Topic: Lesson of the day, reflect before you snack for it may save the one you wish to snack on.
Date: June 15, 2019 Dear journal, It has been a few hours since my last entry and it is now officially June 15th 2019 after some time to think about everything I can say without doubt. I thank the stars above that vampires do not sleep, because if we did I would believe without a doubt that this was all a dream; that the woman who ripped out my heart and wounded me more than any other being possibly could, only did it to protect our child and myself. The entire plane ride home, I was left somewhat in a state of shock, my body functioned like normal, but my brain was scattered into thousands of different directions. One of the many things on my mind was Sarah, of course. She sacrificed herself and deceived not only myself, but Aro a man that’s impossible to lie to then again she had a knack for the impossible I know this not because of her selfless sacrifice time and time again, not because of the unimaginable strength she has clearly displayed, but she did the impossible, she taught me what it was to love another. I have a lot to atone for, I thought the worst in the woman I loved, I thought the worst of her and believed her to be a lying rat bitch. I was wrong, and I blame myself for the horrors she must have gone through, the pain she felt to miss out on watching our son grow up into the intelligent, gentle and somewhat quirky individual he is today. She missed out on so much it’s not fair to have gone through this once with her child, but to go through this again with our son. The fates they are indeed cruel, the plane ride was long and dull I could hear Kate speak in a hushed whisper about the events that transpired, Kate was still in awe about Sarah and how well she did taking on the Volturi guards on her own. It was almost no surprise to me, Sarah always was strong, but I had to admit she had changed… not just her outside appearance, but she was different… it’s difficult to put my finger on. I was distracted for a moment, by the scent of a human. Someone had just indeed cut themselves, because the scent of blood was intense. I could hear Garrett gripping the chair sides with his hands and let out a low hiss. I myself had found it difficult to handle, I was thirsty and god did I need a drink I needed the good stuff human blood… animal blood just wouldn't satisfy me not now. The scent of blood kept on enticing me, daring me to come and claim it for myself that it rightfully belonged to me, what were humans to me… pests, parasites. They were below vampires just meat and bones. I could have gone and killed the wounded human and drained them dry, I could have killed everyone else on the plane too. What did I have to lose; I already had a death sentence on me so what would it matter if I broke a rule or two... I unbuckled my seat belt and Kate grabbed my hand, my cold black eyes looked at her and she let go. After I stood up, I examined the amount of heads I saw, there were so many humans. The seats they sat on were maroon brown and walking down the isle so casually like a lion who was stalking his prey. My footsteps were soundless and my throat burned, it was on fire as if the fire in my throat was screaming for me to take the blood, draining everyone dry. The scent of blood grew stronger eventually I reached the human and I saw it was a female, the female was a grown woman, yet she was tiny compared to a man such as myself, after a moment’s glance I could see this was a woman of elegance, she had her hazelnut brown hair down, and very stylish glasses on she wore a long black skirt while her top was white with short sleeves. She wore a beautiful silver necklace around her neck and on the necklace was a purple opal; it was very beautiful and expensive by the look of it. Examining her pale hand I could see a ring, and I learned two things about this woman, the first she could use a tan and the second she was married. I also noticed she was thin like a twig and fragile, no one was beside her and so I decided to work my magic see if I could lure her away into the bathroom cubicle for what the humans call the mile high club. After examining the human I could see she had a paper cut on her finger, and a book in her lap it was Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, the first thing I thought of was eugh. I hated harry Potter and was thankful Tobias didn't have any interest in that tragic excuse for a book. “Are you ok?” I asked the woman with concern, she looked up at me and I glanced into her eyes, I could see something in them something gentle and easy going. She smiled and nodded “yeah I’m fine just a paper cut.” I pretended to act a little iffy at the sight of her blood and sat in the empty seat beside her, she asked me what my problem was and I explained... lied about being iffy around blood, to my amazement she spoke “Suck it up princess” how sad, that my intention was to do more than just suck those drops of blood, I intended to devour her and drain her dry. This woman’s choice of words, however distracted me it sounded like something Sarah would say, it was bold and fearless so I decided to get to know this bold woman. I spoke to the woman, and asked her for her name, she responded distantly that it was Kylie Stevens and that I should get my butt out of her husbands chair before he throws me out himself. I chuckled at the thought of that, a weak human man trying to make me do something, it was hysterical. I asked him where this husband of hers was and she told me that he was in the bathroom that traveling often upset his stomach and I rolled my eyes. We spoke a little longer and it came to the topic of that abomination in her lap I asked her about the book and why she would like something about a boy living in a closet, she responded “it beats liking Justin Beiber” I nodded my head in defeat I had to give her that one, after all he is still an adult and he still hasn't gone through puberty, but then this Kylie Stevens answered the question seriously “The story is well written and I like the characters, the characters have distinctive personality traits, and when you read the book you know what to expect from certain characters.” It was a wise answer clearly the woman had wits as well as beauty. The more I spoke to this woman the more I found myself unable to kill her, I suppose it’s because I played with my food started to think of her more than just a human candy bar. I wished her a safe journey with her husband and left. While she returned to reading the book I returned to my seat, and pushed all thoughts of Kylie Stevens out of my head, and thought about Sarah and my next move. What would I tell my son, where could I take him that would let him be safe and out of range from the Volturi’s retaliation. In fact how will I find him, when Garrett told the Denali’s and the Cullen's to flee from the residence. That everyone was in danger and none of them was safe anymore. I found myself thinking more and more about my son, was he alright ? Was he frightened? I hated the thought of my son being frightened I just wanted him happy to live every day with a smile on his face…that little punk….my son deserves it all I believe that with all my heart. The sad thing is my son is also a victim in this cruel twist in fate, and after a lot of thought I decided I need to find a way to put everything into perspective…everything is so scattered right now and when everything is scattered nothing good will come of it….I need some serious time to think which is why I am not going to tell you everything I am feeling at this moment. That will have to wait for another time. The only thing I can say for certain is, the broken family my son and I had is about to end, I am going to fix my family and get Sarah back…my son will grow into a man, he will know where he comes from and just how powerful his mother is…his mother will know just what a special and amazing being she brought into the world…this isn't just Sarah’s story anymore it’s mine too and I will fight so we can have our happy ending….together. ~Brian Jacobson
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InfoBrian Jacobson, Born as a slave fled from his cruel and evil masters who owned a mining company, after fleeing his masters Brian wat bitten by a vampire and made the change to becoming a vampire. In a newborn rage Brian killed his masters, fellow slaves even his family. After the newborn years Brian kept the mine and other lands of his masters and made it his own. Brian became cynical and did not believe in love, until he met Sarah Frost. Brian's Journal is written by Martin. Click here to read first entryArchives |