July 2, 2010
Well ... Alec's writing in his journal so I thought I'd write too. We're laying on his bed, and I think I am gonna plan some. I need some ideas for my dress. I didn't wanna say much to Alec, considering he was writing... but I couldn't help but notice he was extremely tall, compared to me. He's 6 foot and and I am 5 foot 2. Imagine how we kiss. Awkward picture, eh? Well I am drawing my dress, and Alec's trying to peek. I thought, 'not until the wedding'. Alec took me to his hometown in New York. That was amazing. I had always dreamed to go there since I was a young girl! Like since I was like six or seven! It was absolutely flawless! He took me to this old three story house, that was falling to pieces on the far east end of New York. He was standing in front of it... then he grabbed a knife (which apparently was in his pocket the whole time), and ran up to the house, and stabbed it repeatedly with the knife. "Alec! What are you doing?!" I screamed, as I grabbed the knife and held it behind my back. "Stabbing the place where my mother and father were killed at. Now hand me that knife!" He tried to snatch it from me, and I grabbed it then balled it into a ball, and crushed it into ash. He stood there. "That's okay. I have a gun!" He pulled out the gun and shot what was left of the windows. "Would you please stop?" I asked, as I wrapped my arms around his stomach. "Stop. Please." He laughed, "I am angry. With the fact that when me and Jane ran away to Italy. We left behind the two people who brought us here." He then sat down with me on the porch steps, and told me the story, and explained that his mother (Jocquilin) was a grandchild of a Cuban immigrant. And his father (Seth) was an American, fighting for his life to save his wife and kids. He told me about his little sister, Francine dying of influenza, and how his mother was ill when he left. "I knew she was gonna die," Alec said, looking at the two rocks laying on the tree in the yard. "That's where they probably killed them." "If you don't mind me asking, sweetheart..." I said, running my fingers through his hair. "How did they kill them?" "They hung my father, and injected a lethal poison in my mother." I covered my mouth, "I'm so sorry, Alec." He hugged me, "I have Jane and you. That's all I need. I can take care of myself. With help from my gift." "What's your gift?" He smiled, "I shut down systems of the body. Such as taste, smell, feeling, hearing, I shut down everything." "Jane's?" His eyes got big, "oh lord. She inflects mental pain, through a wave or something." I smiled, "I have a gift." He smiled, "what is it?" I thought for a minute about what I did to a woman in a group yesterday... "I can control thoughts." He smiled, "that could be in good use." "Yeah!" That's all that we did yesterday. New York was amazing. Point blank. But I love Italy. Well I am guessing Alec just heard a group. I have to go feed. ~Jazmyn
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InfoJazmyn Leigh Koore is a 16 year old from Burlington, Colorado, and was a Sophomore in Burlington High. She is now the newest member of the Volturi, and Alec's mate. Jazmyn's Diary is written by Abbie Mohr Click here to read first entryArchives |