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Author's Note- So surprise! I managed to write this chapter last night, for some reason my Internet wasn't working so I could post it. I HUGE thank you to Hornet394, izzebelle, MyDarkTwistedWorld, NerdoftheWorld, and LilaVanilla for reviewing!I'm so happy that all of you are enjoying this story!
*Warning this chapter includes thoughts and attempts of suicide*
Chapter 8
Seconds
"Seconds feel like minutes, minutes feel like hours, hours feel like days, days feel like weeks, weeks feel like months, and months feel like years."
A single word flashed through my mind.
Danielle
Her name is Danielle.
It was like…someone had started to roll a film in my head.
The biography of Danielle's life
I couldn't control it, it just happened.
It was like…I reading her biography on Wikipeta or something.
And then it would appear on the screen in my head
Seconds later.
The freckled face Danielle was born in the early morning of crisp clear day in autumn.
Her mother Ann and her father Gabe were not expecting her.
They already had two others and had thought they were done.
But Danielle was a surprise.
A good one… I suppose.
She grew up in Maine.
Spending her young childhood days playing along the beaches.
For a while her life was nothing unusual
She went to school and learned her ABC's
Made new friends and had dreams
But then one day her mother never came home
She had gone boating with some friends, a yearly tradition
"At least she died doing what she loved"
They would say to her
Her father moved them away from the beaches of Maine
Too many memories and too much pain
The dreary little town called Forks was her home now
Her father Gabe threw himself into work
Trying so hard to avoid his little girl
Who was so much like her mother
That it made his heart ache.
Her two older siblings were in college
Or at work
But who cared about the sad freckle faced girl anyway
Who would comfort such a girl
Or make friends with someone
Who still slept with her teddy bear
At age 15
Who was more fragile than butterfly wings
Any moment she could start crying a river of tears
She started skipping school and started trying out drugs
Because really, who really cares?
Maybe life would be better without me
No one cares or loves me
She would think
Her mother would be there and grandparents too
Even her faithful golden retriever would be at the gates, wagging his tail.
How many pills would it take
To fall asleep and never wake
5,6,7, or 8?
She started doing research and found many ways
But swallowing pills seemed much more peaceful than
Tying a noose, or cutting one's self
Sleeping beauty was her favorite princess after all
Then one day her father found
His little girl asleep
Next to a bottle of empty pills
To the hospital he went
Praying to God as he went
A young pale golden eyed doctor
Saved her
From a mistake that the freckled face girl would have regretted
The rest of her life
Slowly she picked up the pieces of her shattered life
Her father stopped avoiding his little girl
And siblings called home every week
School improved and she made friends
She even met a boy named Ben
He makes her smile and laugh and feel like she's the only girl in the world
He took her to homecoming and prom
He told her he loves her
And he still does
The ring in his pocket proves it so
Today she hopes is the day
When Ben kneels on one knee and says those magic little words
If only they hadn't gotten lost and run into a strange young girl
With strange red eyes and smooth pale skin
Why is the girl staring at me?
She wonders…
The movie ends and I am suddenly aware I'm still standing in the forest. And that it took only a matter of seconds for me to view Danielle's entire life.
What just happened?
I realize that Danielle is still staring at me curiously but then she shifts her gaze to something behind.
"Hey, is your friend okay?" She asks me her eyebrows furrowing in concern as points to someone behind me.
I turned in the direction she is pointing too; no longer aware of the delicious mouthwatering scent that is filling the air.
To my absolute horror I see Fred slowly making his way towards us, almost zombie like. His eyes are blazing red with thirst and staring intently at Danielle's throat.
I can tell that his mind has shut down and that he is no longer listening to his conscious, because than he would care that he's about to slaughter an innocent freckled face girl who got a second chance at life…
Authors Note: Sorry its short but at least it's something right? I can't say when I will update but I can probably say it wouldn't be next week or the week after. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and got a little more understanding of Bree's gift. If you have any Questions, suggestions, or comments all you have to do is hit that little review button!
Oh and I hope you all of a happy Valentines Day!