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I've got plenty excuses below. I need some new ideas guys. Anyways. Readdddd my lovelies.
"Tell me about her, Jade." April said.
"I really don't wanna talk about this." I sighed at her.
"I know it must be difficult, but it helps to talk about it sometimes."
"Why is it so important to you that I cry?" I snapped.
"I don't want you to cry. I just want you to let me in." she said sadly.
"I don't want to." I crossed my arms. I was sure I looked insane. It had been 4 weeks without drugs and I had no clue how I was able to stay clean that long. My hair was a complete mess. My eyes were red and puffy from being unable to sleep, and occasionally, my body would shiver in anticipation for that sense of bliss and numbness that I would probably never get again. I hated it here. I hated everything and everyone.
Maybe not April.
I kinda liked April…even if she put her nose in my personal life all the time. I guess that was her job, though. I mean, she is my therapist.
"I just want to know the story." She begged me. You would think I would be used to those puppy dog eyes and fake sympathy, but I guess I just needed someone to care a little.
"There is no story. I killed my sister. Done." I muttered. It's like she wanted me to sing to the skies that I did such a terrible thing.
"Were you two close?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Interesting." She wrote something on her clipboard. That always pissed me off. It was so rude. I'm already aware that you're trying to get into my head. Why do you have to blatantly scribble down notes about how fucked up I was right in front of me?
"Yep."
"If you don't mind me asking, how did you supposedly kill her?" she asked. That's going too far.
"Can you just let it go?!" I threw my hands up.
"I'm just curious." She gave me a small smile.
"Well stop being curious." I hissed at her and looked out the window. Maybe the only reason I liked my daily therapy sessions was because she was the only one with a window in her office. I haven't been outside in so long. I was restricted for too many attempted escapes.
"I, too, know what it's like to lose a loved one. I've lost many." She said.
"Really?" I said, uninterested.
"Yea. My mom." She said.
I turned my head back to her and gave her a sympathetic look. She had her head down, refusing to look at me. She was probably faking. All of it. Trying to relate to me so I could tell her about my sad life.
It always pissed me off.
Because it always worked.
I sighed before I started the story, "We were driving. It was dark. She saw something and I didn't believe her. I kept driving. It was a man, I hit him. Car was destroyed. She flew through the window. Glass punctured her body. So much blood…." I inhaled sharply as I began to sob. My mind flashed to that very day. The day that destroyed my life. Why was I telling her this again? "I passed out and woke up in the hospital 3 days later." Everything I said was robotic and monotone.
She scribbled something down again and I snapped, "Can you stop fucking doing that?!"
"What?" she asked innocently, looking up from the board.
"Writing stuff down like I'm some experiment!" I said, shaking uncontrollably, running my hands through my wild hair.
"Does it bother you?"
"You bother me!"
"Why?" she asked, put her hands under her chin.
"Because you always make me say shit to you by giving me fake smiles and fake sympathy. I get that I'm forced to be here and that's your job, but it's annoying as hell. What if someone scribbled down something about you every time you said something personal and revealing about your life?!" I rocked back in forth in my armchair.
"I'm sorry." She said, looking genuinely upset. Fuck her.
"Can't you write it down later?!"
"Well, it's required."
"You can't just remember what I say?"
"No." she said sheepishly.
"I feel like I'm being judged."
"You don't like to be judged?" she asked.
"Who the fuck likes to be judged?! That shits annoying!"
"Then, I'll try my best not to write as often, okay?" she asked with a smile. I didn't look at her when I nodded. It was silent for a few more minutes. I guess she realized that I wasn't going to say anything else, so she stood up slowly and patted my hand.
"Thank you for telling me." She said softly.
"I didn't want to." I grumbled.
"Sure you did. Or you would've said anything at all like when you first came here." That was the last thing she said before walking out the room casually.
I was so pissed. I threw all her shit off her desk. Her papers, pens, computer, all of it was on the floor. I walked out hotheaded.
DPOV
As soon as Jade hit the floor me, Ric, and a bunch of other people crowded around her.
"Oh my God, is that Jade?" I heard someone ask.
Then I heard someone yelling for her, "Jade! Is she okay?! Someone get help! Call the ambulance! Call the mayor! Get Oprah! Jade's in trouble!"
I rolled my eyes at all of them. I knew she was okay…physically. Her effect on some people was insane.
"I'm totally down for doing CPR on Jade." A guy raised his hand wildly, "I have no problem with it!"
