Passion

INTRO

Losing My brother Caleb and my sister Sairah was like losing two halfs of my heart. They meant everything to meand now just because of some stupid mistake cost them thier lives ad it wasn't even their mistake. And now here i am moving to a new town, a new house and as my mother puts it, ' to a new life.' But i don't want a new life or any of those things. i want them back but i canet them back because their gone. Gone for good.

CHAPTER ONE ; THE END ISN'T ALWAYS THE END, SOMETIMES JUST THE START OF SOMETHING NEW

"We're here darling. Just look at that, isn't it beautiful?" my mother asked as she pointed me towrad our new house. Slowly raising my eyes from my book i looked up to where she was pointing. it wasn't just a house, no this a typical mansion from a horror movie. How exciting! i get to live out my doom. "it's..." I didnt want to make her mad again, she already lost her temper twice in the car and t honestly looked like a cinderella mansion but with out the colorfull flowers and rainbows and such no this thing have black vines up the side's and front  and blood red  roses lining the entance and long with tall creepy windows and an eerie atmostphere. "It has personality" i said at last. she gave me a flat smile and glanced at me with concerened eyes. "well you might as well get used to it, we are going to be living here for a very long while." wih that she walked up to the door and fished the key out of her pocket and unlocked the door. "you can start bringing in the furniture now" he called to the men in the moving van. sighing i closed my book and stepped out of the cade of the truck and into the sun.  looking at the house i pictured it with my siblings still here with us but quickly shut out that image in fear of breaking down again.  "Passion, why don't you go look at the surrounding area and get a feel for it. Don't want to get lost in these woods." my mother said with a little smile. Translation; why dont you make yourself useful and scout the area. i dont want to have to waist my time if you get lost.  "whatever" i mumbled.

Normally im not this moody and grim but with the shit that happened before we came here i have all the rights to be.

Taking my mothers advice i started for the tree line hoing to get out of here and into some other world. no such luck, leaves crunched under my boots as i walked under partly fallen trees. Taking in my surrounding i could see a bit of sunlit throught the treetops but that was all otherwise the woods were dark and creepy. concentrating on my thoughts i must have walked for hours or so it felt like when i finally noticed my legs starting to hurt from walking.  finding myself at a creek i sat down on a rock near the water. water moving fast, all i could hear was the rushing of it, and the birds singing and trees swaying. Here there was light, it poured downfrom the sky, and dropped into the cold water and touched it's rocks making them shine and glitter. it was pretty, no beautiful was more like it. I sighed and gave a little smile, letting my finger tips trickle into the water.

"beautiful, isn't it?" I gasped an yanked my hand out of the water with so much force almost throwing myself back into it.  looking to where i heard the voice my jaw dropped a little bit.

"Caleb.." i whispered. he gave a little smile.

"H.. How is this possible? it can't be.." 

I whispered to him. he stood there across the creek in his favorite black denim jeans and unbuttoned blue shirt with a white one unerneath. his hair was shorter and his eyes looked so alive. He was almost glowing.

"Passion..." I looked back met his eyes feeling the sting of oncoming tears. 

"..Yes" 

"You can't keep holding on to the past. You need to move on."  "But how? i can't sleep, i get nightmares and i always feel Aglish. "  I blurted out.

"I can't move on caleb. I just can't. i tried , it doesn't matter how hard i try. I always fel like something's pulling me back. and i can't get out of it's grip." 

He laughed, and put his hands in his jean pockets. "It not pulling you back, your just holding on to past and it's sucking you into depression. No, Passion. It's you that has to accept that our lives have been torn out of each others grasp."

"How can you not be sad that your life ended, or that you dont see us everyday anymore." I asked his quietly

"Pash, honey. I will Always see you, you just wont alway see me. Think of me as your gaurdian angel. protecting you is what i want most." I nodded. "Hows Sairah, s she okay?"

his smile faltered a bit and he shook his head. "i don't know. She crossed over, and told me to watch over you and said that you'll meet again, soon."  i felt my cheeks getting wet and new it was my tears.

"But why, Caleb. Why do you want me to forget you?" i asked him, looking up. Caleb stood rigid like he was bracing himself for something. he glanced at me and then back to where he was looking. I followed his gaze and saw nothing, wierd. "...okay ... let her know ... maybe ... she doesn't ... the reason..." Caleb's voice faltered in and out of hearing and i could only make out half sentences but barely. After a while Caleb's body visably relaxed and he gave me a small smile.

 "Passion i have to go. And for the Question you asked me is because if you don't forget what happened your always going to Regret now living in the now and being stuck in the past." Caleb blew me a kiss and turned to leave stopping short of being hidden in the shadows. "And Passion, Don't close yourself off from the world. Make friends, live your life but don't forget i will always be a part of you and with you. But you have to forget why i'm not here, don't forget me just forget the reason why I'm not here. Goodbye Passion." he gave a small wave and slid into the darkness, leaving everything as if he was never even here.  "goodbe Caleb." I whispered.

I heard the crunching of leaves and turned around but saw no one. "Whose there?" i called out. mentally slapping myself for giving away my location.

"The name's Varen." said a voice just beyond the sunlights reach. "Hiding in the shadows isn't always the best choice." i said to him. "It may not be the best, but it's mine. WHo were you talking to?" he asked me. "I wasn't talking to anyone. i was..." talking to my dead brother. but he doesn't need to know that. "i was reciting lines." I told him thinking fast. "For  play i wass supposed to be in.." i finished. Why would i say for a play? i hate plays and i hate acting. it makes me Aglish. I saw a quick flash of white, "your a horrible liar, i hoe you know that." he laughed.

"Whatever." i said standing up and brushing off my  tight white jeans.  "I have to go anyway. wheather you belive my lie or not is you choice." i got to the shadows and looked him in the eye. "Just don't bother me anymore. i'm not looking to make friends." i pushed past him but he gripped my arm. "if you ever change you mind, call me." he slipped a piece of paper into the pocket of my shirt and then let me go. "what's the use" i said. "i'm not going to be here for long." with that i walked back to the house i was now currently going to live my doomed life.  if Mother want's to play dirty so be it I'll play dirty. i thought with a smirk.