Chapter Twenty Seven

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             Only three more days till the fight, I am starting to worry. It is five in the morning and I am pacing in my room. I have had enough sleep, I walk into the bathroom and start furiously brushing my hair. "Need help with that?" I looked up and saw Rose standing behind me in the mirror. I nodded and handed her the brush. She smiled and took the brush, she brushed my hair gently and soon my hair was neat and brushed. She took my hair in three parts and started braiding them, I don't remember the last time someone braided or did anything with my hair. I smiled to myself and stood there silently. "When was the last time someone did your hair for you?" Rose asked looking at me through the mirror. I shook my head, "Not that I remember" I sighed. Rose finished my braid and played with the loose hairs and put them behind my ear. "I used to love this when my mom played with my hair, she used to put it in different styles" she smiled at those memories. "Only three more days" I said randomly, her smile faded and I regretted mentioning it. "We will be fine" she said giving my arms a reassuring squeeze. I nodded and turned around, "I still think I should fight with you guys" I said. She smiled and fixed my loose hairs behind my ear again, "I agree with Seth and think you should stay out of it" she said then walked out of the bathroom.

           I sighed and followed her out the room, "I am hungry, I am going out to get something" I walked towards the window. "Be back by breakfast" Rose said. I nodded and jumped out the window, I got blood yesterday but I want more. I ran straight into the forest and went straight for the mountains, I need a big meal. I ran up the side of the mountain and took in the world around me. I loved the way the forest looked when it was early in the morning, I stopped on the cliff overlooking the forest. The fog was around the forest making it look scary yet so beautiful. I sat on the ridge and looked around the bottom of the mountain, I wasn't that high up but I could see over some of the trees. The forest seems empty today, it always does in the morning. A movement at the side of my vision caught my attention, I jumped up and crouched down and faced in the direction. A mountain lion was creeping outside of his home. Perfect. I leaped onto the ledge next to the lion, his snapped up and growled at me. I growled back and lunged at the big cat. I pinned the animal down and bit into his neck. He struggled only for moment before he became still. I drained him of his blood and dumped the body over the ledge. His body made a sickening crunch when it hit the rocks bellow.

       I  stayed on the ledge and wiped my mouth. I jumped off the ledge and landed lightly on my feet, I scanned the area and stood up. I walked into the forest heading into towards the ocean. The forest smell was something I always enjoyed this smell. There were no noises however, and that scared me. Silence scares me, I have been in a world of chaos and I enjoy having this silence around me. People and vampires and werewolves were something I now love. I wonder were Tom is, maybe I should repair things with him. I could smell the ocean breeze, I ran towards the smell and soon came to a  huge cliff. The waves crashed onto the cliff, the sea breeze felt wonderful. I took in the view of he sun on the horizon and also the wonderful sea breeze. I sat on the ledge and let myself relax, I only had three more days like this. I shook my head and focused on the horizon. I don't want to think about that. I got up and turned around. I think I should go home now. Home. That is still funny having that word come so easily when it comes to this place. It's true though, this is my home.

            I walked slowly and took in the woods around me. I heard birds chirping and rabbits running around and the animals just scattered around. I heard heartbeats come from the forest, I hid behind a tree and searched for them. A figure walks out of the forest, it was a man of about maybe thirty or mid thirtys. I saw him look around the forest scanning for anything, I narrowed my eyes trying to see what he was doing. He reached behind him and took out a hunting gun, I hissed silently and backed off. Suddenly another heartbeat came from the bushes. A little boy came out of the forrest holding a toy gun and ran up to the man. I stopped and watched the man take the little boy in his arm and swing him around. The father and son walked off into the forest and I could hear him pointing out the animals homes and also how to find tracks. I sighed and walked away, I can't linger on the feeling of "I wish" anymore. I have a loving father at home, my real father is dead to me. "No matter what he will always be your father" I jumped and swung my fist in the direction of the voice. Edward ducked just in time and held up his hands smiling. "Damn it Edward! You scared me!" I lightly punched him and started laughing. "I am sorry but its almost breakfast and you weren't there yet" I nodded. "I was on my way" it wasn't a lie, I was just taking my time. "He is though" he said, "What?" I had no idea what he was talking about. "Your father, he will always be your father" I shook my head and started walking away. "He is dead to me now, he has hurt me more than you know" I let memories of him beating me and throughing me into the forrest when I was younger and screaming at me. I turned around in time to see Edward wince from the memories.

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