#empaath

❝     𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓?   i don’t think it gets easier,  ever.   we’ll be a thousand years old, maybe, and still want.  even when we’re full.  there will always be a part that’s hungry,  and . . . sometimes i wonder if it will drive us insane.      ❞    

          a sigh, more exhaustion than anything else. lights flashing, music pounding, the bass in her bones; i feel so close to you right now static in the background . she blinks, elbows her way through to the bar, rubs against too many people, flinching from the white noise of errant thoughts. she can’t shield because she needs to be aware of his presence; but she might just go deaf before she finds him.

          she’s sensed him for a few weeks now, around the area, but never particularly focused until the difference of his thoughts hit her. he’s not a mutant. at least not a type she’s met before, &&. she’s met many. platinum hair cascading down scantily-silk clad shoulders as she zeroes in, realizes he’s not in the club at all. she makes her way to the exit, the back one, steps out. silence. &&. then.

❝   Cuáles son las probabilidades de esto?   ❞   Ruby  lips  parted  as  the  words  came  out  in  one  breath.  Corners  of  her  lips  curved  just  slightly  upward,  nails  tapping  gently  against  the  surface  she  leaned  against.  ❝   It’s  been  quite  some  time,  soldado.  It’s  been  what?  A  couple  centuries?   ❞   María  made  no  effort  to  move  from  her  spot,  though  vibrant  ruby  colored  eyes  stay  focused  on  the  other  opposite  to  her.  ❝   I  never  quite  expected  our  reunion  to  be  this  . . .  fortuito.   ❞ 

“you think--- something is wrong with you? because of... bella?” because an hour into a newborn life, she’d been able to steer away from a drop of blood? because she wasn’t a frenzied catastrophe? bree’s brow furrows and draws a crease, her head slowly beginning to whip left and right, dyed curls bouncing. golden eyes meet with jasper’s. she almost looks angry, but the energy wafting all of her is hardly the upset he’s so familiar to tasting from everyone else. it’s disbelief. disappointment. and in it, a blossoming determination swelling with every ticking second because there is nothing wrong with her brother. “because she’s well controlled? jasper, that... doesn’t make sense.”

     ღ  @empaath​ ━  ‘ i swear i’m fine! ’

   𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋. It was understandable, they were all on edge after the newborns and the Volturi showing up, all of them still waiting for something to happen even though Alice had assured them it was over. She heard from Edward that Jasper had gotten a few bites, and wanted to see if he was alright, but perhaps she hadn't been the only one. ❛ Okay. I'm just saying, it's okay if you're not... ❜ She whispered, nervously biting her lip, avoiding his eyes.

   Unconsciously, she wrapped her arms around herself in an attempt to shield her small frame from something; perhaps from her fear, or the anxiety that threatened to consume her. ❛ Because I am not, Jazz. ❜ Her voice was soft, breaking with the confession. ❛ I'm not fine, and I feel like I'm drowning. ❜ Esme shook her head, trying to keep the rest of her fear under lock and key, not wanting to unleash it all on Jasper.