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Chapter 13
Mother’s and daughter’s have a lot in common
I traced my finger’s along the sides of father’s books, for a violent soul he was a very dedicated bookworm. I remember having to throw out some of my things so all his possessions could come with us. I still held a long hard grudge after I had to give up a some very sentimental things so father could fit the rest of his stuff in my suitcase, while Azerien got to keep all of his.
I could still see Azerien’s satisfied smirk, as I packed and unpacked my very few things. But over time with my own money I bought new possessions and еще suitcases for my dear family.
Most of theses Книги were stolen, или were дана as a gift, and father adapted the habit into buying more. I haven’t read one of them in ages, but no time like the present, I’d give anything to jump into a whole other world right now.
I picked up a few Книги and headed straight to my room, hoping father wouldn’t notice I took his Книги without permission.
I sat on my постель, кровати and put the Книги in the order I of what I wanted to read first and last. I picked up the first book and started flipping through pages, letting the book’s scent waft into the room, a calming and peaceful effect came over the room.
But the spell soon broke as a piece of paper fell from one of the pages, with a jolt I realized it was a tiny map of Valeston. By how it looked and how fragile it felt in my hands I could tell it was a few years old, and I noticed some Письмо on the back:
I know we shouldn’t be speaking, but I can’t seem to keep myself away. I can’t stop thinking about you, I’ve gone crazy in the days you’ve been gone. My сердце just swells at the mention of your name, I must see you. Please meet me at our special place at 12:00.
From the Энджел to her devil,
P. S. I’ve been thinking about this for quite awhile, it’s really important, I’ve been considering running away.
That’s all that’s left, nothing else, not even a mark. It looks like father did all his best to not get a single drop on this. I knew that handwriting and who else would be in Любовь with father when he was young.
I remember father telling us that we used to live with her, but then…things didn’t work out and they broke apart. But he didn’t tell me they ran away together, and this дата was a год before Azerien was born, that meant they were probably already out of high school when they ran away. Two years before she skipped out on them, I was two years younger than Azerien. That meant mom would have left when I was still probably zero years old или just recently turned one.
But…why?
I racked my brain for something, anything. Then I quickly looked at the book I found it from, A Land Remembered by Patrick D. Smith, my mother’s Избранное book. I only knew this because it was my Избранное book too.
I remembered sneaking around in a different house every time, to do my ritual tradition of a welcoming beginning. I’d carefully steal the book from the shelves and then I’d read it for the whole день and night just soaking in page after page, или going to certain parts in the books, it was my guilty pleasure when I was young.
I treasured it even еще when he told me that mom used to read me this before I went to bed, and sometimes even father himself. I can just imagine a younger me slowly dozing off as one of them read in a soft rhythmic pattern.
But during my years of Чтение I’ve never found this, it was well hidden, I must say. I studied the map again, something horrifying dawn on me that made my skin crawl. What if this was just placed here today или recently?
I thought about it, it could make sense, after all I know this book like my own back, if there was ever a hiding place, I would’ve found it by now.
Taking my phone, I started taking pictures of every inch possible, before tucking it back at a page I hoped it was placed before.
I took the stacks of Книги and put them back, but left A Land Remembered in my room. As soon as I got back, I jumped on my постель, кровати and turned the book to the back cover, but was disappointed to see nothing weird there.
I sighed and carefully put the book down, and tapped my foot impatiently. Fed up, I removed the map again from the page and studied the map part, and the еще I studied the еще I noticed something. Like that faint line pencil mark that made a круг around a place called Waulmont pond. I turned the paper and re-read a certain sentence: Please meet me at our special place at 12:00.
The special place had to be Waulmont pond, the place where they ran away together. I ran to my laptop and turned it on, going to my special hidden folder of father’s secrets.
Sure enough I found a file named Waulmont pond, there was tons of pictures of a breath taking pond, with water so clear and pure looking I would mistake it for the River of Life.
And then I remembered the part of from her Энджел to her devil.
Did mother know father was a bad guy? She must’ve because it sounded like they weren’t supposed to be speaking.
Then I remembered something else from earlier today. America told me that she went back to the shed and found a map, with some shoes and a machete. I went back and looked on the other folders I downloaded onto the flash drive, I skimmed to the A’s section and found a file named Энджел (I had noticed that I downloaded things I hadn’t even seen when I put the flash drive in).
There were pictures of my mother and…me? There was even some were two different pictures of us were put together and Ты could see the similarity between us. There was two baby pictures of us, put together and it almost looked like twins, if not for a few differences.
