Chapter 3

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Safire's Pov

(Safire and Diane, have the ability to talk to each other through their minds, it's called a mind link, or telepathy whichever you per fer. Also the mind link conversations will always be underlined. Also Safire and Diane's eyes change color when the mind like is active, they turn yellow)


I open a mind link to Diane, Hey sis, I'm on my way, I'm in Gotham but there were complications and I got dropped in the wrong place. Also, when we meet up I need to talk to you about some things. my voice sounds worn and broken from all the screaming. What's wrong? You sound like you were hit by a bus. Do you need directions to where I am? her angelic voice filled my head.

I wish I was hit by a bus.


Safire I know you're sad, but you need to stay strong, at least until you get to Diane. 


I don't care what you say maybe I should just go lay in the street, and maybe someone kind will take me out of my misery and run me over.


Love, I understand you are sad but you need to stay strong at least until you get to Diane, she can help you.


NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!! I LOST THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!! AND EVEN WORSE I'M THE REASON HE'S DEAD!!! HE SAVED MY LIFE MORE TIMES THAN I CAN COUNT AND WHEN HE FINALLY NEEDED MY HELP I LEFT HIM THERE TO DIE!!! I'm just as evil as my father...


No you're not, don't you ever say that again. The sperm doner doesn't even deserve the title of father. And Cecil sent you away, you had no control of him or his actions. He loved you so much, that he gave his life to save yours. And I think that's what he wanted. As long as you are safe and alive, he didn't die in vain. What do you think he would say if he saw you now?


He would tell me that he would never leave me, and that everything will be OK and give me one of his bear hugs. But that's the point. I'm not alive, and neither is he. The second he died, I died with him. I'm just a walking meet suit now, empty and alone.


What about Diane? What about me?


She doesn't need me, I'll just end up hurting her or worse killing her like I did Cecil. You would be fine without me.


You didn't kill Cecil. And you wouldn't hurt Diane you don't have the strength or the heart too. And you don't know that.


And you do?


Yes I would die without you, I would have no control. And you would never hurt the one's you love on purpose.


If you say so.


I do, you of all people know i'm right.


Okay, I trust you.


"I will tell you when I'm there, no I don't need directions I can just track you by sent. By the way, Diane did you know you smell like a cloud?" Accidentally asking aloud.


  Oh my god I did not know that, and I didn't want to. That whole sense of smell you have still creeps me out.... do you know what you smell like? Hurry up and get here or else you'll make us miss the bus and we'll have to wait for the next one. 


 Chuckling slightly at her reaction, you have weird abilities too you know, don't be jealous because mine are cooler. To answer your question, I smell like Jasmine. Don't rush me woman, I am walking as fast as I can, be there soon. Also when you see me, try not to freak out to much okay? 


Why would I freak out? 


Just don't, be there as soon as possible.


Okay


"I'm one street away from Diane" I whisper to myself. I start walking toward the smell of clouds. The silence of the streets comfort me, not even the sound of my footsteps could be heard, a sweet trick I learned. My side starts to really burn, I wince. I could still feel those pair of eyes on me belonging to my stalker, so finally I look behind me. As expected there is no one there, "Huh, must be my imagination" I say to myself, baiting my stalker even mere.


Just wait till you get too Diane then you can take him together.


I know, it's just I'm itching for a fight.


I know you are I can feel it. But your injuries are too severe at the moment. If you tried to fight now you would loose.


Kill joy.


That's what I'm here for.


Rolling my eyes, I finally see the bus stop, and a blond girl with ocean blue eyes like mine, was sitting on the bench with a bunch of luggage. I had never seen her in person before but we had talked a lot over facetime or Skype, she's a few inches shorter than I am.



I finally notice that she's looking at me with a big smile on her face, tears coming from her familiar eyes. Then I realize I'm crying too, I start sprinting toward her, forgetting about my injuries completely. I drop my bags not even caring about them and pull her into a passionate bear hug, like the one I shared with Cecil, just the thought of him made me cry harder. "Hi" I say my voice betraying me by breaking, to the small woman I have in my arms. "Hi" she says lightly against my fiery red hair. 


Then she actually looks at my face, "Oh my god, are you OK? When I asked if you were hit by a bus, I didn't actually think that... What happened to you" she asks me with worry in her beautiful ocean blue eyes as she looks my body up and down, her eyes stopping at the bullet sized hole in my shirt.


"I-I did-d t-this to m-myself, with a l-little help of course" I stutter, trying to smile.  Feeling stupid for not cleaning up before seeing her, and feeling weak for even looking and feeling like this in front of anyone, especially Diane. She pulls me back into our bear hug as I start to cry even harder, my knees give out. 


She catches me, keeping me standing "Shh its OK, it's OK, you're safe now. I'm here you aren't alone anymore, i'm here." She shushes me, as my cries grow softer, and as my heart slows down, she looks right into my eyes with a new vengeance and determination, and says, "Tell me everything." 


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THANK YOU

BE KIND.


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