❝𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬.❞
Claretta Hale defies the norms of the vampire world; her existence is an enigma. Following the near-conflict with the Volturi, the vampire royalty monitor this wielder of Chaos Magic closely.
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𝚉 𝙴 𝚁 𝙾
THE WARM ITALIAN SUN SHINES ON MY PALE SKIN, CAUSING IT TO SPARKLE. I stare out at the sea surrounding me which shimmers under the sun's gaze. The cool liquid rushes past my ankles and towards the shore.
Water drips from my blonde curls and returns to the sea. I'm damp and dripping with water, all whilst wearing a dress. I don't speak, I only gaze out at the liquid surrounding me in a peaceful silence.
I can hear a slight sigh come from behind me and my mother's scent greats me. "Mio cara, your dress is soaking wet." Mamma calls out and I move away from the water. It sloshes away from me and the sand meets my bare feet.
"I know, mamma. But the water looked especially pretty today." I ring out the liquid from the bottom of my dress, and my silver charm bracelet makes dangling noises as I do so. In an instant, my father speeds to stand beside my mother, wrapping an arm around her waist.
My parents stare at me softly before my father speaks up. "The water does look wonderful today," His southern accent points out and my mother breaks into a smile. "But don't swim fully clothed." He adds with a look at me. I roll my eyes with a smile.
Mamma looks between Papà and the water before rushing forward and taking my hand. She pulls me with her whilst giggling and we jump back into the water. The water gets inside of my eyes before the two of us rush to the surface. Mamma's dark curls bounce over her shoulders and we both stand far out in the sea, staring out at Papà who stands on the beach.
Papà sighs as he stares at the both of us. Mamma lifts a hand and waves it rapidly, giggling. "Tallulah, Claretta, what did I just say?" He pushes a hand through his hair before smiling. "The water is lovely today, come in, Jazz." My mother smiles at her mate who rolls his eyes before speeding to stand beside us.
A mischievous glint arises in my mother's eyes and she takes my hand, splashing water all over my father. I do the same and Papà tries to use his hands to cover his face. Mamma giggles and red whisps circle her hands before a large wave lifts into the air and crashes over Papà.
The water splashes all around us and Papá's golden eyes stare at his mate. Mamma's face falls before she breaks into a sprint and speeds back to the beach, with Papà following after her. "Jazz! I'm sorry!" She laughs out and my father wraps his arms around her stomach.
He picks her up with her legs slung over his arm. "Jazz..." Mamma starts as he walks towards the water. "Jasper..." My father breaks into a grin before moving his arms backwards and throwing my mother into the water. Mamma screams out a laugh before colliding with the water.
I watch the scene with a bittersweet expression and reach a hand to play with one of the charms that rest on the silver bracelet which resides on my left wrist. My heart wells and sadness rises inside of me.
