AUTHOR: JackPhillipsGirl
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters from So Weird, but I wish I owned Jack. I don't own the song "Love Calling Earth" either - that belongs to Robbie Williams. The only characters I own are Rob, Jennifer, and any minor characters you don't recognize. If anyone cares, my birthday is in two days... just thought I'd mention it...
A/N: This is the sequel to my story Not While I'm Around, so please read that first if you haven't already. But, if you have, then, enjoy!
Prologue
It was my fault. I admit it, when I first met Rob, I thought he was the most gorgeous man I'd ever laid eyes on. After I moved to Seattle, although my interest in the paranormal was still there, it was never as strong as it used to be. The effects of the spell that took away my gift were always present, and it became more and more difficult to piece together the weird things around me.
But it was so obvious.
I ignored the scar on Rob's face, the sunglasses that he always wore, and his unusual questions. I ignored the fact that he was slowly gaining power over me, turning me away from what I once believed in so passionately, making me think murderous thoughts, and causing me to act hateful towards the people I love. It shouldn't have happened. If I wasn't so blinded by my "love" for him, I could have paid attention to what was real, what was right in front of me.
Rob was a demon, and I couldn't see it. The only person who could was my brother Jack - he saw it right from the beginning, but I wouldn't listen to him. He knew that Rob was going to kill me, and he saved my life. Jack died - for me.
I killed him. I killed him with my ignorance and stupidity. If I had just listened to what Jack tried so hard to tell me, he'd still be alive right now. We both would. And we could finally have that month together that we had been waiting for. But we didn't, and now we never can, because I killed my own brother.
I left Seattle. I wanted to get as far away from Rob, wherever he was, masquerading around aimlessly with Jack's life inside of him - the life that Jack never had the chance to live. I moved back to Hope Springs, to stay with Mom, now that it was just the two of us. Even Annie left us to go live with her parents. Mom stopped touring - she said that she had planned to stop this year anyway, but I know it was depression.
"What is it with me, Fi?" she asked me one night. "Why do I have to lose so many people?"
I don't want to think about it any more. I can't push away that guilty feeling, and I can't stop the tears. If I stayed in Seattle, if I chased after Rob, things would only become worse.
The only problem is, what happens when Rob chases after me?