It scared me how she looked like my half- identical- half- fraternal twin, rather than my own mother. Even of the most Последнее of pictures of her, she still looked that young.
Not saying she was old, of course.
Chapter 14
Never underestimate a daredevil
“I know you’ve all heard the news!” America yelled loudly, causing mostly everyone in the cafeteria to look at us. “Cali and I made up!!!”
“I’m glad,” Corrie сказал(-а) wearily. “But can Ты please not yell, I still have hearing problems from your other many loud outburst that were loud, very loud.”
America rolled her eyes, she winked at me as she grabbed Cali’s hand to sit by her. “Now, I’ve made up at least of lists of 180 activities we can do for our make up, all the times we’ve missed during our brief quarrel.”
“Why not make it 365 activities,” Cory suggested sarcastically. “Then it’ll be like a whole год that Ты two made up!”
America blinked, before jumping up and shouting. “That’s a great idea!!!!”
Lara shook her head, her whole body shaking with laughter. “Mare, maybe Далее time Ты shouldn’t eat Конфеты for breakfast.”
“Keyword being maybe baby.” America said, bumping her hips with Lara’s.
Lara shook her head, turning her attention to her food.
“But,” America paused for dramatic effect. “I’ve already planned something for us as a group.”
“Really?” Cali said, and I could hear a little relief in her voice. Ты could only handle so much America, especially one high on candy.
“Yesterday, I told Summer about this map I found and I there was a certain spot circled. I want us to go check out.”
My сердце froze. “Where?”
“Somewhere called Corrabines Estate, why?”
“Corrabines Estate?” I сказал(-а) the word slowly as if assessing it, that place sounded so familiar.
“So were going today after school?” America asked looking at us expectantly.
We all nodded slowly. America jumped up and down.
“Today is going to be killer!”
Such an accurate choice of words.
After school we all sent a well prepared text to our elders. We all filed into Cory’s and Corrie’s van, yes we no we shouldn’t be driving without an adult because we only have our permit but, Ты don’t call us daredevil’s for a reason. And Cory looked at least eighteen and had a very charming smile that could help us walk out of trouble without a scrap.
We drove far, and we were left Valeston finally finding Corrabines Estate. It was basically this huge landscape and a few houses dotted here and there. But it wasn’t far from Valeston that didn’t require a huge drive back, in fact it was a matter of минуты even though the places were very far.
It wasn’t rocket science that Corrabines Estate was like a country club, it had everything лайм, известь it. But then it just had that this air of Главная sweet home. Making it feel like a cozy hotel that wasn’t for tourists but for people looking for quiet life’s that were still close enough to an ongoing city.
I felt myself start to hyperventilate a little. This place was so, so familiar, I’ve had to have visited here once. It’s just the explanation that made most sense, unless I’ve seen a picture of it.
We entered a building that had to be the check-in или receptionist kind of work going on here. We трещина, сплит off in different directions, I lingered in near the picture part of the building. I smiled at some of the joyous фото taken, it felt like home, like I belonged here. Unlike all those other places I’ve moved to with Azerien and father, this place felt like I’ve been here for years and just returned after a very long vacation.
“Bellaire! There Ты are! I’ve been looking everywhere,” a male voice boomed behind me and I turned around shocked.
The male seemed shock too because his eyes widened. “Oh, sorry. Just thought Ты were someone else, Ты looked exactly like her from behind.”
I nodded. “It’s okay, can happen to anybody.”
The male smiled a charming smile. “Thanks for not getting all freaked out, well I gotta go and find my buddy now.”
He waved and ran off in the other direction. That…was weird. Bellaire, that’s whom he thought I was. Oddly enough, the name sounded familiar, it had the certain ring to it that this country place does.
Was I here before?
Quickly, I thought of the note my mother sent to father of their running away. This place was cozy and very hard to find, plus it was close to Valeston for them to make any visits if necessary.
Could this have been where I was born?
I walked over to the computer section, where Ты could Поиск things on why this place is good to stay, and hopefully who went here.
It took some time but my shaky finger’s managed to type Marcus Connor.
Nothing.
Taking a deep breath I typed the name Bellaire.
Bellaire Pyke.
It was the only link that popped up and that weirded me out more. I clicked on the link and a фото of a girl with light blonde hair and shocking baby blue eyes appeared on the screen. I almost jumped back and screamed in shock. I had seen her before, in the section where I saw myself too. She was the girl in the section marked Angel, on father’s secret files.