I glared at him and he put his hand down and moved away embarrassed.
I patted her cheek to try and make her wake up, but she didn't move.
"Dammit." I muttered. If she didn't wake up, they would have to call 911, making a scene. She should've gotten a concussion from the way she fell, but I knew she would start healing soon. She healed a lot faster than regular humans.
I gave Ric a look and motioned him to control the crowd with my head. He nodded, and stood up; put his hands up, "Alright back up. Give her some air!"
They began to back away and some people walked away, but most of them stayed.
The girl, Rebecca I assumed, sighed with her hands on her hips, "I thought she would be happy to see me."
"You didn't think she would be a bit freaked out that her dead sister came back to life?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
She put her finger to her lip and pretended to think about it, "I thought she would be shocked, get over it, then give me a big ol hug." She shrugged.
Jade started to move her head a little and smack her lips.
I patted her cheek again, "I think she's waking up."
She looked annoyed and smacked my hand away, "Get the fuck away from me."
I rolled my eyes, "She's okay."
She rubbed her face and opened her eyes wide. First she looked at me and Ric, then looked irritated when she saw the other people. She didn't really like attention when bad things happened to her. She sighed and tried to get up, but stumbled, so I helped her stay steady.
"God," she started, "I had the craziest dream that-"
Out of nowhere, Rebecca jumped on her and she stumbled back onto a wall. Jade looked at her in complete shock and didn't move. Fuck…I hope she didn't freak out.
"Hey sis! Ya miss me?!" she screamed.
Most of the people saw she was alright and waked away, leaving just the three of us.
Jade didn't make one move for a while. I understood why, so I wasn't too concerned. She was fine, she was just shocked.
"Jade's freaking out." Ric mumbled.
I squinted, "give her a minute."
"No. She's going to freak out and make a scene. We should leave."
I was going to say something, but Jade's voice cut me off.
"Damon, Ric….I think I'm hallucinating." She whispered.
"Oh, you're not hallucinating. I'm actually here. I don't really know why, but I am." Rebecca smiled at her excitedly.
Jade gave me a look, "This is why I'm in some desperate need of sex."
I rolled my eyes, if she was so desperate, I didn't mind doing it in the car. I honestly didn't give a fuck where we did it.
Rebecca slapped her face, "Jade, dude, you're not hallucinating."
Ric and I stepped forward, "Um, I don't think you're hallucinating Jade." He said.
"I think I am." Jade nodded determinedly.
Ric scratched his head awkwardly, "Well, we can see her too."
Her eyes widened even more and her breathing quickened.
Fuck. She was freaking out.
I quickly walked over to her and grabbed her face. I needed to get her to calm down, "Hey, hey, hey, don't freak out. Just breathe. It's okay." She was staring at me, but I knew she wasn't really looking at me. She was too crazy right now. Nothing I could say would make her feel better.
"And here I thought you would be all happy to see me," Becca sighed, "Do you think they'll serve me alcohol, since I'm like, dead?"
I stared between the both of them, finally noticing the similarities. They were very much alike. Not just their looks, but their attitude too.
"I'm not drunk enough for this." Jade sighed.
"What should we do?" Ric asked. I shrugged, "Let it play out for a bit."
I looked back to Jade and she was holding the bartender by his collar.
"-You see that large bottle of alcohol in the back?"
He smiled at her with love, "Yeah."
"I want it. All of it. Give it to me." She demanded. I got a boner watching her. She was so hot when she was mad. That's probably why I could never take her seriously.
"Okay." He sighed.
JPOV
"-I think she's waking up." I heard a voice say.
I felt someone patting my cheek and I got annoyed. I smacked their hand away, "Get the fuck away from me." I mumbled.
"She's okay." The voice said.
I rubbed my eyes and opened them slowly. I saw Damon's concerned face and Ric next to him. There was also a bunch of other people crowding around me that I didn't really know.
I sighed and Damon helped me stand up.
"God, I had the craziest dream that-"
Someone jumped me, "Hey sis!" she yelled.
I stumbled back at the sudden rush of contact and stared at the person clutching my body.
Damon and Ric watched the interaction with a number of different emotions. Mostly confusion and hesitation. My 'sister' let go of me and greeted me with a gorgeous smile.
"Ya miss me?" she asked.
I couldn't even speak. I was in straight shock. Was anyone else in shock?! I mean, I've had hallucinations from a lot of people, but never my sister. Never….never my sister.
Everyone else began to disperse after a few minutes and I just continued to stare at the figure in front of me with wide eyes.
