Hemlock Grove: No Turning Back

••● Chapter Nine: Vision of Sight ●••

Alright, so I finished season 3 of Hemlock Grove on Netflix. I know I've never written an author's note in my chapters but I just have to talk about this. Season 3 was alright, not great but alright. I'm highly disappointed in how it turned out, it lacked a really good plot it seemed really forced? I thought it was gonna be a little more intense and like better than all the seasons. But it wasn't. Now don't get mad it's just my opinion. I love Hemlock Grove so much, but season three could have had so much more potential, with an in-depth story. It could have actually continued on with multiple other seasons. It could have actually gone further with their storyline and I'm just really bummed about how it turned out.

Buuuut that aside yeah, Chapter Nine. Let's get this fanfiction on a roll.

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The night had blanketed the sky, as the pale white candlelight of the moon crept into my bedroom through the blinds. My eyes were wide, and a headache was pounding in the back of my mind. I couldn't sleep. I was over rested, I felt like the walls were crushing me. I stared blankly at the ceiling frustrated, as my thoughts just raced by one another not giving me a break from thinking.

I felt like a walk would do so much for my brain, maybe relax it. I placed my hands on my face covering my eyes before I rolled off the bed onto my feet. Tiptoeing to the door, opening it to see all the lights off and it was quiet.

I had forgotten Destiny was working late tonight, she was called in an hour or two after we got home from grocery store. I had walked to the main door, slipping on my boots and grabbing my coat off the rack soon out onto the cool street.

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It was dark, and the clouds concealed the moon, only giving off just the faintest of light. The street lights flickered, on and off... on and off. It was all too quiet out on the street, no noises of cars. Some late-night walkers were coming back from the bar wasted out of their minds. No lights shone from the large square windows on the houses. The only noise to fill my ears was the sound of the swings screeching in the wind and the faint laughter of the drunks who were stumbling into one another. After ten minutes of being in the lone darkness walking to no set destination, my brain still wasn't shutting off or relaxing. I felt almost hopeless, this walk was hopeless.

I folded my coat sides over one another clutching them, as I buried my face in my coat to stop the cool breeze from stroking my face. Looking around, I could see my breath which normally always meant winter was coming. 

Now thinking about it, it was going to be my first winter in Hemlock Grove.

Smiling at the thought about spending it with Roman, Peter, Shelley, and Destiny. Hell, it was all I could ever ask for. A freak Christmas. I let out a small giggle at the thought and now my mind had completely pushed aside all the crazy shit that's been occurring recently in my life. 

I felt normal for just the moment. I was excited about the idea of Christmas and I haven't been that way since I was a little girl. But unfortunately, Christmas was ages away.  Walking down the street, I hummed quietly, just to give me the slight comfort that it wasn't super quiet and I wasn't super alone.

Coming to the downtown part of Hemlock, I noticed it had a few late-night people out on the streets. But not the friendly kind, walking closer to the crowd I could tell they were dealers of some sort by the way they looked. Shaky, sweaty, and pale as they huddled around one another.  I had stumbled into a rather uncomfortable position that I was hoping to avoid.