my arms and into my fingertips. It flowed throughout my body quickly but smoothly.
It got hot then hotter and soon it was like my blood was boiling.
I clenched my fist as if I were grabbing onto something.
I felt it coming this time, the shooting pain. I did what I could to brace myself.
When it came, it...it didn't hurt as much. It was...like a thump now.
And the colors...they were replaced...by images.
In that little span of time, I saw what looked like a film being fast forwarded and stopping randomly at different moments. Each clear image was followed by a blur of light and colors.
The first image was a fast paced navigation through some kind of church. It was old, looked European or so. All the trees had remnants of dead leaves and withered flowers and a quiet spring the background.
It flashed again to another place, darker, and older with only a dim candlelight to be seen. Several images came charging through me immediately.
Vacant blue eyes.
Children laughing, playing.
A small, tiny, little girl pale as snow.
A raging fire which seemed to almost dance for me.
A long hallway with probably centuries old wallpaper.
A giant library.
Then I'm back in a familiar place.
The forest from my dream. It looked the same. I recognized every part of it.
Another flashing and soon I am face to face with someone.
It was her.
The woman.
Lovely and beautiful.
Radiant.
I gazed at her sad, grey eyes, entranced by their magnificence, as she appeared to look back at me. She smiled at me revealing white perfect teeth. She held out her dainty hand to me.
I looked at it with confusion and hesitation.
She chuckled. A musical lyric to my ears. I look up back at her, her smile now dimmed to a grin. She quietly and kindly said
Don't fight it.
I don't understand. I reply.
You can't fight your fate.
I stared at her trying to comprehend what the Hell was coming from her lips. Then my gaze went down back to her hand. Her fingers were stretched towards me, waiting for my hand to intertwine with hers.
My hand twitched and I slowly lifted it and snatched hers.
Then my world plunged into darkness.