"Damon, Ric….I think I'm hallucinating." I whispered to them, scared.
"Oh, you're not hallucinating. I'm actually here. I don't really know why, but I am." She smiled.
I sighed, "I'm in some desperate need of sex."
She slapped my face lightly, "Jade, dude, you're not hallucinating."
Damon and Ric walked over to me and looked at her, "Um, I don't think you're hallucinating Jade."
"I think I am." I nodded.
Ric scratched his head awkwardly, "Well, we can see her too."
My eyes widened even more and Damon grabbed my face firmly, "Hey, hey, hey, don't freak out. Just breathe. It's okay." He tried to reassure me. I must've looked insane.
"And here I thought you would be all happy to see me," Becca sighed, "Do you think they'll serve me alcohol, since I'm like, dead?"
I looked between her and Damon and shook my head, "I'm not drunk enough for this."
I walked away from all of them and sat at the bar again. The bartender smiled at me, "Hey I saw you faint over there. Are you okay?"
I ignored the question and grabbed him by his collar, "You see that large bottle of alcohol in the back?"
He smiled at me from the small contact we had and nodded, "Yeah."
"I want it. All of it. Give it to me." I demanded.
"Okay." He sighed in infatuation.
While he went over to get it, the three of them came back and took a seat next to me.
"You need to stop seducing people so often. Especially when you haven't fed. I think it's bad….somehow."
"How would you know? You're not even like me. We come from two different fathers!" I exclaimed.
"But we came from the same mother, so in a way, I'm kind of like you." She smirked.
"If you were like me, you would've survived DYING!"
Damon scooted closer to me and got close to my ear, "I know you're upset, trust me I get it. But could you please try to whisper." He hissed.
I glared him. I swear to all that is holy that if looks could kill, Damon would've been passed to another life.
He just sighed and rolled his eyes, scooting away from me.
"Just hear me out," she said, "For some strange ass reason, I'm here. Obviously you're not hallucinating cuz my boy Mason was here too-"
"Oh what?! You two know each other?! What do you mean 'yo boy'?"
"Will you shut the fuck up?! My god your patience has thinned since I've been died."
"I'm sorry," I said sarcastically, "I'm sorry I'm flipping out because my dead sister decided to magically pop up and give me succubus counseling."
She turned around to Damon and rubbed her face, "How do you deal with this every day?"
He shrugged, "The sex is worth it."
I glared at him again. He mouthed, 'I love you'. And I ignored it, taking a swig from my gigantic bottle that the bartender gave me. He stood in front of me with his hand under his chin and a big smile on his face.
I furrowed my eyebrows, "What are you doing?"
"You're so beautiful."
I rolled my eyes and got up from my stool.
"Where are you going?" Ric and Damon asked at the same time.
"Somewhere else." I hissed, taking my bottle with me as I walked out the Grill.
DPOV
I was feeling really horny right now. I needed her. At that second. Of course, I couldn't have her because she was freaking out, but….I really wanted her.
She chugged some of her alcohol and glared at the bartender. I did too. She was mine.
"What are you doing?" she asked him rudely.
"You're so beautiful." He sighed.
Jade rolled her eyes and stood up. Ric and I asked at the same time where she was going.
"Somewhere else." She said angrily, taking the bottle with her.
She walked out and Becca took a seat next to us. Ric watched her leave, "Is she gonna be okay?"
I shrugged. I was pretty sure she was fine. She was going to get over it soon.
"Are you the slightest bit concerned that your sex craved, mentally disturbed, succubus girlfriend is angry and freaked out….with a bottle of alcohol?"
I turned back to where she left and shrugged again, "She can handle herself."
Jade's sister chuckled, "You're just too much of a pussy to deal with her right now."
"No." I scoffed.
"Sure you are. She's angry…and drunk. Not good for Jade. Not good for anybody." She continued.
Ric nodded, "I completely agree."
She sighed, "Well if you guys are just gonna sit here all day; I'm going to have fun with my sister. Nice meeting you. I would give you the whole 'if you break her heart' speech, but I don't know how long I have here, so bye!"
She got up and walked away, "See ya." I said.
Ric watched her leave and turned back to me, "That was so weird."
"Yep." I popped the 'p'.
"Should we be concerned?"
"Yep."
He nodded.
We should definitely be concerned.
