***Tess's P.O.V.***
I opened my eyes to full on chaos. I watched as Dalton jumped at Evan. Evan slammed him into the ground by the neck. He had a stake! He was going to kill Dalton! "Goodbye." He whispered into Dalton's ear.
"No!" I screamed. Some how I was able to rip myself from the wall. I threw myself in between them. It didn't hurt much. It was like a sting going through my stomach. I fell to the ground in what seemed like slow motion. Dalton looked like he forgot everything else and pulled me into his lap. "I though vampires didn't cry." I whispered.
"For you they do." He said and pulled me closer to him. I didn't mind dying if it was for him. I just didn't want to leave him. I know it sounds selfish, but he was for me and I felt I should have more time with what's mine. I felt my body go slack and I was no longer breathing. Is this death? Do I have to watch myself get buried? I can't I'm claustrophobic. Dalton kissed my forehead and gently put me down. Then he stood up. "You killed her!" He yelled at Evan. Was I dead? Why was I still able to see an hear this? I watched as Dalton ripped Evan apart piece by piece. The woman that was with him ran in terror. "This isn't right." I heard a voice behind me. I hadn't heard that voice in five years. Mom. I thought to myself. A glowing white figure touched my head and I could move. I looked over to Dalton and Evan and they were frozen. "It wasn't suppose to happen this way." I turned back to see my mom. Her light brown hair cascading down her back in light curls. She hugged me tight. "Tess, I've missed you so much, but it's not your time. I'm not sure how that happened though." She looked down at the bloodied stake in my stomach. "But I do know that even if it was, that wouldn't have killed you. You see a power can't die except by the hand of that damn knife."
"What's a power?"
"A power. You didn't realize that you ripped yourself through pure iron chains to get to Dalton?"
"I thought that was adrenaline."
"Well, your normal powers aren't suppose to come until you turn eighteen. That's the age you stop aging and you turn powerful, but you need to get that knife. If he knows your powers have already started he will kill you for sure."
"But..."
"Don't question me young lady. You either need to take the knife or kill him."
"But mom. He's in jail, but I will try to find it. Can I wake up now?" She smiled and nodded her head. I opened my eyes and gulped down a lot of air. "Remind me to never stop breathing." Everything was dark and I realized it was night. Someone left the weird tree door open so someone would find me. I started to stand, but the stake hurt. I ripped it from my stomach with a scream and stood. I walked up the stairs and found no one around. I closed the weird door and headed towards Dalton's. I found the road we missed a week ago and walked down it. I was walking for what seemed like hours until I finally came to the huge black gates. I climbed the bars and descended. When I got to the porch I sat down. You never realized how long the driveway was until you had to walk it with a hole in your... I looked down and the hole was gone. It was just my stomach and a gaping, bloody hole in my shirt. I walked over to Dalton's window and found a vine. I scaled the wall to his huge window and threw myself inside. He was asleep on the bed. I walked over and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess. There was blood in my hair and on my face, as well as on my shirt. The light flicked on and I turned to see Dalton standing by it with a silver knife. "What the hell do you want shifter?"
"Shifter. I'm not a shifter."
"You have to be. I watched Tess die earlier today."
"Yeah, and I wanted to say, what's the big deal with leaving me down there alone?"
"How did you know that?"
"I'm Tess. Can I get a change of clothes and a shower? I feel so dirty." He didn't move. I shook my head and grabbed the knife from him. I cut my arm. Then I amazed myself. The wound healed up instantly.
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Hey guys sorry I haven't been writing but I had an accident involving a golf cart. My whole body hurts and I was lucky to post this chapter. I'll write some more when I get better. So thanks for being supportive. Love you guys
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Novela JuvenilNormal... I would love to use that word to describe myself, but I can't. My name is Tess Kingly and everyone thinks I killed my mother. I was found with her blood on my hands and leaning over her body, but I was so young. Now I'm back and the people...