BBP - Christmas

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I'm really sorry it took so long just to get a chapter done, but I was nearly done with the next chapter when I had the idea to do this prologue, to give a bit more insight on Jana and Eric and what's happening there. I hope it isn't too agrivating. And I plan on having the next chapter done next week, hopefully it will go as planned....

Without further Ado....

Blood Born

Prologue – Christmas

 

Dec. 25, 2014

 

            I never thought I would feel so alone on a Christmas morning. I have always been with my family on this day, and we’ve always been together, as one. I knew I missed them before, but today is the day I’ve realized I miss them much more than I had thought. I long to be near them, to feel my mother’s arms wrap around me as they always have Christmas morning. I wish I could smell the blueberry pancakes my father always cooked for us. It was the only time he’d ever cook, saying it was normally better done by women, but he has always been the only person I know that can cook the best pancakes. Sadly, I’m not there, and I don’t know what my parents are doing. They’ve lost both their children now, and maybe there isn’t even a reason for them to continue our Christmas traditions when they’re so alone. Maybe all they’ll do today is remember how it used to be and wish we could all be together again, just like I’m doing.

 

            The Elite don’t celebrate Christmas; that was something Eric told her quite some time ago. It didn’t seem like so much time had passed since she joined them, but then again, it almost felt like more time should’ve passed than the small three months that are gone. The only people Jana ever found herself truly missing were her parents and brother. Every so often she’d miss the few moments she had had with Luca, and the friendship that had begun to blossom with Sam.

            She missed it, and yet, she couldn’t make herself go back. There were so many things there, waiting, that kept her where she was. Even though she was always with people, she felt so alone, especially today.

            A knock sounded on her door, startling her. “Come in.” Her voice was quiet but she knew they’d be able to hear her. There wasn’t any humans around, so anyone listening would be able to hear.

            The door slowly opened and Eric poked his head in, smiling. “How are you feeling this morning?” The only reason he had asked that question was because the night before she had begun to feel immensely homesick and left dinner early under the pretense that she was feeling really tired.

            “I’m doing fine, you?” Eric had been nothing but kind to her since she arrived. There were times where he was asking too much from her, but he was used to being able to have all the information, and more, that he had ever wanted.

            “I’m doing really well, thank you. But, I’m truly worried about you. I know…” His eyes darted around the room and he cleared his throat as he walked fully into the room, closing the door behind him. She felt immediately tense because he usually left it slightly opened, and he had never appeared to be nervous. “I know that my brother was interested in you, and you two had gone out a few times. I know it’s not any of my business, not really, but you’ve been sleeping more and more lately, and you’ve continued to get more and more tired…”

            Sighing, she closed her eyes, sure she knew where this was going. “Eric, just ask what you came here to ask.” She didn’t like it when people beat around the bush. If you have something to say it was always better to just say it and get it over with.

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