Rosalie: I'm So Sorry...

I stood a way away from Trixie, silently watching her. If I did go up to her, what could I say? A man is going to come and kill you? That's a nice thought.

Oh come on, just do this, I thought irritated, pushing my body forward so I stood behind her.

"Um...hi Trixie." I mumbled quietly, her head turned quickly in shock, but she then sighed realising it was only me. 

"Oh, hey," she whispered. 

"May I sit with you?" I asked. She nodded. I bumped my bum down onto the sand and yanked up my jeans, letting the warm water touch my feet. We sat in silence for a while. "Trixie, I know we don't really know each other very well and all, but I really need to tell you something. And I don't know how exactly you're going to take it..." her head turned to look at me.

"What is it?" she asked, tucking some hair behind her ear.

"Well...I saw the future. It was you...and a man. He came onto the island and...he was killing you Trixie. He was draining out your powers and hurting you." I whispered uneasily, watching her eyes go wide and I looked away. "I know that you probably don't believe me but...when I see the future, it normally comes true." It took a while for her to take this in.

"What did he look like?" I paused.

"He was tall and, very scary looking. He was muttering things to himself and he wore complete black. Oh, and he had one light blue eye and one incredibly dark one."

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