Chapter eleven

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Life is never fair. It often deals you things that you are not equipt for or just simply not ready for. Whoever the idiot was that said that it was fair must have died of stupidity because we all now know that it's not. Life is not complete without selfishness, greed, lust even love, faith, hopes and dreams. Seven deadly sins right? Well let me tell you, there is more than seven. Who really knows the amount of sins out there? Everyone has their own opinion of 'sinning'.

I think a sin is when people take their life away for no reason at all. That to me, comes under selfishness and greed. I get that people hurt and they feel bad and down and.depressed but there are plenty of people that would be more than happy to take your life span and add it to their own. Like people with Cancer. Do you ever just sit back and think, hmm, they have it pretty bad. No? Didn't think so. I may sound really bad right now but if you knew what has happened to me in the last twenty-four hours, you'd forgive me for being this cold. I'm sitting by a random lake with Landon and Stacy. I don't even know where we are. So while they try to figure it out, let me enlighten you on my day.

When I emerge from my memoryful sleep I feel as if I haven't slept at all. The sun is coming through the blinds on my windows. It has been a week since Landon told me. Ever since that each time I sleep, I relive moments in my past eras. Here is what I know so far:

Landon and I met in 1350 and we were married in 1550. It's currently 2013. Now I know why I fell in love with him so easily this time, I already was. Stacy is my best friend and has been for hundreds of years,.I met her with Landon. But in the past week all my emotions and motives are coming back at a slow pace. Like something in my soul came out the night he told me and now it wants to remember everything. There has been so many more but those two things are the biggest and have the most importance. Oh and I figured out Landon hates it when I call him Donny. Looks like I have finally found a nickname for him.

Anyways, I was sitting in English and Landon was trying to get me to talk. The whole point of avoiding him is well, to avoid him. I zone in in my work and focus on ignoring him.

"I have ways to make you talk Hazel, and I will use them if you don't talk to me. I get that the news was unexpected and a total shock but we need to move on, please just talk." said Landon.

I turn to him, "Do you? Do you really get it? It's only been a week Landon, one freaking week. I need a bit more time Donny." I snap. So much for ignoring him. I gather my things and storm out of the room ignoring my teacher yelling for me to go back. I walk to my car wiping away the stray tears that have fallen down my face.

Why are you crying Hazel?

I'm not angry at Landon or Stacy, I just need more time to comprehend and come to terms with the news. I'm a witch. I have immortality. I can't die and I've been alive for centuries. If that's the case then are my parents my real parents? Are they immortal or maybe they are witches too. Wouldn't they consider that as a sin? Conversing with one of the devils children all because what we are is not normal or human. Inhuman is one word to describe us.

Stacy is sitting on the hood of my car. Since I was avoiding Landon I had to drive myself to school. "What do you want Stacy?" I ask. I really don't want to face her right now.

"Did he tell you?" I nod, "I'm so sorry for everything that has happened. I never wanted to hurt you but it was the only way. We couldn't let you find out own your own and you kept getting too close to Landon so I had to make you hate me.

"And it worked didn't it? You hate me and I don't blame you. I just wanted to say that I've missed you so much and I'm glad that you're going to be you again," Tears stream down her face showing that she is genuinely sorry and speaking from the heart. She really is sorry, but I'm not ready to forget and move on at the moment. I need more memories back. "No matter how slow the process is until you forgive me, I'll wait."

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