❝𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.❞
Jupiter Black has been isolated from the outside world her entire life up until the age of thirteen. During a duel with her mother, Jupiter tragically witnesses her death and flees from h...
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 10
MY TIRED BLUE EYES GAZE AT MY FACE THROUGH THE MIRROR. I look physically exhausted, because I am. I was unable to sleep last night after the nightmare of murders I performed kept me awake, my mind tormented with screams and the sight of blood and bodies.
My blue eyes are staring deep through me before they move over to my short dark curls. Dad. Accidentally, I morph my face to look like Sirius', just for a moment.
At the sight of his face I stagger backwards from the mirror and my face flickers back to my own. My heart spikes into my chest and I gasp as I begin to tremble. The dark curls bounce just above my shoulders and my blue eyes are wide in terror.
I tear my eyes away, unable to stare any longer and I shake with my heart pounding. I can't look at myself. I can't because I look like my father, and he's dead. He is never coming back, and it is my fault.
My heart is beating quickly within me and my hands shake rapidly. Tears form in my eyes and rage swims within me. I look like him. And I can't bear to look at myself anymore.
My black hair grows and lightens into a dark brown and my eyes change colour to match my hair. My shaky breathing slowly returns steady, and even though some of my features are his. I no longer look like his clone, nor do I look like Theodora.
But at the moment, I can't look like myself without looking like him.
˓𓄹 ࣪˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑
I hold the diary in my hands, spilling my secrets within it in black ink. I need to write it down, I need to get it out. Or it will eat me alive.
