Thank you so much for reading #1 of my set, Familiar Love. I hope you enjoyed it. By the way, Stanton and Serena did NOT consummate their relationship. Yet. They merely shared an intense kiss. A VERY intense kiss. But, I'm pleased to inform you that soon, I hope to post the sequel to this story. Please stick around for a clip. It'll be read by Rachel's POV. Let it be known that my series had to read in sequential order. Thank again, my lovely readers, to those who stayed with me, and even those that didn't keep up. A special thanks to: Brandi, Sarah, and Sam. A particular thanks to Angelgirl914 if you ever read again for being my first reader, and the most important thank you, to Joanna/prtychic-2007 for being my most faithful reader of all. God bless you all. Your reviews mean very much to me. Now, I'm pleased to show you a small clip from #2. Is it a cliffhanger? Oh well, thank you. I look forward to reviews on #2 you guys! Oh, by the way, It's called Accepting Demons. Good bye! And one more thing, I'd also like to point out to Starre, that just because you're sick of a series, then there's no reason to be such a bitch about what I write. You don't like it, then don't read it, and just because your DOTM writing is so mediocre, you don't need to be so rude. You ask for reviews right? Because you worked hard to make it right? Or even if you didn't try, you still want to know what others think OF YOUR STORY!!! Not of what you think of the series, or of something completely irrelevant. And you were the one that said I was ending at 24, not me. How do you feel when someone disses your story just because of what you base it on? You leave my story alone, and I wont touch yours, against my temptations. For you other people, I apologize, but I'm angry at her for her r/r's, and not commenting on my story. She had only talked positive about it once. So, my apologies, read on.
Rachel peeked around the corner. Seeing nothing, she ran for it. She clutched the flask to her heart. Time was running out. If she didn't get to Stanton now, he would surely perish forever. Suddenly, hands grabbed her elbow. She turned around, and swung with a ll her might, then continued running. The hand grabbed her again, and she screamed loudly, "Let me go you bastard!" She struggled mightily, but as she opened her eyes, all struggled ceased. Her eyes widened. "Collin? What the hell are you doing?" He let go, but she didn't run. "Trying to talk to you, and not get killed!" She looked up to find a huge red mark by his right eye. "I'm sorry but I'm in a hurry!" She turned, and hurriedly walked. "Has Stanton crossed Jimena over yet?" She stopped dead in her tracks, and her eyes and mouth closed as tears gently pushed out of her eyes. Through a sobbing voice, she answered. "Yes." She turned around, ready to face his dismay. Instead, she met his lovely, warm, and sweet smile. "I was hoping you'd say that." Her shoulders dropped slowly, and she realized that Collin was already entranced. In disgust with herself, she turned again. Before he could say more, she looked up at the new glow in the sky, colors of bright orange, dark blue, and black. Ignoring him, she quickly ran down the path to the beach. The sand pushed it's way between her toes as she stumbled across the beach. Looking forward, terror struck her. Stanton was right in the middle of the beach, a light blue swirl around his body. His eyes were empty, the blue glow now gone. The darkness above trembled the sky, and it filtered into the cyan colored swirl covering Stanton. "What the hell?" Collin said from behind her. Falling to her hands and knees, she wept. The smell of death grew heavy on the air. She knew that she would lose at least one of the only two people she loved. Looking at Stanton's once brotherly loving, now empty face, then Collin's once handsome, now frightened face, she realized she couldn't bear losing either one. She would have to choose which one she could save. "Absum mind, Absum anima. Appello meus indolentia nunc." She recited, then instantly realized. She stood up, faced one of the two blonde boys saying, "I love you." She tied the flask to her wrist. She gripped her other wrist, then pointed her palm at him. "Forgive me please." And then, she blasted him with the light.
Rachel peeked around the corner. Seeing nothing, she ran for it. She clutched the flask to her heart. Time was running out. If she didn't get to Stanton now, he would surely perish forever. Suddenly, hands grabbed her elbow. She turned around, and swung with a ll her might, then continued running. The hand grabbed her again, and she screamed loudly, "Let me go you bastard!" She struggled mightily, but as she opened her eyes, all struggled ceased. Her eyes widened. "Collin? What the hell are you doing?" He let go, but she didn't run. "Trying to talk to you, and not get killed!" She looked up to find a huge red mark by his right eye. "I'm sorry but I'm in a hurry!" She turned, and hurriedly walked. "Has Stanton crossed Jimena over yet?" She stopped dead in her tracks, and her eyes and mouth closed as tears gently pushed out of her eyes. Through a sobbing voice, she answered. "Yes." She turned around, ready to face his dismay. Instead, she met his lovely, warm, and sweet smile. "I was hoping you'd say that." Her shoulders dropped slowly, and she realized that Collin was already entranced. In disgust with herself, she turned again. Before he could say more, she looked up at the new glow in the sky, colors of bright orange, dark blue, and black. Ignoring him, she quickly ran down the path to the beach. The sand pushed it's way between her toes as she stumbled across the beach. Looking forward, terror struck her. Stanton was right in the middle of the beach, a light blue swirl around his body. His eyes were empty, the blue glow now gone. The darkness above trembled the sky, and it filtered into the cyan colored swirl covering Stanton. "What the hell?" Collin said from behind her. Falling to her hands and knees, she wept. The smell of death grew heavy on the air. She knew that she would lose at least one of the only two people she loved. Looking at Stanton's once brotherly loving, now empty face, then Collin's once handsome, now frightened face, she realized she couldn't bear losing either one. She would have to choose which one she could save. "Absum mind, Absum anima. Appello meus indolentia nunc." She recited, then instantly realized. She stood up, faced one of the two blonde boys saying, "I love you." She tied the flask to her wrist. She gripped her other wrist, then pointed her palm at him. "Forgive me please." And then, she blasted him with the light.