Okay hi everyone thanks for reviewing my last chapter. I forgot to mention that some of the idea of the last chapter was inspired by the movie the Butterfly Effect! With the great Ashton Kutcherx33 I'm upid-say for not mentioning that before. Sorry! So anyway I hope everyone likes this chap too!
Disclaimer: I only own characters that you don't recognize, everything else belongs to Stephenie Meyer. And some more inspiration from the movie the Butterfly Effect!
~CallMeKMac~
Chapter 8
Edward's POV
Maybe a clean permanent break is what I need. I have to stop acting this way, for my family. Because of them I am who I am today. They shouldn't have to suffer along with me.
Sarafina flipped through the pages of her composition notebook back and forth as she grinned at me.
"I already agreed. What else do you want?" I hated being sour but her presence seemed to make me more irritated.
Her forehead creased and she jutted out her bottom lip to make a pout, "Excuse me Mr. Cullen, I'm trying to help you and this is how you treat me?"
"Well excuse me Ms. Bellanie. But I would appreciate it if you please leave? We'll talk more about this when I have things rationalized in my head."
I forget that he can read minds. I don't really remember telling him my last name... She thought in her head.
"You can decide while I'm in here" Sarafina spoke and crossed her legs in an Indian style position.
"You're the reason why I can't think in here. I need to be alone for awhile" I took a deep breath, holding back the temptation to just pick her up and toss out the door.
She sighed and slowly got up, "Don't you want your life back? To how you used to be before you turned into this mess?"
"I don't think you understand that Bella means more to me then anything in this world. I don't want to forget about her just like that. I feel like there's no point in living now that I can't be with her." I brushed my hand through my hair, tugging out a couple of strands from stress.
"Oh I don't understand? You're right we did have different experiences in our love lives now didn't we?" She said sourly as she crossed her arms across her chest.
At this point I thought she finally got hit with some sense. I had gotten a sneak peek of her past. It runs constantly through the back of her mind. A boy roughly my height, with black crew cut hair, human apparently; it was like a reflection of me and Bella. Sort of a slap in the face in a way.
"Exactly. Now you get it" I intensified every word.
"Yeah, except you never killed her" Sara spat. She stood in front of me, frozen for an eighth of a second and then she ran out.
From the over view I had gotten from Carlisle's mind, I knew more then she thought. The whole story Tanya had told Carlisle and Esme; it was like I was there too.
"Ugh" I got up from the couch. Now not only am I feeling pain from leaving Bella, but now I feel guilty about Sara.
I dragged my feet out of my room and down the hall to Sara's room. "Sara…listen I didn't mean—" And then I heard the sound of glass cracking. I picked up my pace and caught myself on Sara's doorframe.
"Sara!" I knew she was crazy but not like this. I ran to her and wrapped my arms around her body to strap her arms down. She had created a hole in the middle of her window, along with the other cracks and dents that were decorated around it.
"What's gotten into you?!" I snapped. She isn't as strong as I am, so it was easy to try and restrain her. From the corners of my eyes I saw Tanya and the other three sisters' watch carefully from the door.
It seemed like Sara didn't hear a word I said. She grunted and growled as I tried to calm her, but it didn't help. Then again I wasn't that much calm myself. Then I felt a sudden wave of tranquil peace wash over me. Jasper.
I could tell Sarafina got the same hit because she soon settled down. I turned to the others, which seemed to have developed into a crowd, and nodded towards them. "It's okay" I whispered to them and to Sara.
With my arms still wrapped around her, I tugged her motionless body towards her couch. She was so still I was hoping that Jasper hadn't paralyzed her too.
Sara's body seemed to have a sudden tremble to it. She was shaken up quiet a bit, which made me feel even worse.
"Let me help you" I whispered to her, the corners of my lips rising; trying to mimic her like before.
I finally saw life in her face when her eyes settled on mine. I want him back. I just want him back. She whispered in her thoughts.
"Then don't help me. I can live. You should go through your memories to help you and stop that kid from getting killed."