But…she wasn’t my mother, because that picture of her was Последнее and in that picture a woman had her arms wrapped around her and smiled widely at the camera.
Mom.
Bellaire looked almost like me, just like that girl I had mistaken for mother in the picture’s. Now I realized that all three of us were in that folder. I remembered how I thought the girl to being my half- fraternal- twin- half identical.
But what if she was my fraternal twin.
Her birth дата is the same as mine she was just born a секунда earlier.
I thought of something and quickly typed he words: Marcus Pyke.
Bingo.
Chapter 13
Mother’s and daughter’s have a lot in common
I traced my finger’s along the sides of father’s books, for a violent soul he was a very dedicated bookworm. I remember having to throw out some of my things so all his possessions could come with us. I still held a long hard grudge after I had to give up a some very sentimental things so father could fit the rest of his stuff in my suitcase, while Azerien got to keep all of his.
I could still see Azerien’s satisfied smirk, as I packed and unpacked my very few things. But over time with my own money I bought new possessions and еще suitcases for my dear family.
Most of theses Книги were stolen, или were дана as a gift, and father adapted the habit into buying more. I haven’t read one of them in ages, but no time like the present, I’d give anything to jump into a whole other world right now.
I picked up a few Книги and headed straight to my room, hoping father wouldn’t notice I took his Книги without permission.
I sat on my постель, кровати and put the Книги in the order I of what I wanted to read first and last. I picked up the first book and started flipping through pages, letting the book’s scent waft into the room, a calming and peaceful effect came over the room.
But the spell soon broke as a piece of paper fell from one of the pages, with a jolt I realized it was a tiny map of Valeston. By how it looked and how fragile it felt in my hands I could tell it was a few years old, and I noticed some Письмо on the back:
I know we shouldn’t be speaking, but I can’t seem to keep myself away. I can’t stop thinking about you, I’ve gone crazy in the days you’ve been gone. My сердце just swells at the mention of your name, I must see you. Please meet me at our special place at 12:00.
From the Энджел to her devil,
P. S. I’ve been thinking about this for quite awhile, it’s really important, I’ve been considering running away.
That’s all that’s left, nothing else, not even a mark. It looks like father did all his best to not get a single drop on this. I knew that handwriting and who else would be in Любовь with father when he was young.
I remember father telling us that we used to live with her, but then…things didn’t work out and they broke apart. But he didn’t tell me they ran away together, and this дата was a год before Azerien was born, that meant they were probably already out of high school when they ran away. Two years before she skipped out on them, I was two years younger than Azerien. That meant mom would have left when I was still probably zero years old или just recently turned one.
But…why?
I racked my brain for something, anything. Then I quickly looked at the book I found it from, A Land Remembered by Patrick D. Smith, my mother’s Избранное book. I only knew this because it was my Избранное book too.
I remembered sneaking around in a different house every time, to do my ritual tradition of a welcoming beginning. I’d carefully steal the book from the shelves and then I’d read it for the whole день and night just soaking in page after page, или going to certain parts in the books, it was my guilty pleasure when I was young.
I treasured it even еще when he told me that mom used to read me this before I went to bed, and sometimes even father himself. I can just imagine a younger me slowly dozing off as one of them read in a soft rhythmic pattern.
But during my years of Чтение I’ve never found this, it was well hidden, I must say. I studied the map again, something horrifying dawn on me that made my skin crawl. What if this was just placed here today или recently?
I thought about it, it could make sense, after all I know this book like my own back, if there was ever a hiding place, I would’ve found it by now.
Taking my phone, I started taking pictures of every inch possible, before tucking it back at a page I hoped it was placed before.
I took the stacks of Книги and put them back, but left A Land Remembered in my room. As soon as I got back, I jumped on my постель, кровати and turned the book to the back cover, but was disappointed to see nothing weird there.
I sighed and carefully put the book down, and tapped my foot impatiently. Fed up, I removed the map again from the page and studied the map part, and the еще I studied the еще I noticed something. Like that faint line pencil mark that made a круг around a place called Waulmont pond. I turned the paper and re-read a certain sentence: Please meet me at our special place at 12:00.
The special place had to be Waulmont pond, the place where they ran away together. I ran to my laptop and turned it on, going to my special hidden folder of father’s secrets.
Sure enough I found a file named Waulmont pond, there was tons of pictures of a breath taking pond, with water so clear and pure looking I would mistake it for the River of Life.
