"When I opened them again, I saw someone standing close to the window. I couldn’t tell if it was Alec though the person had its cloak in, but my heart stopped beating for a split second. When I saw who it was, my heart started beating again, and this time really fast. Jane stood close to the window with her eyes locked on me. She looked furious, and from the way she was looking at me, I was pretty sure I was the on who’d made her that way. I swallowed loudly and rose into a sitting position. Jane didn’t seem to care if I was lying down or not, she just kept looking at me like I was some sort of poison or something. I started to say something, but as soon as I opened my mouth, Jane rushed to my bedside in a split second. Her small, pale fists were balled so hard that they should brake and her eyes practically burned with hate. I wondered what I’d possibly could have done that could have made her this mad, though it was pretty obvious that she was mad at me. My mind rushed through all the things that she could be mad about, and then it hit me. Alec. Something must have happened to Alec. For a second my heart stopped and I was consumed by sorrow, though I was absolutely positive something had happened, and then; Jane spoke."

Som ni ser så har jag ändrat på bloggdesignen lite grand och blev riktigt nöjd med resultatet! Ville ha en lite mer personligblogg, vilket jag tycker att jag har fått. Bloggdesignen är gjord av duktiga Josefine Thunborg. Besök gärna hennes blogg ---> Josefinethunborg.blogg.se. Hittar ni inte bloggen så finns det den länkad. Hoppas ni tycker om den nya designen och ni får gärna kommentera vad ni tycker! Det kommer också bli enklare att läsa kapitlen på bloggen nu, då skrivområdet blir lite bredare. 

Gah! Nu har jag idétorka igen! Vill bara kasta datorn i väggen och skita i allt ihop. Men eftersom det knappast kommer att hjälpa så kommer jag sitta och försöka komma på något att skriva om. Ska också lyssna på lite inspirerande musik. Förhoppningsvis har jag åtminstnde ett halvt kapitel innan jag ska ner och hjälpa skolan tjäna pengar genom att hjälpa till på loppisen. Tyvärr så blev vi ensamma idag då tjejen och hennes pappa som skulle hjälp mig och mamma inte kunde komma, så om någon vänlig själ har lust att komma ner och hjälpa till är det bara att komma. 

 

Håll tummarna för att jag överlever 5 timmars loppisarbetande och 2 timmars kapitel skrivande!

Är ensam hemma och har så fruktansvärt himla tråkigt att jag dör! Har dock en liten räddning; NCIS! Har så fastnat på serien, men nu så har sidna jag kollat på den slutat funka. Så om någon har något tips på en sida där man kan kolla på NCIS gratis utan nedladdning är det bara att kommentera! Ni får också hemskt gärna skicka iväg ett litet kik meddelande och vara lite sociala :)

 

Kik: Storiiie 

Har lekt lite med redigerings verktygen och lyckats få fram lite coola bilder. Vad tycks?

Den till vänster är orginalet och den till höger är den redigerade 

 

Skrivandet går segt. Både på bloggen och på Beneath the facade. Jag har ingen insperation över huvudtaget, hittar ingen film, bok, teckning eller någon musik som ger mig lust att skriva. Vanligtvis brukar jag hitta insperation genom mina känslor, som brukar komma ifrån att jag sett, läst eller hört något. Men nu hittar jag inte insperation någonstans. En kompis har skickat över hennes spellista till mig så jag ska se om jag kan hitta lite bra låtar att lyssna på, men det verkar rätt så mörkt för tillfället. Har ni några tips på låtar, filmer eller böcker är det bara att kommentera eller mejla. Glöm inte heller att tipsa om böcker till mitt projekt. Just nu håller jag på att läsa Eld av Mats Strandberg. Har även läst Älskar - hatar och Cirkeln. Om ni har läst mina andra inlägg så vet ni att jag ska läsa så många böcker som möjlig över sommaren, hittills har jag fått in riktigt många. Bland annat Kathrine Cashores serire De utvalda, samt Sankta Psyko, Vampire Academy, Fallen Ängel mm. Det behövs dock fler böcker, så det är bara att tipsa!