She gulped and shook her head, a small smile was placed on her lips. "Where he is, is somewhere where I don't want to tamper with. I was pretty religious back in the day" she held back a chuckle. "But yours, she is fine. And she will be fine even when I erase you from her memory"
I felt myself shudder at the thought of never meeting Bella, it seemed like a hopeless cause.
I couldn't think of anything to say, so instead of risking anything that might hurt her more, I just nodded.
"So" she said straightening up, "When do you wanna start?"
I sighed and rolled my eyes, "How about now then?"
"Perfect" Sara's eyes gleamed. She crossed her legs and then rushed through her journal. "So where were you on the night of July 26th, 1945?" she grinned as she pointing a suspicious index finger at me.
"Was that when you were born?" I asked, getting comfortable in the love seat right across from her. Her room was small so it wasn't a far distance from where she sat.
"Born in a different sense" she gleamed her white teeth at me. "Maybe I should speed up the date…hmm…"
I scratched my head, letting her do all the thinking; it was easier that way. I still thought she was crazy for bringing up this idea. And half of me didn't really believe her to do what she was planning on doing.
"Do you remember when you first met Tanya?" Sara asked skimming through some of her entries.
I thought for a second and then sighed, "I don't know, roughly around the '70s?" I said, not in the mood to really think about these things.
Sara bit her bottom lip and then slowly flipped pages, "Aha! This seems good. December 18, 1977."
"Yeah that would be about the time me and Tanya got to really know each other" I said, scanning through my memories of when I first met Tanya with Carlisle, Esme, and Rosalie.
She grinned and then seemed to bounce with excitement. Has she met Alice yet?
"Your mood swings are keeping me on edge" I mumbled as I slumped back on my seat.
"Are you ready?" she exclaimed, ignoring my statement.
I sighed and nodded unenthusiastically. I folded my hands on my lap and waited for her nonsense to begin.
Sarafina's POV
I shook with excitement at how dedicated Edward seemed. Maybe dedicated isn't the word I want to use, more like willing to be my guinea pig.
I saw him grimace at me when I said that. Damn that mind reading skill of his!
I'm doing this to help him after all. So he should be more ecstatic then I am. Whatever, at least I can finally see if I'm capable of this.
"Can you stop talking to yourself and get the show on the road…" he sassed from the other side of the room.
I narrowed my eyes and flipped open to an entry I wrote on December 1977.
Ahem…I looked up at him and cleared my throat obnoxiously and then smiled. "Gotta get my tonsils ready for the story"
He rolled his eyes and motioned me to read.
I looked down at my book and took in a deep breath.
It was winter and I saw the snowflakes falling from the sky. Having a 'family' that you can share this with is great. And I'm finally getting some sense to the fact that these two people are now my foster mother and sister.
I looked up at Edward, "Nothing, huh?" he sighed. He got up and began to walk out of my room, but I immediately tackled him to the floor.
"No no no! Wait!" I shouted as I lay on his back with the book laid on out on top of his head. I began to read quicker.
It was 20 degree weather in Kansas, where our new abode nestled in. I had to blend with other people who wore coats and jackets outside. I didn't feel cold but I had to act like I was. Acting was never my forte and I remember getting in trouble with Missy when I didn't want to where my coat in the snowy blizzard—
I stared up at Edward and that's when everything began to get blurry. Unfortunately for some reason I began feeling a pain stabbing at me, I couldn't pin point from where it came from, my mind was getting distracted and fuzzy. I think I let out a loud yelp because I saw a hazy figure zoom to me.
I shut my eyes and felt like I was falling in a bottomless pit in the next second. Once I felt a sturdy ground beneath my feet, my eyes shot open.
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Missy, my foster vampire of a sister, was holding up my coat and shoving it at me.
"I don't understand you, Sarafina! It's as if you want people here to think we're abnormal! Walking out in a t-shirt in 20 degree weather! That's mad to them!" Missy wailed.
A goofy grin was plastered on my lips. I suddenly got a weird twinge in my stomach. I hadn't seen Missy since I left Pennsylvania after the accident.
I took a stride forward and wrapped my arms around her, "I missed you" where the first words that came out.
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