Every single bone in my body told me to run. My instincts are saying to exact opposite. Be the predator, rip his throat out and set him on fire. I’ve never experienced these types of feeling before, it’s almost like that lost memory, or forgotten that forgotten dream you had the night before. Almost scary.
My clairaudience was repeating the same thing over and over again.
‘Your father…be your father to survive.’
What I remember of my father is that he was a lawyer. And I don’t think the law system was not going to help me in this situation.
I wanted to pray so bad to not be eaten by this man in the truck. Wait, to be eaten? Again with the random thoughts popping up in my head. God I hated this, my head began to pound. It felt like something was supposed to be seen in a vision but it didn’t want to come out.
I began to wince from the pain.
‘You don’t want to see the memory.’
Shut up…
‘And they called you the brave one. All I see is a little girl not being able to control her powers’
I said shut up!
My cousin’s words broke me from the pain,
“Everybody look! The fog let up! Isn’t that cool?”
I could only roll my eyes, and mock her. That girl had no clue that it was me who made to fog ease up into nothing. I could do a lot more things too. For example I can unlock locks, move objects, and probably make a car alarm go off.
I saw a big hand wave in front of me. Looking up I saw the man in the car staring straight at me.
“Hey cutie, watch that temper of yours. You don’t want to let anyone know of your secrete right? And let me help you out with something, you know those voices you just heard? Well they ain’t yours,” he whispered to me.
Shock surged through my body with enormous power. Someone tried getting in my mind. And they succeeded. No one was able to do that to me ever. Not even a powerful psychic or wiccan are able to do that. I need to keep my guard up. No, I need to pay attention to the things around me.
“Thanks”, I mumbled to the man avoiding eye contact just in case he tried reading me. He let out a low chuckle.
Then I don’t know what hit me. All of a sudden I craved attention. I wanted to be seen in this place. I was being noticed, not just because of the color of my firey red hair, but for something else. This feeling was almost like a hunger of some sort. I just couldn’t get rid of it as if it was bound to me…
I couldn’t help but to think to myself.
Please don’t go away…
**
A sudden urge filled my stomach all of a sudden when I saw a redhead come off of the boat. There was only one saying that could describe her, Holy Shit. Her figure possessed my eyes and her voice. Don’t even get me started on her voice. It sounded so melodic; I needed to hear her up close.
When she turned around to face that asshole that drove the boat I saw her face. A baby face at that , rounded cheeks flushed with pink, a button nose, and her eyes. Oh God, they were a calm color of yellow, almost gold.
I looked at my brother Vaghn who was crouching beside me behind the bush. He looked right back at me with curiosity,
“Jasper, what is it?”
“ I want to find out her blood type, what she’s thinking and what she smells like.”
“Did you not see her eye color? If I cast up a breeze she’s going to know where it came from.”
“Do it”, I threatened him, “or I’ll tell your Coeur what you did in 1801.”
Without hesitation the one named Vaghn casted a small breeze and sent across the water. And as he predicted she knew where it came from. The girl turned around and looked directly at the bush.
His brother Jasper sniffed the air,
“ She has a blood type of RH-O, I smell bravery off of her, she where’s no perfume but the scent of a moon flower,” taking a pause he sniffed the air once more, “She’s extremely fertile and…and she’s a…virgin..”
His voice was low when he said the last part. His brother looked at him with amazed eyes, 300 years later. It took Jasper 300 years. But is it too good to be true? As long as Jasper did not pick a name for her they were safe.
Ok so the end of the story looks kind of funny but I did try to fix it...It didn't like me :( and it did it again while I typed this. Any ways Chapter five will be up on the 3rd of August
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Storie d'amore" If you had a chance to fall in love with someone make sure they are human and make sure that their name is not Jasper. God I hate that name." -Valora A summer vacation gone horribly wrong for a teenager named, Valora. All she wanted is some a...
