Immortal Love Book #2. Evil

32. "I can, and I will"

"Fantastic, now we both finally have something in common." Dennis said as soon as it happened. Alexander looked at me up and down, shamelessly going through every inch of my almost naked body. I quickly put on my clothes now that nothing was stopping me. "Other than the women we share." Dennis finished his thought before I finished dressing up. Alexander looked serious and unbothered. I wondered what he was feeling. Right, he wasn't feeling.

Dennis walked into the room after a minute and stood in front of Alexander. They both looked at each other, and for the first time, there wasn't any hatred between them. Alexander was taller than Dennis, so he had to look down at him, and Dennis didn't seem to mind. They looked like two robots, and it was freaking me out. I assumed Dennis wouldn't take Alexander's word for it, and he'd want to check if he had really turned off his emotions, but I wasn't sure how he could do that. Dennis looked into Alexander's eyes like he was trying to find any reminders of his humanity, but there was none. It took me only one look into Alexander's eyes to see the emptiness inside him and confirm that he didn't feel anything anymore. I felt my heart sink slowly. We were fucked now, that was for sure.

"Good." Dennis said to himself while still looking at Alexander. Alexander didn't move a muscle. This whole no emotions thing made me really curious. Dennis walked away and then he turned to us for a brief moment. "You're dismissed." he said.

The door opened and Ramona escorted us back to our room. As we walked my mind begin to wander once again. I looked at Alexander, naively trying to find a shred of humanity in his eyes. There was none. He looked similar to the first time we met, cold and distant, like a god above everyone who couldn't be bothered to care about trivialities. I wondered whether he had his humanity back then, that day Dennis and I walked into that bar in New York. That night I perceived him like he was the ultimate vampire. He was everything I had pictured the first time I found out vampires existed, intimidating, scary, handsome, and alluring. The thing that I wasn't sure of was whether his perceived emotionless was real, or just a front. It didn't really matter now, but I thought of it as we walked inside our room.

The silence made itself present as soon as Ramona closed the door. We were alone again, but it wasn't the same. We weren't on the same side as before, for all I knew he could kill me without giving it a second thought. I was scared of him now, and I had never really felt like that towards him. I had felt intimidated and intrigued, but never fearful of my life. I took a deep breath and sat on my bed. It was over. After I had gathered hope, it was all gone. I didn't know when it would happen, but Alexander would tell somebody about our plan sooner or later, and that would be it. They would probably kill me now that they didn't need me anymore. I was never anything to them other than leverage to get Dennis and Alexander to turn off their humanities, and now that they had, I was living on borrowed time. Panic started to invade me as I laid back on my bed and stared at the ceiling. Maybe I could contact Merissa either way, and she could go to the witched. It seemed like a long shot given how little time I had left. I saw Alexander sitting on his bed over the corner of my eye, and I wondered what was going through his mind. Maybe if I tried really hard I could talk to Merissa and fix this before it's all over.

No one said a word in that room for hours. Ramona brought me something to eat, then she escorted me to take a shower, and when I came back, the room looked exactly the same. Alexander was sitting on his bed looking at the wall. He really did look like a robot. He wasn't like Dennis, who couldn't shut up after his humanity was off. He was quiet and still like he was waiting for something. I thought maybe there was something wrong with him. Time passed and I was beginning to feel utterly hopeless. I didn't say a word to Alexander, afraid of what he might say now that he didn't have the filter that humans have. I laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling, waiting for the unavoidable end of the world.