End of Part 22:
Jane’s POV:
I was strangely sane now; the depression that consumed me before seemed to have passed. I knew it would return, though, as soon as I thought of Alec or let myself waver from my solid path. The solid path, so long before, which was now nearing its end…
I threw myself into a run again, speeding out of the city and across grassy hills. I didn’t know where I was going, but I knew where I was going to end up: at peace.
But so, so alone…
Or, maybe, he’d be waiting there for me? I hoped so. If he wasn’t, I hoped I wouldn’t have to wait long. If there was something on the other side, and he wasn’t there, wouldn’t that be just as bad as now?
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Part 23:
Jane’s POV:
The sky turned black above me, a sprinkling of stars coming into view. The moon was full, casting a silvery glow over the grass. I looked up at the sky as I ran. Was Alec up there, with the stars? Would I be joining him soon? A small, broken sob burst through my lips. I hated to think of him dead; I could hardly stand it, even if it meant we could be together. He had to be alive, he had to survive…
I fell to my knees, head in my hands. The grass waved in the breeze, stroking my bare feet. I continued to sob, until a sudden idea shocked me out of it. I didn’t know if it was safe to believe, safe to trust in something now. What if it was just another fake life line; another straw which would crumple as I clutched it? I couldn’t take it again – I couldn't bear to be misled by my subconscious anymore.
But… if it was true…
I couldn’t stifle the hope. After all, it made sense to me. It made more sense than ending my eternity had made. So, why not? Why not grasp at the last straw I could see? Because, when it came down to it, it might just save me from falling off the cliff.
I spoke the thought aloud, confirming it like I had with the idea to die: “If Alec was dead, I would feel it. I would feel as though a part of me had been torn out and lost forever.”
I told the trees and the grass and the whole sky. I told the stars and the moon and the gentle breeze.
But, most of all I told myself. I told myself, and I believed.
Jane’s POV:
I was strangely sane now; the depression that consumed me before seemed to have passed. I knew it would return, though, as soon as I thought of Alec or let myself waver from my solid path. The solid path, so long before, which was now nearing its end…
I threw myself into a run again, speeding out of the city and across grassy hills. I didn’t know where I was going, but I knew where I was going to end up: at peace.
But so, so alone…
Or, maybe, he’d be waiting there for me? I hoped so. If he wasn’t, I hoped I wouldn’t have to wait long. If there was something on the other side, and he wasn’t there, wouldn’t that be just as bad as now?
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Part 23:
Jane’s POV:
The sky turned black above me, a sprinkling of stars coming into view. The moon was full, casting a silvery glow over the grass. I looked up at the sky as I ran. Was Alec up there, with the stars? Would I be joining him soon? A small, broken sob burst through my lips. I hated to think of him dead; I could hardly stand it, even if it meant we could be together. He had to be alive, he had to survive…
I fell to my knees, head in my hands. The grass waved in the breeze, stroking my bare feet. I continued to sob, until a sudden idea shocked me out of it. I didn’t know if it was safe to believe, safe to trust in something now. What if it was just another fake life line; another straw which would crumple as I clutched it? I couldn’t take it again – I couldn't bear to be misled by my subconscious anymore.
But… if it was true…
I couldn’t stifle the hope. After all, it made sense to me. It made more sense than ending my eternity had made. So, why not? Why not grasp at the last straw I could see? Because, when it came down to it, it might just save me from falling off the cliff.
I spoke the thought aloud, confirming it like I had with the idea to die: “If Alec was dead, I would feel it. I would feel as though a part of me had been torn out and lost forever.”
I told the trees and the grass and the whole sky. I told the stars and the moon and the gentle breeze.
But, most of all I told myself. I told myself, and I believed.
10 ways to annoy the Volturi
1. Hum the Darth Vader theme when ever they enter a room.
2. Dye all the black robes happy colors (pink, baby blue, ect...)
3. When they are on a mission sing the batman theme song
4. Buy them moisturizers for thier really weird looking skin.
5. When they say something like "Why me?" casually answer "Because you're damned and God hates you"
6. Make a movie about Marcus entitled "The 3000 year old virgin"
7. Make a movie about them in the style of a discovery channel documentary, ie: this is the vampire in thier natural habitat.... oh they spotted me...... and they don't look to happy.....
8. Shoot things at Caius when ever he tries to speak.
9. Lock Caius in a room of angry Bella fans
10. When Aro attempts to touch you yell "Mind rape! Mind rape!"
1. Hum the Darth Vader theme when ever they enter a room.
2. Dye all the black robes happy colors (pink, baby blue, ect...)
3. When they are on a mission sing the batman theme song
4. Buy them moisturizers for thier really weird looking skin.
5. When they say something like "Why me?" casually answer "Because you're damned and God hates you"
6. Make a movie about Marcus entitled "The 3000 year old virgin"
7. Make a movie about them in the style of a discovery channel documentary, ie: this is the vampire in thier natural habitat.... oh they spotted me...... and they don't look to happy.....
8. Shoot things at Caius when ever he tries to speak.
9. Lock Caius in a room of angry Bella fans
10. When Aro attempts to touch you yell "Mind rape! Mind rape!"