Har brist på saker att skriva om så jag tänkte skriva upp lite fakta om mig som ni säkert inte visste :)

 

• Låten Sail med Awolnation är det enda som kan lugna ner mig när jag är arg
• Jag är vänsterhänt
• Min favorit blomma är Orkidéer eller Gula rosor
• Min favorit bok för tillfället är Yttersta Offret av Richelle Mead
• Jag tre syskon, varav alla är yngre
• Jag gråter när jag är arg
• Min favorit choklad är den rätt så nya smaken av lakris och mjölkchoklad
• Jag är född i norge
• Jag har ridit i 11 år
• Jag dricker inte cola
• Jag biter på naglarna
• Rödblond är min naturliga hårfärg
• Jag vill utbilda mig till läkare 
• Min favorit färg är brun
• Jag tycker att Ben Barnes är den absolut snyggaste människan i hela världen

Kommer inte på något speciellt att skriva om, så därför tänkte jag berätta lite om hur min dag kommer se ut. Först så ska jag städa rummet och fixa lite med disken och liknande, sedan ska jag sticka till stallet och rida. Idag är en avgörande dag för ridningen då jag inte är så säker på om jag vill fortsätta. Jag älskar verkligen att rida och det är en del av mig men hästen jag rider nu är otrygg i både spår och i skogen + att de jag rider för är fruktansvärt otrevliga. Så det ser inte så ljust ut för ridningen nu. Kanske om jag hittar någon annan att rida hos så kan jag börja igen, men annars kommer ridningen läggas på hyllan ett tag.

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Förutom den stora ridningsfrågan så kommer jag att ÄNTLIGEN  få appar påmin telefon idag. Ni som känner mig vet ju hur paranoid och överbeskyddande mamma är, men nu har hon ätnligen gett med sig och jag ska skaffa ett apple-id och en massa appar idag. Mer info om kik, instagram mm kommer senare idag :)

 

As we walked deeper in to the house the smell grew stronger and stronger. From time to time, Alec turned his head and gave me a glance, as if to see that I was okay. The glances touch me and I blushed every time his gaze met mine. Jane also gave me glances. But they weren’t friendly and caring; they were full of hate and clearly scream stay away from my brother. I didn’t quite understand her looks; I wasn’t the one who turned his head at me to check if I was okay every few minutes. I did, however, look at the back of Alec’s head to gather strength when I started to feel scared. But how could Jane see and know that? Did she have another gift that I wasn’t aware about? Could she also read minds like my dad and Aro? Not likely. The thought of mindreading and my dad made my heart ache, and I was short of breath for a half second, before I gathered myself and forced my mind to focus on the mission. A creak of someone stepping on the floor made every one freeze. A sound of a pounding heart echoed through the whole house. And then I recognized the smell. How could I’ve not have known it sooner? I’d been around that smell since the second I was born. The woody, harsh smell, just soft enough to not burn my nose. The smell a very special person had. The smell that lingered in the house was the smell of werewolf.

For a few seconds I couldn’t move. All I could think about was Jacob, my dear Jacob. Even though he’d left me and even though he’d hurt me, he still had a place in my heart. All the sorrow and the hate were gone and all I could think about was Jacob. His smile, his humor, and the way he used to bug Rosalie. I just wanted him to hug me and stroke my hair the way he used to and tell me that everything was going to be okay. My face lit up and I waited for Jacob to walk around the corner. But it wasn’t Jacob who walked came around the corner. The thing that came around the corner was a huge dark brown wolf with bloody jaws and sharp claws. A high scream was heard and it bounced on the walls, loud and terrified. It took a while before I realized that the scream came from me. The wolf roared loudly and in the blink of an eye, Alec was at my side. He pushed me up against the wall, covering my mouth with one hand and holding me with the other. He hushed me quietly and stroked my hair. At the same time as Alec calmed me, Santiago attacked the giant wolf and they were circling each other. It was only a half circle, though Santiago never let the wolf get close to Jane, who stood just a few feet away, looking extremely focused. I wondered why she didn’t just use her powers on the wolf, but before I’d even finished that thought, another wolf came around the corner. It was instant thrown to the floor, whining and squirming. I realized that Jane had waited for the other wolf, though Santiago couldn’t handle two wolves without getting hurt in the process. I wanted to close my eyes and hide myself in Alec’s arms, but I couldn’t. Instead I watched Jane walk towards the defenseless wolf, bend down, put her hand on the wolf’s furry chest and rip out its heart. A low, painful squeal was heard from the both of the wolves. One of them squealed of pain and fear just before it died, and the other one squealed of pain and loss of a pack member and a brother. I could see the sorrow in the wolf’s eyes, and even though it wanted to kill us, I felt bad for it. I knew how strong the bond between pack members were, I’d been in one. The only thing keeping me from crying was the fact that none of these wolves were Jacob or anyone from his pack. This was other werewolves, bad werewolves who’d tried to kill us. And one of them was still trying. The short pain of a lost brother had made the wolf distracted for a split second, which was enough for Santiago to throw the wolf against the wall, creating a huge hole. I’d expected the wolf to jump right up and attack again, but it just lay there, starring empty into the air. At first I thought it was dead, but then I saw Alec look at it and I realized that he was using his gift on the wolf.

