Get Your Words Out: January OYTAWL Challenge
Title: Waiting For A Heartbeat
Fandom or Original Universe: The Covenant, with my OC character Avery Danvers.
Word Count: 601
Prompt: January OYTAWL challenge for getyourwordsout
Summary: Avery Danvers has been summoned home to Ipswitch in an attempt to re-build the Danvers family. As they all find out, witchcraft, teenagers and secrets don’t mix too well.
Dear Diary,
It’s weird, I just flicked through my last few entries in here - I sound like such a girl. Which, of course, I am, but I sound so… normal. It seems foreign because as we now all know, I’m not. Though you and I both know that under Caleb’s dictatorship he and I both lead a fairly boring existence.
It’s been roughly 19 hours since Caleb found out, which means that it's been roughly 18.5 since Pogue, Reid and Tyler did.
Caleb figured out my secret - he knew that someone had been reading the Book of Damnation. I should have covered my tracks better - Pogue and Tyler wouldn’t bother reading it again and I’m still unsure whether or not Reid can actually read yet. :) Caleb was mad, to say the least. Mad that I hadn’t said anything before now, mad that I hadn’t Fed-Exed myself home earlier (yeah, like that would happen), mad that his world was once again shaken and stirred.
Do I feel different? Not really. Smaller, if possible, more scared. I'd hoped that when I finally told Caleb that I'd feel safer, more liberated - who was I kidding? My brother flipped out not for my health and well being, but the sanctity of his brotherhood. Never mind the fact that he told the first girl who batted her eyelashes at him while I was exiled to boarding school as not to 'disturb the process'.
I'd say messing up 600 years of bloodlines is 'disturbing the process', wouldn’t you?
But come on, it’s not like I’m the first screw up in the legend. The Book of Damnation states that each bloodline produces only one - a male heir to the name. For the last few generations, there have been more. Don’t tell me that the bloodlines are simply marrying more fertile women - Ew. Thinking of grandma as fertile? Gross. The Book of Damnation also stated the Goody Pope was batshit crazy - John Putnam came to her in her dreams, using her as an incubus? Gross. But Chase Collins nearly killed Pogue and caused the final death of my Father, guess that good 'ol Goody wasn’t so loopy.
Still, gross. Can you imagine telling everyone that you’re an incubus for a dead guy? A guy killed by his own for his evil ways? The only kind of incubus I like is the band, thank you very much.
That reminds me... I have Pogue’s CD.
It’s a dark day, diary. I never imagined this day out of fear of what would transpire - maybe subconsciously I knew that Caleb wouldn’t take it well? That Pogue was sit in stunned silence, that Reid would fire questions at Caleb and I like a machine, that Tyler would watch the entire scene before him, wide eyed and quiet.
Maybe subconsciously, I knew that I would never be welcome in their fraternity.
Maybe subconsciously, that by keeping such a large secret to myself, I could pretend that it didn’t exist? That by admitting it to Caleb and the Sons, it becomes real to myself?
On that note diary, I’m going to leave it. I can hear Caleb on his phone, his music turned up loud - isn’t it bizarre that the first time that he acts like a normal teenage boy, it’s because he's realising that he -and now I - are the furthest thing from normal?
Ugh, I hate that those psych classes are paying off. I feel like a demented Froid.
Wish me luck, blank pages that are yet to be filled- I think we’re going to need it.
Avery.
Fandom or Original Universe: The Covenant, with my OC character Avery Danvers.
Word Count: 601
Prompt: January OYTAWL challenge for getyourwordsout
Summary: Avery Danvers has been summoned home to Ipswitch in an attempt to re-build the Danvers family. As they all find out, witchcraft, teenagers and secrets don’t mix too well.
Dear Diary,
It’s weird, I just flicked through my last few entries in here - I sound like such a girl. Which, of course, I am, but I sound so… normal. It seems foreign because as we now all know, I’m not. Though you and I both know that under Caleb’s dictatorship he and I both lead a fairly boring existence.
It’s been roughly 19 hours since Caleb found out, which means that it's been roughly 18.5 since Pogue, Reid and Tyler did.
Caleb figured out my secret - he knew that someone had been reading the Book of Damnation. I should have covered my tracks better - Pogue and Tyler wouldn’t bother reading it again and I’m still unsure whether or not Reid can actually read yet. :) Caleb was mad, to say the least. Mad that I hadn’t said anything before now, mad that I hadn’t Fed-Exed myself home earlier (yeah, like that would happen), mad that his world was once again shaken and stirred.
Do I feel different? Not really. Smaller, if possible, more scared. I'd hoped that when I finally told Caleb that I'd feel safer, more liberated - who was I kidding? My brother flipped out not for my health and well being, but the sanctity of his brotherhood. Never mind the fact that he told the first girl who batted her eyelashes at him while I was exiled to boarding school as not to 'disturb the process'.
I'd say messing up 600 years of bloodlines is 'disturbing the process', wouldn’t you?
But come on, it’s not like I’m the first screw up in the legend. The Book of Damnation states that each bloodline produces only one - a male heir to the name. For the last few generations, there have been more. Don’t tell me that the bloodlines are simply marrying more fertile women - Ew. Thinking of grandma as fertile? Gross. The Book of Damnation also stated the Goody Pope was batshit crazy - John Putnam came to her in her dreams, using her as an incubus? Gross. But Chase Collins nearly killed Pogue and caused the final death of my Father, guess that good 'ol Goody wasn’t so loopy.
Still, gross. Can you imagine telling everyone that you’re an incubus for a dead guy? A guy killed by his own for his evil ways? The only kind of incubus I like is the band, thank you very much.
That reminds me... I have Pogue’s CD.
It’s a dark day, diary. I never imagined this day out of fear of what would transpire - maybe subconsciously I knew that Caleb wouldn’t take it well? That Pogue was sit in stunned silence, that Reid would fire questions at Caleb and I like a machine, that Tyler would watch the entire scene before him, wide eyed and quiet.
Maybe subconsciously, I knew that I would never be welcome in their fraternity.
Maybe subconsciously, that by keeping such a large secret to myself, I could pretend that it didn’t exist? That by admitting it to Caleb and the Sons, it becomes real to myself?
On that note diary, I’m going to leave it. I can hear Caleb on his phone, his music turned up loud - isn’t it bizarre that the first time that he acts like a normal teenage boy, it’s because he's realising that he -and now I - are the furthest thing from normal?
Ugh, I hate that those psych classes are paying off. I feel like a demented Froid.
Wish me luck, blank pages that are yet to be filled- I think we’re going to need it.
Avery.