TO LIE WITH MIDNIGHT ROSES

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RENESSA

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"I told you to leave him alone," Varida sneers as Xavier lies on the floor before her. My heart flutters, unsure of how or what to feel. I wanted everything that happened. I wanted it until... he bit me. 

This time he actually bit me and it hurt and he enjoyed it. He enjoyed the pain he caused me because it felt good for him. Another tear falls as I choke back a sob. I grip the fabric of my dress, pulling it away from my chest as I try to steady my breathing. I didn't care about the blood dripping down my neck, not even now with Varida just feet in front of me with her lips pulled back, fangs exposed and eyes darkening.

"Whore," She whispers.

My brows furrow, looking at her as she twiddles with the ends of her hair between her purple-pointed nails.

"What did you just call me?" I fire back, blood boiling.

"I called you a whore!" She remarks, biting back a smile, "You had it coming though."

"Then why did you stop him?"

She laughs, "Oh, trust me, honey. I did that for him, not for you."

"And you say I'm the heartless one." I mock with an eye roll.

"At least I'm not hopping from guy to guy," Her accent is thick as her voice deepens, "He deserves more than you. He deserves to not be in pain around you. I see how he is without you around and even then he struggles. He can barely fucking eat, it's never enough!"

I take a step back, noticing now her icy-blue eyes were an obsidian shade of black. She looks at my neck, her hands clench at her sides, balling them into fists before stretching out her long, pale fingers. She cracks her neck, licking her lips as she does.

"I make good on my promises," She speaks, breaking the silence. "Clearly you didn't hear me or you are too stupid to understand a threat but a couple of hours ago I told you if he loses himself, again, because of you... I will end you."

I had heard her, loud and clear. I remember. I'm not stupid enough to not understand a threat but in the heat of the moment between locked lips; I had forgotten. I hoped they were only empty words, I see now, they were not and Ryker was right. She loved him.

"You love him, don't you?"

She stiffens, "What's it matter to you?"

"I think I might've too, in a way."

"If you loved him, at all in any way," She seethes, "You wouldn't have let him touch you."

My body stills, I hold my breath and I can't tell if she is just jealous or if she truly thinks he cannot think for himself because that, that was utter bullshit... wasn't it? 

"When will you understand? When will you finally get it!" She's yelling now, stepping over him she nears closer to me, "Fairies and Vampires don't mix. You are hurting all of us, so leave... now before I do something I regret." Then she stops, shaking her head, she laughs, "No. No, I wouldn't regret this,"

I let my hands fall to my sides and the feeling from before, from in the library and when my hands had met Xavier's chest, the feeling from when my fingers dug into the floorboards in Roman's study and all those years ago in my house had returned. I was electric, fuming with anger. 

A rage built inside of me because somewhere deep down I knew she was right. About Xavier and about her promise. I knew if I didn't leave now she would kill me, I could see it in her eyes. I can feel the tears burning the back of my eyelids, the lump in my throat returning my attention to the aching bite mark.