Status: Rewritting!

She's in Control

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Sheffield,Central England, 1870

"What do you mean leaving?!" I can't believe he was doing this to me. My own son.

"I'm sorry,Gen. I just don't understand this," he spoke in a calm tone. How could anyone be calm in this situation?

"What's more to understand?! This is your family! You can't just leave us." My voice softened at the end.

"Je suis désolé Genevieve. Je t'aime. Mais je dois partir. J'ai besoin de savoir qui je suis." His voice was barely a whisper, nut I understood him. I definitely understood him.

"Tu vas me manquer beaucoup, Carlisle." I said pulling him into me, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist.

"Tu vas me manquer aussi."

We held each other for what seemed like years. I knew this would happen one day. I just wished it wasn't so soon. I wasn't aware that it would hurt this much. Before I could pull away, we were surrounded by two more pairs of arms.

We were all a mess when he left. But I knew he'd do just fine. Absolutely fine.

"Alright you two, time to pack," I addressed my sisters.

"Aw, why so soon Gen? I was just starting to like it here," Jeanne whined, slumping down onto the couch. Well, as lazily as a vampire could muster.

"Of course you were liking it here, Those boys were on your beck and call all month!" shrieked Anne, jealous as always.

"I suppose it's time to pay Marie a visit," I smirked.

The others met my gaze with a glimmer of mischief in their eyes. Lord knows what they would do to our 'lovely' brother in law.
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Je suis désolé Genevieve. Je t'aime. Mais je dois partir. J'ai besoin de savoir qui je suis.
I'm sorry Genevieve. I love you. But I must go. I need to know who I am.
Tu vas me manquer beaucoup
I will miss you so much.
Tu vas me manquer aussi.
I will miss you too.

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