ISFNE Chapter 4
Marissa POV
We moved out the next week. I, for one, was happy to leave; Faith wasn't here. Eric was finally starting to think of her at the level she deserved. But we had no idea where to start, Faith was unpredictable at best. And though she was American she definitely could take advantage of living elsewhere in the world. We had no move, which Eric and Max would never admit, so we went home and hunted to clear our heads before starting in on our search. It was going to be a long while.
Mark POV
Allison was gone the next day and had left a lovely note for us, though it had absolutely no details of where she was going. She thanked us profusely, hoping to one day pay us something is return and had left a little apology for Anna as well which was read to her. She promised to call us when she was safe and at the bottom she'd put a verse, Philippians 4:13. All we could do for her now was pray.
Eric POV
Something wasn't sitting right with me. It had been a week and a half since I'd reached out to Faith and there something about the exchange that I couldn't quite my finger on. It felt like she'd tipped her hand in some way, I just didn't know how. She'd been so off since, well, since a long time. She wasn't eating well, I'd found her crying in the bathroom, and she was still being persistently secretive even when I'd confronted her about it those few weeks ago.
I was pacing around my office, high on the adrenaline and energy of the blood I'd just enjoyed. I usually wouldn't go hunting this often but the stress was draining; I needed myself on full alert if I was going to ever find a lead. I looped through the conversation in my head again thinking through what I'd sensed or done after each response. There was just something about that locket. She'd found out it was tagged but yet she'd thrown the whole thing away. There was a strong connection to her past life in that locket, a life she likely wanted back. So why would she-
I stopped short. Maybe she didn't want back. Maybe that was the whole point of this: starting over. Faith Allison no longer existed in the mortal world - I'd made sure of that - but what if she was taking advantage of it?
Allison POV
I was stuck in the airport bathroom, and I was an absolute mess. I'd decided to leave the morning after Mark and Kristi's generous gift but had woken up early that morning feeling like crap. I'd immediately run to the bathroom barely making it in time to be sick. It was an awful start to my day. I'd finally pulled myself together enough to call a cab and arrive at the airport only to immediately run to the bathroom again. And now I had no idea when I would be able to leave. "It's just the nerves, it's just the nerves, it's just the nerves," I repeated to myself as a mantra, though tears were streaming down my face. It wasn't. I knew it now, I'd known it then when I'd broken down in Eric's bathroom weeks ago. And to think I'd almost told him… How would he have reacted? Best not to dwell on the what if's. I brushed my shaking hands through my hair and slowly got up of the bathroom floor, methodically smoothing out my clothes and trying to get my sobs under control. Once I was certain that I was not going to be sick again I exited the stall and pressed cool paper towels to my red face. I scrutinized myself in the mirror as I stood in front of the sink. Still nothing. I had to be making this up. I looked myself straight in the eyes and pulled the paper towel away from my face. "It's just nerves," I stated to myself with determination - willing myself to believe the hollow promise. I turned, throwing the paper towel away, and walked out without a backward glance.
Eric POV
I pressed my hands into my face as I sank into my chair with the realization. Of course. Of course she would do this. There was nothing left to go on. Faith Allison was gone.
I would have to trap in our connection, it was tricky business to get her to establish herself outside her mind. I couldn't force my way into her mind, that would harm her, possibly irreparably. No, I'd have to catch her in limbo, get her to cross our connection. I sighed heavily again; the girl would be the death of me. I'd have to write extensively about the trouble millennial mates caused to warn anyone who came after myself. If I could just get us to work though, everything would be worth it. Everything.
A/N: hey guys! Hope everything is going well for you guys. I tried not to have this update take too terribly long. Sorry about how weird the timeline is in the story right now with Eric being ahead and us going back to look at what's going on with Faith/Allison but if I keep them exactly parallel right now too much will be going on so bear with me as I hopefully catch them up in the next chapter. Hopefully. Also,
**SMALL SPOILER**: all you asking about Faith/Eric. It will happen, but it's not going to be soon. They will talk but Eric's going to be searching for a while. There is method to this madness though. Promise! :)
Love you guys! See you soonish I hope. I *again* can't promise quick updates but I will try.