"She who carries the sun and moon shall be the savior of those with which darkness taints their souls."
According to the prophecy, the savior will be forced to make an ultimate sacrifice. The savior comes in the form of a bright-eyed nineteen-year...
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Hush now, you don't know how
I would sacrifice my world for you
Hush now, let it all pour out
You'll be right as rain on dew
**Heard You Crying by Michael Schulte**
(Lorelei's P.O.V)
The tears flowed freely as I laid sprawled out on the bathroom floor in all my fishy glory. I managed to reach the paper towels and started drying my tail furiously, desperate for my legs to reappear so I could go out and apologize to everyone for my rude behavior.
I wasn't crazy. Honest. I don't know what came over me. Hearing Zeke voice his opinion on the undead really got under my skin. I had immediately thought of my dear friend, Stefan, and his negative, false opinions of himself. And when he called Edward a freak, that sent me over the edge. I could practically feel my blood boiling.
Then, the explosion?!
The exploded water bottles?!
I didn't know I was capable of such a thing.
I knew Zeke could be irritating at times but he certainly didn't deserve my reaction. I had no idea what was wrong with me.
My hands were still shaking from the ordeal. I could feel adrenaline coursing through my body; my heart rate started to climb.
After a couple minutes of drying off, my legs reappeared. I placed my head in between my knees and took some slow, deep breaths to try to calm my racing heart but to no avail. With a shaky breath, I slowly stood up and leaned against the sink.
I looked up at the steamed mirror in front of me. I could feel the heat practically radiating off my body. My cheeks were flushed. I turned on the faucet and ran my hands under some cold water before splashing my face. My heart was still going a mile a minute.
Was I having a heart attack at nineteen?
Surely not.
I knew I needed to go out and face the aftermath of my idiotic outburst but the thought of seeing Edward's face after my humiliating display caused panic to sear through me. I felt like I was going to be sick.
I stared down at the running water and clenched my fists anxiously. A gasp flew through my lips when the water coming from the faucet instantly turned into steam. I quickly turned off the water as I all but started hyperventilating. I had no idea that this would happen after the completed transformation.
"You're really starting to worry me," Edward's soothing voice called from outside the door. "Please open up."
I cast one last look at my frazzled face in the mirror. I looked worse for wear. My eyes were wild, my cheeks still blushing. I was a mess. Still, I could no longer ignore the fact that Edward was waiting outside the door for me.
