Elements - A Night by the Creek

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A/N: Hey, my name is Jordan. If you're here it means that you are interested in reading my story! Well good for you, but I do have some rules. Rule # 1. No stealing my content, period. I hate it when people take credit for my work. If you want to make a fanfic based off of this, great, you go girl! BUT, please give me credit.  Rule # 2. Please don't ask me to make a cover for you. it's really simple. I use pixlr editor, it's free. There are hundreds of Youtube tutorials, look there. Rule # 3. I love constructive criticism! (If it is said in a friendly manner) If you catch any mistakes, just PM me and I'll gladly fix them! Also, If you have any song suggestions, you can PM those too. LAST BUT NOT LEAST (I hope I'm not boring you ) PLEASE ENJOY! I have been coming up with this idea for a very long time, and I would love for you guys to ask for a sequel (if you want teehee) Here's a song for you to listen to while reading this chapter. Enjoy <3

SONG: The Other Side - Ruelle

     Blood rains sheets from the sky. It drips onto surrounding leaves throughout the thick-trunked forest I am encased in. Moss makes its' way up the trees and sunlight glimmers off it. Vines hang down like thin hands grabbing at me, beckoning me. I look up and a droplet plops onto my upper left cheek. When my dainty hand reaches up to wipe it away, it transforms into a tear. Soon, they rush out of my eyes like crashing waves, like a tsunami. They are a force that I can't control. They spring out of me from all sides, and someone screams. It's me. My world suddenly starts spinning, faster and faster until I whip my head around and see Tori. She calls out to me, she called out... but didn't see me. 

     "Tori, Tori I'm here!" 

     I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. I scream, and scream, and scream. 

     And scream. 

     I wait for my mother to comfort me with her delicate tendril-like fingers, to stroke my blonde hair and brush away the tears from my eyes. She doesn't. It's peculiar that a single, fake nightmare can wash away the memories of a very real one; of my mother's death. I sob for her to come to me. I long for her to whisper my name and tell me 'Hush child, it was only a dream. I am here.' But she isn't here. She never will be. The only thing that is here is the slap I get from my father. 

     It's a blow across my cheek, where moments ago a drop of blood, seemed, to have landed. His piercing blue eyes appear to turn black and blend into the darkness, they are snake-like and stare straight through me only to send a shiver down my back. 

     "If you even think about letting another one of those screeches escape your mouth, there's plenty of room in the woods for you to rest." 

     He smirks evilly and trudges out of the room. 

     A gasp of a sob chokes out of my throat and through my pursed lips. Then another. I struggle to stay quiet, for fear of being eaten by wolves. I bury my head deep into my hands, my hair falls, surrounding me like a willow tree. Oh, how I miss her. I am ready to leave this world, just like she did. I want my mother back. I want my mother ba-, I look up. Tori stands in the doorway like a shadow. Pure, innocent Tori. How could I be so ignorant to forget about her? I could never leave her. She cannot see me like this, so vulnerable. She needs a motherly figure to look up to, and I need to step into place. That is why I choose to wipe away the sorrow from my eyes and invite her into bed. 'Come,' I gesture. She scurries across the floor and struggles to climb in. She nustles up to me. A sort of chill radiates from her and I pull her closer for warmth, and for comfort. She looks up and my father's piercing blue eyes meet mine. 

     "It will be alright Amaya, Mommy will fix this."

      I don't have the heart to tell her the truth, so for now, I nod. She lifts her arm and extends her fingers to my cheek. Somehow, the blow of the slap, which once felt like a thousand suns burning across my face, tingles. And disappears.

    My hand aches from the constant motion I make, sweeping her white, snow-like hair away from her precious face. She never tires of it, so I continue. We stay in this sanctuary of sisterly love for hours... I stay like this for hours, Tori, falls asleep swaddled in my protective arms.

A/N: Sorry this chapter is really short, I have to go to sleep now (school tomorrow ;D) I            hope you enjoyed the little there is to this . I WILL UPDATE SOON (I hope) byeeee!!!!

P.S: Sorry I keep updating it, I found a lot of grammatical errors that I didn't catch the first time around.    ~Jordan