And then I remembered the part of from her Энджел to her devil.
Did mother know father was a bad guy? She must’ve because it sounded like they weren’t supposed to be speaking.
Then I remembered something else from earlier today. America told me that she went back to the shed and found a map, with some shoes and a machete. I went back and looked on the other folders I downloaded onto the flash drive, I skimmed to the A’s section and found a file named Энджел (I had noticed that I downloaded things I hadn’t even seen when I put the flash drive in).
There were pictures of my mother and…me? There was even some were two different pictures of us were put together and Ты could see the similarity between us. There was two baby pictures of us, put together and it almost looked like twins, if not for a few differences.
It scared me how she looked like my half- identical- half- fraternal twin, rather than my own mother. Even of the most Последнее of pictures of her, she still looked that young.
Not saying she was old, of course.
Chapter 14
Never underestimate a daredevil
“I know you’ve all heard the news!” America yelled loudly, causing mostly everyone in the cafeteria to look at us. “Cali and I made up!!!”
“I’m glad,” Corrie сказал(-а) wearily. “But can Ты please not yell, I still have hearing problems from your other many loud outburst that were loud, very loud.”
America rolled her eyes, she winked at me as she grabbed Cali’s hand to sit by her. “Now, I’ve made up at least of lists of 180 activities we can do for our make up, all the times we’ve missed during our brief quarrel.”
“Why not make it 365 activities,” Cory suggested sarcastically. “Then it’ll be like a whole год that Ты two made up!”
America blinked, before jumping up and shouting. “That’s a great idea!!!!”
Lara shook her head, her whole body shaking with laughter. “Mare, maybe Далее time Ты shouldn’t eat Конфеты for breakfast.”
“Keyword being maybe baby.” America said, bumping her hips with Lara’s.
Lara shook her head, turning her attention to her food.
“But,” America paused for dramatic effect. “I’ve already planned something for us as a group.”
“Really?” Cali said, and I could hear a little relief in her voice. Ты could only handle so much America, especially one high on candy.
“Yesterday, I told Summer about this map I found and I there was a certain spot circled. I want us to go check out.”
My сердце froze. “Where?”
“Somewhere called Corrabines Estate, why?”
“Corrabines Estate?” I сказал(-а) the word slowly as if assessing it, that place sounded so familiar.
“So were going today after school?” America asked looking at us expectantly.
We all nodded slowly. America jumped up and down.
“Today is going to be killer!”
Such an accurate choice of words.
After school we all sent a well prepared text to our elders. We all filed into Cory’s and Corrie’s van, yes we no we shouldn’t be driving without an adult because we only have our permit but, Ты don’t call us daredevil’s for a reason. And Cory looked at least eighteen and had a very charming smile that could help us walk out of trouble without a scrap.
We drove far, and we were left Valeston finally finding Corrabines Estate. It was basically this huge landscape and a few houses dotted here and there. But it wasn’t far from Valeston that didn’t require a huge drive back, in fact it was a matter of минуты even though the places were very far.
It wasn’t rocket science that Corrabines Estate was like a country club, it had everything лайм, известь it. But then it just had that this air of Главная sweet home. Making it feel like a cozy hotel that wasn’t for tourists but for people looking for quiet life’s that were still close enough to an ongoing city.
I felt myself start to hyperventilate a little. This place was so, so familiar, I’ve had to have visited here once. It’s just the explanation that made most sense, unless I’ve seen a picture of it.
We entered a building that had to be the check-in или receptionist kind of work going on here. We трещина, сплит off in different directions, I lingered in near the picture part of the building. I smiled at some of the joyous фото taken, it felt like home, like I belonged here. Unlike all those other places I’ve moved to with Azerien and father, this place felt like I’ve been here for years and just returned after a very long vacation.
“Bellaire! There Ты are! I’ve been looking everywhere,” a male voice boomed behind me and I turned around shocked.
The male seemed shock too because his eyes widened. “Oh, sorry. Just thought Ты were someone else, Ты looked exactly like her from behind.”
I nodded. “It’s okay, can happen to anybody.”
The male smiled a charming smile. “Thanks for not getting all freaked out, well I gotta go and find my buddy now.”
He waved and ran off in the other direction. That…was weird. Bellaire, that’s whom he thought I was. Oddly enough, the name sounded familiar, it had the certain ring to it that this country place does.
Was I here before?
