𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐱 𝐎𝐂
❝ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑒𝑢𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑎 ❞
Sabrina Swan was a work of art, a beautifully catastrophic mess of delicate colours and harsh brush strokes. She was the girl that could see the future and ye...
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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 23 𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙵𝚃𝙴𝙳
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"Brina? You up?" Bella asked, poking her head into Sabrina's room.
Sabrina sat in a rocking chair by the window, rare rays of sunlight streaming through the window illuminating the rings around her eyes and tear tracks that stained her face. Bella noticed them when Sabrina turned to look at her. She recognised the look in her eyes too. It was a look Bella was all too familiar with: heartbreak. But Bella didn't think drawing attention to Sabrina's state just yet would do her any good. Besides, she had a different goal for today.
"Get dressed," Bella instructed, throwing open the door and marching into the room.
Sabrina stood up from her chair, her limbs aching from having sat in one position for most of the night — since Jacob had left her room actually.
"Why? Where are we going?" She asked her cousin as she rummaged through her cupboard, grabbed a random outfit and chucked it at her.
"You'll see," was all Bella said before giving her 15 minutes to get ready and meet her in the car.
Sabrina looked to Benny with an inquisitive expression but the boy just shrugged.
"Don't look at me. I'm as clueless as you."
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Bella lay in her bed, staring up at the ceiling with a sense of guilt weighing down on her. Once again, Sabrina had sacrificed her own well-being just so she could be there to wake Bella up from yet another nightmare and no matter how hard she seemed to try to be better, Bella just couldn't help it.
Knock, knock, knock.
Bella sat up as she heard the faint knocking at her door. Assuming it was Sabrina, Bella told whoever was at the door to come in.
Bella's eyes widened with surprise when the door opened and Jacob quietly crept into the room. The girl practically jumped out of her bed to get to him.
"Jacob!" She exclaimed in a hushed tone.
The first thing she noticed was his lack of a shirt, her eyes unintentionally raking up and down his bare torso before stopping on the new tattoo on his arm. There was something about it that seemed vaguely familiar to her, like it reminded her of a story she'd once heard...
