£° The Red String Of Fate °€ [ Rosalie Hale ] [ Bella Swan ]

Chapter ¹ - Welcome To Forks, No Really.

"Everyone has a chapter, they don't want to speak outloud."

- Forksswan

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   The endless and endless trees, a not so rare pattern that continue on and on. But then it comes to a halt as new and more taller tree takes a place filling the world with a rarity of different shapes and shades.

The skyscraper, once was a bright and beautiful blue, was now washed away into a grayish blue, as the clouds faded into fog. The sun no more, Cold nice cool air, now a new chilly breeze.

That's was what Fray Sinclair saw and felt as she set on the passenger side of a black minivan, counting a few times the minute left before a new song play on the radio, replacing the old with a new one. In reality, it had almost felt like she was counting the taping of her Mother finger that hit the steering wheel as she sung to the low words playing outloud.

They been driving for a couple of days now. An almost unceasing ride. A new home, a new start, leaving everything they knew behind at New York. It was in a way a nice fresh of air to start anew, but also felt scary, the idea of meeting new unknown people.

Fray didn't really mind the crisp beginning, don't get her wrong she will dearly miss her small group of friends she had— but that just it, it was a friendship, one that would've eventually ended on it own, right? Her mother always educated her to never get attached, eventually everyone leaves, she guess that came from the deep cut her dad had left her. She never really listened in the end or more like couldn't help herself, they were emotions, one that no one had real control over.

So, she did the next best thing, let them all out on her art until she couldn't feel anything but the numb ache in her gut.

The sudden voice of her mother Rebekah Sinclair ranged into her head.

"We are almost there, aren't you excited?" Her mother had asked her with her own light weight tone. Fray only hummed in response, never once taking her gaze away from the many trees they kept on passing.

Rebekah looked to her daughter for a moment before returning her gaze back to the road. "You could at least pretend to be happy for my sake." She had told her daughter, taking her silence as a form of protest for the fact that they were basically leaving everything behind.

Fray turned her gaze towards her mom, seeing a small smile on her face, a expression that showed that she wasn't actually bother by her not real response. "Sorry, I'm... just tired." She had uttered, laying her head on the window.

Rebekah nodded her head, accepting her apology as is. She press down on one of button to her left, allowing for the window to slightly open so some of the fresh air outside could enter the car. "Why don't you rest up then, by the time you wake up we would probably be there." Her mother gently spoke.

So she listen to her mother and close her eyes, waiting for the world to become nothing but background music.