Up all night
chapter 16
The end
~Felix pov~
I sat by Corin while he tearlessly cried. I had deep sympathy for him, but he loved Bree, a big difference from me and Blue. Demetri was on our side, I was so no one could track us down. Then we had Jane, who could fight off people if they attempted to hurt us. And then we had Marcus sorting out our fights. By now we were in Alaska. “This animal blood is alright but not very nice against human blood,” Demetri complained. I shook my head and took a deep, worthless breath. Jane returned from her hunt.
“Have you noticed our eyes are getting more yellow since we have been drinking animal blood?” Jane informed us. I hadn’t really noticed but then I scanned the other vampires’ eyes and saw only one was black, not yellow. Corin hadn’t drunk since Bree had died. He was always staring at the floor and never spoke unless we were talking about Bree. But he would only shout of whisper in daze.
~Jane pov~
Alec had joined us soon after we left Italy. He followed our scent I guessed. The guys all got into their own conversations. Everyone except Corin was talking. I went to sit by Corin and (as expected) he hissed to me a sign to bog off. I shook my head in persistence. “Corin you know I am not a pushover. I don’t care whether you’re suffering! We shouldn’t suffer cos of your selfish ways! Corin we have to learn to suffer on the inside. You need to hunt, come on.” O ordered and grabbed his wrist. I used my ‘pain’ power against him and then stopped after 3 8ths of a second, so he would do as her he was told. Corin followed after me, weak and lifeless. I pushed him to an animal, “Drink.” I ordered and so he did.
~Bree pov~
Well then, I guess those little Volturi leavers had a happy ending. Well shame on them and shame on the little snitch that ended my life. So I’m writing this in an ice cold, snowy white room. There is no heaven like you expected just coldness, loneliness and whiteness. Sometimes-if I’m lucky- the room goes red and I can see m life as a vampire, the blood that dripped from my cold face. I was the true hunter. I hope the Volturi suffer like me and I hope Jane stays away from my blood thirsty Corin. Now no more talking, I’m not getting younger, or older!
Toodaloo, hope you enjoyed my life.
~Felix pov~
I sat by Corin while he tearlessly cried. I had deep sympathy for him, but he loved Bree, a big difference from me and Blue. Demetri was on our side, I was so no one could track us down. Then we had Jane, who could fight off people if they attempted to hurt us. And then we had Marcus sorting out our fights. By now we were in Alaska. “This animal blood is alright but not very nice against human blood,” Demetri complained. I shook my head and took a deep, worthless breath. Jane returned from her hunt.
“Have you noticed our eyes are getting more yellow since we have been drinking animal blood?” Jane informed us. I hadn’t really noticed but then I scanned the other vampires’ eyes and saw only one was black, not yellow. Corin hadn’t drunk since Bree had died. He was always staring at the floor and never spoke unless we were talking about Bree. But he would only shout of whisper in daze.
~Jane pov~
Alec had joined us soon after we left Italy. He followed our scent I guessed. The guys all got into their own conversations. Everyone except Corin was talking. I went to sit by Corin and (as expected) he hissed to me a sign to bog off. I shook my head in persistence. “Corin you know I am not a pushover. I don’t care whether you’re suffering! We shouldn’t suffer cos of your selfish ways! Corin we have to learn to suffer on the inside. You need to hunt, come on.” O ordered and grabbed his wrist. I used my ‘pain’ power against him and then stopped after 3 8ths of a second, so he would do as her he was told. Corin followed after me, weak and lifeless. I pushed him to an animal, “Drink.” I ordered and so he did.
~Bree pov~
Well then, I guess those little Volturi leavers had a happy ending. Well shame on them and shame on the little snitch that ended my life. So I’m writing this in an ice cold, snowy white room. There is no heaven like you expected just coldness, loneliness and whiteness. Sometimes-if I’m lucky- the room goes red and I can see m life as a vampire, the blood that dripped from my cold face. I was the true hunter. I hope the Volturi suffer like me and I hope Jane stays away from my blood thirsty Corin. Now no more talking, I’m not getting younger, or older!
Toodaloo, hope you enjoyed my life.