“That’s the one we need”, Alec confirmed. Felix and Santiago immediately lifted the wolf out of the hole in the wall and out to the car. I didn’t follow them, but I heard the thud when they put the wolf in the trunk and then the slam when they closed it. I wondered how the huge wolf could fit in the trunk, but then I realized that it had probably turned into its human form. Jane and Demetri also went out to the car, but I couldn’t move. There were so many thoughts and feelings in my head at the same time. I was glad and relieved that none of these wolves was someone that I knew and loved, scared of what I just witnessed and most of all, very aware of the fact that I was in Alec’s arms. When all the action had been going on, I hadn’t noticed the way Alec protected and held me. I was pressed up against the wall with his arms tight around me, so he could run out of the house if needed to. He was protecting me with his body, and it was also pressed tightly against mine. Normally, I would’ve turned away and acted like I didn’t care as I tried not to blush, but during the circumstances, I didn’t care. I was terrified, filled with adrenalin and couldn’t get the image of Jane ripping out the wolf’s heart out of my head. So instead of pushing him away and keeping my dignity and my feelings secure, I threw my arms around his neck, leaning my head against his chest and started to cry. I cried loudly and my whole body shook with spasms as I cried out all the fear and sorrow. I cried over the dead wolf, over Jacob, over my family and over everything that I’d kept inside of me for so long. I didn’t care if I showed myself vulnerable to Alec or anyone else. I just cried and let all my feelings out in the open for every one to watch. As I cried, Alec didn’t say a word. He just hugged me tightly and stroked my hair. His cold, hard arms made me feel secure and as the time went by I started to calm down. Just being near Alec soothed me and eventually, I stopped crying.  For a while we just stood there. His firm embrace surrounded me and I never wanted to move. The wonderful smell of lemon balm, mint, pine and licorice filled my lungs and it felt like home. For the first time in months, I was home. Here, in Alec’s arms, I was safe.

Even though it seemed like none of us wanted to let go of each other, we all had to get going before more wolves decided to visit. Slowly, we let go. When we faced each other, I met his gaze. His eyes were a little darker than usual but the fire was still there. It didn’t seem to matter what color his eyes had, the fire always burned. When we stood there, I wanted to say a million things to him. But none of the words came out. Instead we started to walk to the cars. When we came out of the house, Jane shot a hateful glance at me and I swore that she used her gift on me for an extremely short second. A shock of pain flowed through my body, but it happened so quickly I wasn’t sure if it was real or if I’d just imagined it.

“Felix’s driving the other car, so you’re going to ride with him” Alec said and pushed me in Felix direction. “We’ll meet you at our hotel when we’re done here.” I started to walk towards Felix on stiff legs, nodding my head several times. My body screamed after Alec’s arms, screamed for them to hold me again. I didn’t want to leave him; I didn’t want him to stay here and “be done” with things. I wanted him to come with me and be safe. But I knew that we were still on a mission and I had to behave. So, without looking at Alec or anyone else, I got in the car and leaned my head against the seat. Felix was quick to follow me and soon we were driving along the same road as we’d come from. During the ride I thought about what had happened in the house. I thought about Alec’s arms around me, how he’d made me feel, and the way my heart raced when I saw him and how the butterflies always haunted my stomach in his presents. Not until now, I realized how blind I’ve been. I’d been blind to the way my feelings had grown for him. Before, I hadn’t been able to put a name on my feelings for Alec, but now I could. I loved him, and I had loved him for a while now.

 

 

As we walked through the rooms I felt a familiar smell, but I couldn’t place it anywhere. The knowledge of what smell it was lay just out of reach and it bugged me. I tried not to think about it and focus on the mission, but every time I managed to stop thinking about it, the thought sneaked back into my head. Alec and the others walked carefully through the rooms in the small house. At first I’d been walking a bit behind the others, looking around, but then the familiar smell grew stronger and Felix and Demetri was quickly behind me. Alec, Jane and Santiago walked in front of me. Santiago was the best fighter, so he took the lead. That way he could easily attack an immediate threat. After him walked Jane and Alec, side by side. They weren’t the best fighters, but their powers were strong enough to disarm any threat what so ever. I walked in the middle of the group, presumably because I didn’t have any offensive powers and wasn’t such a good fighter either. Felix and Demetri walked behind me, ready to take on any enemy that attacked from behind. With other words, I was safe. Even though I didn’t understand what the threat was, there obviously was one. The rest of the group watched every inch of the house, searching for a potential threat. The tension in the air was almost touchable. It lay in the air, waiting – just like the rest of us – for something to happen.