JPOV
Why the fuck did these things always happen to me? It's not like I wasn't happy to see Becca. I was. I just couldn't see her. If I talked to her again and she left, I would be devastated again. I was finally getting over it. The whole thing. I was finally moving on and forgiving myself. If I saw her again….it would bring it all back.
I didn't want that.
I didn't want to feel vulnerable and cry and feel like shit. Who wants to feel like that? I don't think other people understood why I was so closed off about things like that. I didn't like feeling emotional and upset. I hated it.
I love my sister, but I just couldn't….
"Can you stop acting like a bitch and talk to me?" she poofed in front of me. I got startled and dropped my glass. It shattered on the floor and I got even more pissed.
"Dammit Becca!" I cursed.
"Serves you right!" she put her hands on her hips. God, we were so much alike it wasn't even funny.
I was basically dealing with myself. Fuck everything.
"I don't want to talk to you!"
"I don't care! I'm going to talk to you! I get it! You're mad and all, but you need to listen to me!"
"Why in the world-"
She cut me off, "I need to help you."
"With what?! You're dead!"
"No shit," she gave me a look, "You need to start being more careful."
"What?"
"If you keep all this seducing up, you're gonna get crazy."
"What are you talking about?" I started walking again.
She kept up with me easily, "Think about it like this. You're binging. It's like becoming an alcoholic. You're still changing. Remember what mom said?"
"I don't want to." I argued.
She punched my arm.
"Ow!" I grabbed it.
"You need to take this seriously. I don't want you where I am."
"Where are you?" I rolled my eyes.
"I'm stuck behind this fucking invisible wall where no one can see me. I can't touch anybody or talk to anybody. It's empty."
"I thought when you die, you go to heaven or whatever." I waved it off.
"I would have, but you're stupid ass hasn't moved on! And I need to help you."
"Help me how?!"
"I'm trying to warn you."
"Yay, you did your job. Bye." I walked faster.
"You're not listening to me." She said frustrated.
"Tell that to my damaged ear drums." I muttered.
She ran her hands through her hair, "I seriously have no fucking clue how people deal with you. I really don't. Keep this attitude up and you'll end up killing more people."
I stopped and turned to her, "See, you keep saying these things, but you aren't telling me why!"
"I can't just tell you. Ask mom."
"No!" I made a face and started walking again. Where was I going?
"Oh come on. You're still mad. Really? After you guys just made up."
"I have every right to be!"
"She's just frustrated because you don't take care of yourself."
"How am I supposed to take care of myself when I don't even know how?!"
She shrugged.
I glared at her, "Not so all-knowing now, huh?"
"I shouldn't tell you." She crossed her arms.
"Sucks. You have to."
"I don't have to do anything, heifer."
"Did you just call me a heifer?!"
"Yep! Times a billion! You are a heifer billion! Not one, not two, a fucking billion!"
"Well you're a bitch!" I sputtered. I was arguing with myself. I trained her. She was me. I wasn't going to get anywhere in the conversation.
"Takes one to know one!"
"I taught you that!"
"Then you should've used it!"
"You are so annoying!"
"Maybe if you stopped acting retarded and just listened to me, I wouldn't be!"
"Can you stop following me?!"
"No!"
"Ugh!"
"In fact, I should sing!"
"Don't! Please!" I begged her. I was the gifted one. Not her.
"IF YOU LIKE PINA COLADAS! OR GETTING CAUGHT IN THE RAIN!"
I put my hands to my ears, "I like neither!"
"IF YOU LIKE MAKIN LOVE AT MIDNIGHT!"
"Please stop singing!"
"Then listen to me!"
"I don't want to!"
"IF YOU LIKE-"
I stopped her, "OKAYYYY! I'LL TALK TO MOM!"
She coughed lightly, "Was that so hard?"
"You're the heifer billion." I muttered.
"Shut up." She scowled.
WIWGFY
We took a cab to mom's house and stood in her driveway.
I stared at Becca and made a face, "Soooo what? Are you just gonna stand there?"
She shrugged, "Sure."
"This'll all be great. 'Hey mom! I've come back from the dead to warn Jade! Don't worry though it's nothing serious. She just might end up killing hundreds of people'." I mocked her.
She rolled her eyes at me and followed me to the door. I knocked quietly and waited two seconds.
"Well, looks like she's not here. Let's go Becca." I was in mid-turn when she opened the door.
She looked between the both of us and sighed, "What did you do, Jade?"
I gaped at her, "How is this my fault?!"
"Ghost don't just magically appear unless they have a reason, and she's following you so…" she trailed.
