A/N: This chapter is meant to be a filler chapter of sorts, not as long as the others. This is purposeful. Most of my chapters are between 750 words, to 1200 words. This may seem like a little to some people, but it's a lot to me, and some others. Thank you for understanding.
-AvenyAlexandrite's POV
Living with the Volturi isn't bad. It's absolutely horrible. It's not like I'm forced to kill people, and stuff like the others on the guard do, I'm given leeway because I am the most powerful being on the planet. All I have to do is stand there, and look intimidating.
It's horrible. I miss my husband, I miss my daughter, I miss my vampire friends, I miss my family, I miss Seth and I'd house, I miss eating eggs with ketchup for breakfast, I miss having the freedom to do what I wanted. I just miss life. But, I have to live for this.
I have to be with the Volturi for 4 years before I can go. Leave to early, I'll get caught, leave to late, I get caught. But, I already have every step planned for that day. I'll escape, and see my family again.
I hope Irina got over the thing with the shifters. I hope Ren and Ry aren't growing up to fast. And I really hope Seth hasn't died. Actually, I'll know when he is dead so, I'm okay for now. Even though I'm not part shifter or werewolf at all, I know I imprinted on him, and if he dies, I will feel it, and then die too.
The only people I like in this place are Jane and Alec. When the Volturi force them to use their powers on me, they are always apologetic. They are my only friends here, I call them my brother and sister.
They are going to help me escape. They are going to take out the tracker, and then they are going to fake my death. I'll be fine, it's another girl who looks exactly like me. Not a real girl, a fake girl. It will work, the Volturi have bad sight. I can survive, and I know Alice is back with our family, telling them I'll be back soon. And I will. I hope Seth is waiting for me, and I really hope Ry is waiting.
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