𝐁𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝, Twilight.

v. october's muse

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v. OCTOBER'S MUSE

Blackness, that was all I could see. I felt weightless, like nothing around me was real, like nothing mattered. My mind was completely at ease as I let thoughts pass through my mind, and I'd watch them go by like cars that slowly crept through silent neighborhoods. The thoughts were all correlated with one another, each of them asking similar questions as the next.

I still wondered what it was that I had to know, or why I had to wait an unknown amount of time to find out. Was I special? Like the children from the books? Was I in danger like the people in real life? What made me like Lucian? He was so.... charming and kind of eerie at the same time. Like he was from a different time, or even something other than human. I was quiet, and practically despised human contact. Was he like a guardian angel to me? He did say that he was here to keep guard of my life. Did God send him? Does God know something I don't? Obviously-- but does Lucian? I guess I'll just have to trust him.

I brought my head above the water inhaling deeply as I heard a loud banging on the door." Jasmine Noel! Hurry up or you'll be late!" My mother called through the door as she banged on it.

I sighed, and ran my hands over my eyes to rid the water from my vision." Alright, mom." I called back, quieter than her.

I looked up towards the ceiling and let out another deep, discontented sigh as I closed my eyes again. It was silent, the only sound what was heard was the water that fell from my skin as I moved my knees to my chest and cradled them. I could just lie and say I was busy or something. I thought to myself, Yeah, that's what I'll do. With that, I submerged myself back under water.

  

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I slammed the door to my truck closed, placing my hood over my head. I made my way through the crowd of students that littered the parking lot, never making any attempt to talk to anyone. It was the next week, the cold temperatures somehow staying the same. Not that I minded, winter was my favorite season.

I successfully made it to my locker without talking to anyone and began to put my combination in." Jas!" I heard someone greet me as they approached my locker. My eyes clamped closed as I mentally cursed at myself.

"Shit," I whispered, before turning around to smile at Mike Newton." Hey, Mike." I greeted back to him as he stopped right next to me, a little too close.

"Hey, where... where were you on Saturday?" He asked me, his smile never faltering─ which creeped me out a bit." Oh, uhm.." I trailed off, my mind working on overtime to come up with an excuse," I had to help my mother with some errands, and I just-- completely forgot about the time." I lied, a false apologetic look on my face.

His eyes showed that he wasn't satisfied with my answer, but he accepted it nonetheless." Oh, okay. I just, I thought you just bailed on us." Mike laughed a bit, and I forced a small giggle out as well.

"No, I would... I would never, honestly." I insisted falsely as I backed away from him a bit. The closeness of our bodies began to get on my nerves.

"Alright, uhm, if you want you can come to uh, La Push with us?" He offered, and I was about to decline when my eyes coasted behind him, and my eyes landed a familiar.