@meas-sinclair timeline follows { found you, sis } self-para
Shaken by the possibility of her sister having found her on Moon Island, Cleo had quickly fled the boardwalk for the town center. It had to be a trick of the mind, some freaky shit going on with this darkness that hadn't passed yet despite it being well over the duration expected. She would see Cloe again, standing amongst the crowd that seemed to be enthralled by her before her whispers would turn inaudible even for Cleo's ears. And just like that, all eyes would turn to look at the vampire, ridiculing her with their gazes as if picking her apart like everyone in their circle used to do. She learned her lesson from the first incident at the beach, shutting her eyes tight before opening them to find her sister gone. “What the fuck.” the vampire mumbled, pushing her way past the crowd still whispering her name like venom.
It was silent passed the cemetery, and only then did she take a deep breath. The hunger now settled in the pit of her stomach, but she would abate it-- she didn’t trust herself to feed now, not without killing whoever it was she fed on, and So-Young’s only rule hung above her head as her mind raced at the possibility of Cloe ever actually finding her again.
There was a crack of a twig behind suddenly which brought Cleo’s head snapping to the intruder who now invaded her space with their presence. But unlike her earlier sightings up her sister, she could smell and hear her heartbeat. Eyes fell on the girl and Cleo could feel her chest tighten with anger, confusion. This wasn’t possible.
She got to her feet, hands balled into fists at the one girl who she could never beat, no matter how hard she tried. “How the fuck did you find me??”