Quickly, I thought of the note my mother sent to father of their running away. This place was cozy and very hard to find, plus it was close to Valeston for them to make any visits if necessary.
Could this have been where I was born?
I walked over to the computer section, where Ты could Поиск things on why this place is good to stay, and hopefully who went here.
It took some time but my shaky finger’s managed to type Marcus Connor.
Nothing.
Taking a deep breath I typed the name Bellaire.
Bellaire Pyke.
It was the only link that popped up and that weirded me out more. I clicked on the link and a фото of a girl with light blonde hair and shocking baby blue eyes appeared on the screen. I almost jumped back and screamed in shock. I had seen her before, in the section where I saw myself too. She was the girl in the section marked Angel, on father’s secret files.
But…she wasn’t my mother, because that picture of her was Последнее and in that picture a woman had her arms wrapped around her and smiled widely at the camera.
Mom.
Bellaire looked almost like me, just like that girl I had mistaken for mother in the picture’s. Now I realized that all three of us were in that folder. I remembered how I thought the girl to being my half- fraternal- twin- half identical.
But what if she was my fraternal twin.
Her birth дата is the same as mine she was just born a секунда earlier.
I thought of something and quickly typed he words: Marcus Pyke.
Bingo.
I stood by you,
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always by your side.
I protected you,
Never let Ты down when
Things got rough,
I stood by you
Through день and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand by me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always by your side.
I protected you,
Never let Ты down when
Things got rough,
I stood by you
Through день and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand by me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Like Ты don't have another care
Fight till the end.
Fight till the end,
Cuz Ты got all ya power.
Fight like a trooper.
You've got hope
You've got strength
You've got Любовь on ya side,
So fight now.
Just fight now.
Fight till the end,
You've got all these people
Rootin for ya,
Rootin for ya.
You'll win the fight,
You'll freakin survive,
And you'll be proud
Cuz Ты fought till the end,
And won it,
And won it.
Fight till the end,
You'll win.
Everything inside ya
Is powerful.
So fight till the end.
Just fight till the end.
AND FIGHT IT!!!
Prologue
Once upon a time... there once was a Beautiful Princess... named Twilight...her hair was White...her eyes were blue...and she was the most beautiful in the land...
But there was only one problem... she had never loved... and that was her undoing... she had brought a young Wizard into the Castle... She was the most rude and mean person he had ever met...
So the young Wizard cursed her... and she was turned into a terrifying Dragon... and no one visited her ... Now no one would ever Любовь her... everyone was afraid of her...
But she knew she would embrace Любовь someday... someday ...
And that is where our story begins...
Once upon a time... there once was a Beautiful Princess... named Twilight...her hair was White...her eyes were blue...and she was the most beautiful in the land...
But there was only one problem... she had never loved... and that was her undoing... she had brought a young Wizard into the Castle... She was the most rude and mean person he had ever met...
So the young Wizard cursed her... and she was turned into a terrifying Dragon... and no one visited her ... Now no one would ever Любовь her... everyone was afraid of her...
But she knew she would embrace Любовь someday... someday ...
And that is where our story begins...
Chapter 3 : Rage
One week after the indecent, King George had news for Prince Jay.
"I will let the Kitsune go" King George told Jay.
"Really?" сойка, джей asked, confused.
"Why yes" King George answered as he winked to Prince Cole as he smiled back. They took off the Kitsunes chains as everyone cheered, сойка, джей sensed something was up.
"Now!" King George yelled as a group of Guards and Cole surrounded her and started whipping her. Then the citizens circled her and started Kicking and Slapping her as the Kitsune started crying.
"Stop it!" сойка, джей yelled as he started protecting the Kitsune. Then Cole kneed сойка, джей in the stomach, grabbed the Kitsune and out her back in her cage as сойка, джей could only watch...
One week after the indecent, King George had news for Prince Jay.
"I will let the Kitsune go" King George told Jay.
"Really?" сойка, джей asked, confused.
"Why yes" King George answered as he winked to Prince Cole as he smiled back. They took off the Kitsunes chains as everyone cheered, сойка, джей sensed something was up.
"Now!" King George yelled as a group of Guards and Cole surrounded her and started whipping her. Then the citizens circled her and started Kicking and Slapping her as the Kitsune started crying.
"Stop it!" сойка, джей yelled as he started protecting the Kitsune. Then Cole kneed сойка, джей in the stomach, grabbed the Kitsune and out her back in her cage as сойка, джей could only watch...