Gifts - Soul Mates from The Unbelievables

Gifts - Chp 47

We ran through the night, Lucille was prepared; the essentials and any mementos in our clutches as we fled our sleepy little town in the night. Lucille was so rattled, possessed with this desperate need to be reassured and to keep going, she didn’t want to rest and she certainly didn’t want to contact anyone. I left the rest of my family in haste, unknown that I’d escaped the clutches of the prison leaving them with now an even greater tainted family name. Lucille reassured me that once things were settled I could reach out, send them a letter. She was desperately fearful yet there was no hesitation to escaping with me, for tainting her own name. We ran for fear of us both being dragged back into that cell or to face the men who set me free. I wondered who they were, but there was no time for discussion. Lucille kept saying “Later my love, later.” I finally convinced my sweet to rest, we took shelter in an old barn. It was in fact the old barn where we’d found warmth in the hay and consummated our marriage, the two of us finally becoming one. It didn’t matter about all that was tumbling down upon us, we were in our own sanctuary of love and I’d never felt so content, so still in the moment. I awoke though the next morning with Lucille slipped from my arms and what appeared to be midday; I was confused, worse I was terrified that she’d been ripped from my arms once again. I refused for this to happen anymore, I was fighting back and embracing this new side of me, I was not a monster. I was human, I’d felt all the emotions of a human; love, loss, happiness, grief and fear. I was human, they were the monsters. Determination took hold of me as I sought Lucille, but she found me first and it was time to flee. There was no time to question these much needed answers. But for now that stillness was back, because not only was Lucille at my side but I had the ability to foreshadow the right path for our glorious future. I was an Iris, Lucille squeezes my hand and I’m reminded, we both shared the same last name now. And the Iris family were resilient, they were loving and over all, they were pure and gifted in a way none one else was. It was time to embrace such a gift.  – Jacob Iris

The shake and rattle of the vehicle had my head snapping up to the roof of the vehicle. My eyes rattled and my brain remained foggy and detached, something I couldn’t even really call sleep kept blanketing me to only slip away by the constant jumps and bumps of the car. I was in a daze caught between sleep and consciousness, disorientated and numb like drugs pumped through my system, defeat capturing me right to the soul.

It’s not like I’d actually been drugged again though, as soon as the police were gone and dark was upon as we were moving. I was ushered into our transportation, a car or jeep of some sorts. I didn’t even know what we were in, a big black dark tinted car sort of like a jeep I guessed. I was never one for cars and their identities and I certainly wasn’t now.

We’d clambered in at dusk and since then we hadn’t stopped, no pauses no breaks. I was sandwiched in between two men, one of them including the henchman that was at the top of my list when it came to breaking necks. Little was said at first; maybe they were waiting for something; screams and red rage? Possibly defiance and a desperate attempt at an escape? Or maybe even they expected an Oscar worthy break down of tears and snot? They received none, no rather my eyes glazed over and all sounds and movements became a distant buzz as my body hummed in...nothingness, it was detached and astray.

In and out of the bizarre dealing mechanism my body had provided for me my eyes would roll open to watch the moon rise, for slowly as our distance grew from the disgusting motel the moon once again began to fall. Where we were going was a mystery to me but I knew soon they’d have to be stopping, Vampires weren’t necessary unable to step into the light of the sun however it certainly was a weakness, it weakened their flesh and abilities until soon they’d shrivel up into dust. A sight I certainly wanted to see but they obviously had other plans.

I knew we’d be stopping soon, the sky was soon to be coloured in tones artists spent their whole lives trying to capture. Not to mention the car we were in hadn’t always been thrown around like crazy, only recently it had when we had gone off the highway and main roads and was now heading down some strange and unknown beaten roads with pot holes that left my teeth rattling. Old cedar trees following us along casting shadows within the car with my 4 vampire companions, the rest of team in a following car I presumed.