All He Ever Lusted (Completed) [BEING REWRITTEN]

Chapter Thirty Three - Welcoming To Hell

{All he Ever Lusted}

Chapter Thirty Three - Welcoming To Hell

☠ ALISTAR’s POV ☠

This is it. This was it.

The moment of truth. I didn’t want this to happen. I didn’t want to be able to see her reaction.

I watched silently as she reaches into her bag, crawling to get to it. She fell back after a couple of crawls, but she doesn’t stop crawling no matter how much she was hurting. She slowly clutches the gun which she had just gotten hold of, and for a split second, I thought she would make her fourteenth attempt to assassin me — something which I would much rather have happened. Instead, she throws me her gun, which I easily caught with my hands. Engraved on it read “Anti-Vampires”, why was she giving her gun?

What was she doing?

“Alistar,” her voice came out even quieter than a mouse, “Kill me.”

My eyes widened in terror, "Stacey, no, calm down—”

The next word that left her mouth was a desperate plea, and it broke my heart to hear it. 

“Please,” she whispers again in the same volume, and somehow it managed to make my heart shatter. I could locate every bit of pain in her voice, no matter how quiet she was.

She startled me when her high pitched screech echoed through the tiny room, “Fucking kill me, Alistar. Kill me now!” She backs away from me, knocking multiple books off the shelf. She stumbles around as she was not exactly sure where she is going herself.

"Stacey, please, I won’t—”

"Do it!"

"I can't," this is truly insubstantial, she was begging me to take away her life. How could I kill her? How couls I kill the only thing I have ever loved?

"I’m a mis-creation, I need to be destroyed," she throws her head back, shaking it repetitively.

"Calm down, Stacey, please," my eyes are filled with unshed tears, which can't be held back any further.

"If you don’t do it, I’ll do it myself,” she hollers, smashing her head against the glass wardrobe behind her.

She backs up, spinning around in the same position. She touches the top of her head, which was flowing with blood. I watched her in excruciating pain, as she twisted and turned, as if she was trying to catch her own conscience flying out of her whole body.

Still, in this state, she was beautiful.

Too beautiful to be a miscreation.

A vampire.

"Fuck. Fuck,” she screams, but she couldn't help licking the blood off her fingers as well.

Fangs.

I could see her newly grown fangs. The emotions in her eyes shifted from one to one. Disgust turned to fear, then turned to lust.

Blood lust.

“Ugh," she was struggling hard to gain her own conscience, yet it's impossible. The beast inside of her had taken over.

“Stacey, please stay calm.”

She drops to the ground, twisting and turning, growling in frustration.

"Please Alistar," she barely makes it out as a whisper, "Pull the trigger. Kill me."

"I won’t, Stacey, it’s going to be okay, please believe me."

She leans against the already shattered wardrobe, using every ounce of energy left in her body. This was bad. Using so much strength could kill her right now, why is she doing this to herself? Did she manage to hate herself so much? Did she really hate what she — we — were so much? She gradually lifted her head, and I was utterly taken aback when I saw the shade of her eyes. Black.

"No, it’s not going to be okay. I’m supposed to be a Vampire Hunter. I’m so fucking disgusting. I need to be—”

Her sentence gets cut short, because just in a flash, someone had grabbed the gun from my hand, aimed and shot Stacey right on the head.

I watched as she collapsed to the ground. Just as she wished, she laid there, very, very still.

Too still. 

| Whitney's POV |

I had killed her. God, there was such an exotic thrill in hurting her. But finally, the job was done. It was fun while it lasted.

And I would do it all over again.

“You,” Alistar’s nostril flares, eyes turning murky red, fangs showing from his wide open mouth, "You demon.”

I grinned at him, although my heart wrenched at those words, “Time was up, Alistar. I said I would leave her alone for some time, didn’t I? I did as I was asked and now I’m here to claim back what had negotiated on. Her life.” Then, waving goodbye, I jumped out of the window into my own dorm.

Stacey should be thanking me, I had helped her accomplish her wish. I was helping her. And now, I could finally be with Alistar. He’s just going to need time before he realised she was never good to him.

Too bad she couldn't stay for the real fun part.

It could've been awesome with her. Seeing her reaching for help, doing everything to save herself. Hopeless. She really does nothing helpful except causing trouble to everyone. She really was a curse.

I stared at the glowing moon, as I smiled proudly at myself. Just you wait, Alistar.

I loved winning. I really do. And I believe I just won. Big time.

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