"Hey mom." Becca smiled.
"Wassup babe." She nodded to her.
"How are you so calm about this?!" I exclaimed.
My mom rolled her eyes, "I'm old. I've killed lots of people. This is nothing new."
"And they call me the heifer." I muttered.
"Because you are one." Becca hit me.
"Death has made you bitchier." I sneered.
"Come in." Alison said.
We both walked inside and took a seat on the couch at the same time.
"What are you guys here for?" she asked.
"Tell Jade why she should stop binging."
"I'm not binging!"
"Seduction and feeding without sex multiple times in considered binging." Becca said like a smartass.
"I don't choose to do it! I was completely willing to fuck Damon, but he's always busy."
"This is why I'm not in a solid relationship." Alison commented.
"Really? I thought it was because you were a cold bitch." I made a face at her.
She gave me a look, "Do you want my help or not?"
"We do." Becca spoke up.
"I didn't choose to come here." I raised my hand.
"Yes you did." Becca said, putting it down.
"I was forced. Held captive. Threatened!"
"Shut up!" Becca yelled.
Alison rubbed her temples, "Why did I have kids?"
"Because you-"I started, but Becca slapped her hand to my mouth.
I glared her.
"Alright, remember when I told you that you were still changing. You need to feed regularly."
I pushed Becca's hand away, "I don't understand why feeding differently makes me crazy."
"It doesn't make ordinary succubii crazy." Alison said.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" I said, offended.
Becca rolled her eyes, "You're different."
I closed my eyes and ran my hands in my hair. Only me. I'm telling you. This only happens to me.
"How?" I asked.
"If the circumstances were different-"
"How?" I repeated, not willing to hear the science behind it.
"Most of us are created with only one person in the relationship being a succubus. You weren't." my mom said.
I shrugged in indifference, "so what?"
"Instead of just one person, there were two. You catching on yet?"
"Nope." I shook my head.
She sighed, "You are more powerful than others."
"Alright. Yay. I'm badass. Why does feeding differently affect me?"
"It makes you crazy." Becca stated again.
I groaned, "Why?!"
"We don't really know." My mom said.
I stared at the two of them, "So, what? If I don't feed right I'm gonna turn psychotic."
"And if you die." Becca said.
"And if you turn off your emotions." My mother added.
"Why am I just learning about all of this now?" I asked them both, frustrated.
"Well I couldn't really talk to you, being dead and all. Also, I didn't think you'd be able to handle all the news."
"I didn't feel like you were ready to know. You're kind of irresponsible sweetheart." Alison said.
"This is bullying." I pointed at them.
"So. Did you get your powers yet?" Alison asked.
"No." I muttered.
"I wonder what you're gonna get." Becca smirked.
"All I know is…I hope it's not the ability to see the dead, because I will have a panic attack if it is." I said, glaring at Becca.
"Bitch please! You love me."
"Negative."
"Where's Brian?" she asked.
"Don't mention his name." I commanded.
"Who's Brian?" My mom asked.
"Her gay best friend who has the hots for her now because she's been accidently seducing people without touching them." Becca ratted me out.
"What did that accomplish?" I glared at her.
"She has to know."
"Don't worry about that," Mom said, "That's normal. Especially when you're changing."
"I can't believe it's come to the point where I'm not freaked out about shit like this." I moaned.
"At least you know now. I told you what I had to do was important." Becca said.
"I knew already. She told me. I just chose to ignore it because she was pissing me off." I crossed my arms.
"Oh, but when we tell you people's lives hang in the balance, you choose to listen to us. Nice." Becca glared. I ignored that comment.
"Alright. We did what we had to do. I'm leaving." I got up and Becca followed me.
"Bye." My mom waved her fingers at us as we walked out the door.
WIWGFY
"So to sum this all up," I started, walking through a park with my sister. It was dark now, "I'm an extra powerful succubus that can seduce people without touching them, will turn crazy if I don't feed right, and kill hundreds of people?" I asked Becca.
"Yep." She popped her 'p'.
"And no one decided to tell me this because they thought I was too irresponsible and Incapable of handling such disturbing information?"
"Correct."
"And my ghost of a sister is here to warn me about this?"
"Kinda." She stopped walking and so did I.
"Kinda? What's that supposed to mean?" I made a face.
"I was warning you about controlling yourself, and something else." She said.
"God, what now?" I sighed.
"The door between the Other Side and here is open and a bunch of vengeful ghosts are trying to kill council members."
