The Elegant Howl. (A Seth Clearwater love story) {Completed}

Chapter 9: Break, and break and break and break

I curled up under the tree and went through the horibble words in my head. "Tori, your going to boarding school," my Father told me. I didn't want to be alone. Even though I was 13. Jacob sat down next to me. He tried to make me smile by poking me. I didn't though. He grabbed the locket around my neck and put a little note in it. He kissed my forehead and whispered before getting up. "Read it," he said. He turned as I clicked the locket open again. Memories flooded through my brain of broken arms and him saving me from bullies. I read the little note:

Even though Rachel and Rebecca left you, I never will. I PROMISE you that I will never leave you. You are my little sister and I will always be there. Keep this note so if I ever break this promise, you can hit me and recite these words. Love, your favourite sibling, Jacob.

He waved goodbye as the taxi drove me away. Tears flooded my eyes and I gave a weak wave too.

Now I'm 12. I skipped around the house with a boy. He was the same age. His name I remember. It was Brendan. We were best friends. He was always my best friend. We never ever fell in love. I was happy to have a boy that close to me without wanting to kiss me. He handed me the friendship ring.

Long times passed.

Even though the time seems more than half shorter.

Confusion and sadness are the fires that burn inside of me.

Is fate with him, really the road that lay infront of me?

Or the one that others lay upon me.

There are worst fates that could fall upon one.

Sickness seems small though, compared to heartbreak.

It shatters permanently, a sickness with no cure, a condition with no highs, a side with no bright.

-Renee Acott.

I read the passage, sitting on my bed, eating an apple. I hadn't talked to Seth in ages. I didn't want to. I couldn't stand the thought of him and...her. I pulled the curtain back and peeked out. Not surprising, what I saw. 'Kathy' and her new boyfriend Seth, (that name means nothing) hanging about.

They chased eachother, kissing once in a while. Falling in a heap, him holding her bridal style. I cringed again with hurt. I layed down and pulled into a ball. I looked at my clock, 9:15 am. I decided to get up. I looked in the mirror. I had been yelled at by Jacob and called 'anorexic' last night.

I put on my black denim shorts and a white tank top. I chucked a denim vest on that was a very light blue denim colour. I brushed my hair and then straightened it. My hair was naturally lightly curled. I put it in a pony tail and then straightened my fringe. Then I grabbed a hair piece; and elastic band with a sparkly bow. I wore it comando style (across the forehead)

Then I put on a touch of mascara and just for silliness, put on one blue converse, and one green one. I walked up to the jewelry box. I opened it and pulled the locket out. Then I looked at the ring. It was a mood ring. I smiled at the thought and put the ring back. I put the locket on and skipped down stairs.

Jacob and Bella were sitting there laughing. "Hey," I smiled. "Hey," Jake replied. Bella waved. "Who's the girl out there?" She asked me. I looked down as Jacob explained who she is. Sam didn't usually let that many outsiders on reservation. He said that this was an 'exception.'