Samantha Point of view
One minute, I was thinking of the things that I could do to kill Ryder. The next minute, I am back into the darkness with a stranger he has left me with. I have blacked out too much today and I was honestly less freaked out than I was before.
I opened my eyes slightly then it falls back down. My hands moved to my face and tried to rub my eyes to make it easier to open them. It worked for a moment but a bit of dizziness was left behind.
When I could finally open my eyes properly, I scout the area with my eyes and found myself not in the same place as I was before. I see Aria standing over me with her hands holding out for me to grab. I take it and she helped me up to my feet.
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Samantha Point of View When I opened my eyes, everything was a literal blur. From left to right, nothing was clear to me except for Aria. We were already standing up in the middle of what looked like a forest with a huge river across us. When I shifted my balance on both feet, I heard the pebbles crush under my shoes. When I looked at my surroundings, it was as if I was looking at the camera that was not in focus. I looked at Aria to ask where we were. "We are in your head," she answered. "Why is everything a blur?" I asked again. "It's different for everyone. Sometimes their mind could be a room or underwater or whatever is most significant to them. Yours is all a blur because your mind is blocked and
Samantha Point of view Suddenly, everything was clear. I could see the bridge a lot more clearly, but the bricks seemed lighter in color. It was as if the bridge was built just recently. "You used to live here in East Maltwi. You used to live in the supernatural realm. This is where you come when your parents are busy or when you have a fight with your brother which was almost all the time." I looked into the distance and I saw wolves in the forest. As I looked further, I saw witches and warlocks practicing magic. Then, I heard someone crying. I looked at Aria who was beside me, wondering if it was okay to go and look. She nodded, giving her permission. She followed me under the bridge. We both saw a little boy crying with his back to the wall with his legs hugged close to his chest so they
Samantha Point of view Suddenly, there was another flash of white light. They found themselves in an unfamiliar house. The house was smaller and its walls were built with bricks and wood. Looking around the intereior, I spotted a lot of books and a fireplace. The air smells like pinecones. Everything about it seemed warm and cozy. The floor by the fireplace was wooden and the walls surrounding it was made out of mostly bricks. "Where are we now?" "We are at your house," she answered. I looked around to look for any sight of my younger self. Soon enough, I see her behind the couch giggling to herself. She tried to muffle the sounds she was making by covering her mouth, but hints of her giggles still escaped her mouth. Just then, the loud slam of the door that came from behind me caught my attention as well as the little version of me who was a bit startled by the sound. We watched as two people entered the room. I immediately recog
Samantha Point of view The perk of having amnesia is that I have space for information. If I was Samantha Parker before she lost her memories, I think she would have freaked out about this more than I am right now. Her life would literally be a lie and mine would be just like an empty cup that anyone could fill up with any truth, and I would not even know. We were standing on the bridge this time. It was a calm afternoon with people on the bridge passing by, going about their day, and distant laughter coming from the riverside where children were playing. Amidst the people who were trying to get to their destinations, there was a little girl sitting by the side of the bridge, waiting. I didn't have to ask to know who she was and who she was waiting for. "How long has she-," I stop to correct myself. "How long have I waited for him?" Aria stood there watching me. "For over a year, then you stopped and moved on
Samantha Point of view Aria touched my shoulder, making me snap back to reality. Still feeling a bit dazed, I looked at her with wide eyes. I found it unbelievable that I was able to remember this memory. It was like I was viewing the memory through her own eye-- No. It was as if I relived each moment. When he bumped her, when she bent down and picked up the bread, all of those sensations and the feelings that accompanied them I felt myself. I remember feeling annoyed that a rude stranger bumped into me without even saying he was sorry or helping me pick up the food that fell on the floor. I remembered how he just stared at me. Quite a rude individual, I thought to myself at that time. Aria asked if I was okay, but I just turned to look at Rai and myself. He was still there staring at her. I saw myself muttering to herself if there was something wrong with him. When the other me got up, he was already walking away. She didn'
Samantha Point of view Compared to the last time I saw him, he looked a lot more human. He looked at the little girl for any injuries. Thankfully, she had none. He moved on to Samira. She hugged her knees and kept her head hung low as she struggled to keep her eyes open. I watched him move Samira to a more comfortable position. He supported her back with one arm around her shoulder while the other arm was below her knees. He tried to carry her and gently lay her by the wall, but she suddenly winced. I could see the concern flash in his eyes clear as day. "Where does it hurt?" He asked her. Trying not to make the pain any worse, Samira slowly moved her hand to the side of her waist. Rai looked over and carefully lifted her clothing up. He sighed in relief seeing that there was no blood. But he found a big, unsightly, purple bruise. He
Samantha Point of View "Rude," Linda commented. Samira nodded in agreement. The girls were just gathering the dry clothes outside Samira's house when they began talking about the guy who saved her as well as how he just walked away from her. It was Samira's turn to take the dry laudry from the clothesline. And much to Samira's relief, Linda was there to offer her help. "Maybe it was something I said?" Samira wondered, picturing how he went from a smirk to a cold expression. Maybe she was thinking too hard, and the problem was really just him. "Or he's just plain rude," she muttered to herself, considering the thought. As the girls took their time doing the chores, Linda looked away for a moment, noticing Xavier's friend who had entered her line of sight. "Heads up. I think Xavier's hot friend is interested in you." "What?" Samira turned around and it was indeed her brother's friend, staring at her from afar as he mad
Xavier Point of view We all got in Bruce's van. It was spacious and had enough leg room for the nine of us. Bruce hopped onto the driver's seat, while the hunter was beside him at he front seat. On the first row of seats were Ryder, Linda, Sarah, followed by Christina and I. In the the backseat, Riley and the witch girls occupied that space. Ryder guided Bruce, giving him the directions to their destination, which happened to be a couple miles away from their starting location. It was convenient as they were in a rush. As the car ride went on, Ryder explained to us about the catastrophe that was about to happen - the world resetting and how it was mom's and Sam's doing. He also mentioned about the realms and the keeper, which lead to the discussion of how his dad wanted to use the keeper's magic. His intentions were to turn time further back in an attempt to get his deceased wife back. As Rider was explaining these revelations, I felt a sudde