I stopped walking and glared at her, "What?"
"Yea sorry, it kinda left my mind." She said nonchalantly with a smile.
I slapped the back of her head, "Ow!"
"How do you forget shit like that?!" I yelled at her.
"I was too busy bonding with my bitch of a sister!" She yelled back.
"God! They could be after Carol, or Stefan, and God knows Damon has killed enough people!"
"I'm sure they all got it under control." She waved it off.
"Dammit Becca." I huffed and began to walk quickly…but I didn't know where I was going.
"Jade." Becca said.
"Ignore button activated!" I yelled over my shoulder.
"Town Square is that way." She pointed in another direction.
I smacked my lips in a funny manner and glared at her as I walked past her, "I knew that. I was just making sure you knew where you were going."
"It's sad that I'm dead and I knew this area better than you." She shook her head.
"You are just a bitch today." I shook my head.
"It's not my fault you're terrible with directions," She rolled her eyes, "And eyesight."
My steps faltered, "Did it hurt?" I asked, thinking about her death.
She tightened her lips, "Not really. It all happened really fast. The glass went through my heart immediately."
I swallowed hard as I felt tears prickle my eyes, "I'm so sorry."
"It wasn't your fault. I shouldn't have said anything about it." She apologized. She shouldn't have to.
"If I had just listened to you-"
"There was nothing you could do. The person that did it, meant to." she said sadly.
"You know who did it?" I asked her.
"Yea, but, I don't wanna talk about it. I don't know how long I have here with you, so let's spend it doing something happy."
I scoffed, "Yeah, because saving my friends from a bunch of ghosts is the happiest thing ever." I said sarcastically.
"Aint that the truth." She fist bumped me.
I smiled at her, "I missed you."
She smiled back at me, "See, I knew you'd get used to it. I missed you too." she gave me a hug.
"I didn't say I was used to it. I'm just sayin I missed you, nugget." I shook her hair.
"Psh! This aint McDonalds. I am far from a nugget." She pursed her lips. I just laughed.
"Says the nugget." I smirked.
"I am not a nugget," she stomped her foot, "If anything, I'm a chicken wrap."
"Naw, chicken wraps are thick and tall. You're none of those."
"I could be." She tried walking on her tip toes.
"Nope. You're too short, which is why you are a nugget."
"Nobody asked for your commentary!" she exclaimed.
"Nobody asked you for your face." I countered.
"My face is gorgeous!"
"You're face looks like a character from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends." Burrrrnnn.
"No it doesn't!" she yelled and stomped away.
"That's right! Run along with yo Coco lookin ass!" I added.
"Fuck you and your mom!"
"We have the same mom!" I raised my hands.
"Fuck you and your dad!"
"Hell yes! I would love to be fucked! Dave on the other hand, just needs to be fucked up!"
"Yeah, he's a bastard." She sighed.
"Oh my God, I'll give you a hundred dollars to go to his house and scare his spine out his ass." I laughed.
"No, that would be unethical…" she smirked.
"When have you ever been ethical?" I chuckled.
"It would go against the balance of nature." She argued with a smile on her face.
"Naw, I talked to nature yesterday, they told me it was cool." I told her.
"Really now?" she put her hands on her hips.
"Yeah, look I'll ask again." It was a really windy night. I stopped walking and put my arms out, waiting for the wind to stop for a few seconds.
"If you think Becca should scare the living shit out of Dave, make it windy!" I yelled in the night. I waited a few seconds and the wind came back at me strong. I turned back around to Becca, who was laughing hard, and smiled at her.
"See, the wind agrees."
"The wind doesn't count." She giggled.
"Why not, its nature isn't it?"
"It's too predictable."
"Fine. I'll go ask that tree," I pointed in a random direction, "Hey tree!"
Becca rolled her eyes, "How am I the youngest one?"
Yayyyy I updated. Sorry it took so long, but I've been really thinking about what to do for next season. It's been bugging me. If you guys have any ideas for season 4, please feel free to tell me them. I need some inspiration.
Thank you for all your reviews They make my day brighter lol.
I've been thinking about Jade's powers and I've settled with two. I like em. If you guys have any ideas for her powers, it's not too late to tell me. I can always change it.
Btw, that was Jade and her therapist in the beginning if you didn't know. It's when she was in rehab. I actually got a PM asking me to do some one-shots of Jade while she was in rehab. I'll probably put some in this story, but it will only be snippets. Tell me what you want.
Alright! I love you guys! Bye!
