My Immortal Love *Being Rewritten*

The Fight

I didn't try to avoid Dimitri afterwards, and visited him in the library often.

When Drea was completely healed, she knew something was up, that I had changed.

"Okay, I know that I'm not post-recovery hazy right now, because vampires can't get post-recovery hazy. You hate Dimitri, so why are you sucking up to him now?"

"I don't know." I told her honestly. "I thought I hated him, too."

She believed me, and let it slide.

Vera was ecstatic. "I told you so! Now do you get how I feel?"

"Yes. I was completely mistaken about Dimitri."

She hugged me and kept on gushing about Dimitri.

Dimitri himself seemed surprised, but I was very confused and a little suspicious. I had been so sure of my feelings toward Dimitri, how much I hated him, but then to all of a sudden love him to death? It didn't make any sense, but I let Dimitri pull me into his lap and reassure me every time I voiced my thoughts, and let myself slip into pure contentment there in his arms.

Suspicion leaked through the contentment whenever I was not with him, which was not very often anymore. I questioned myself. Had I always felt this way about him but was distracted from those feelings by my anger about the transformation? I didn't know what had happened to suddenly make me feel this way, but I didn't want to question it too much. I was actually purely happy for the first time since I had become a vampire, and I was eager to keep it that way. It helped me feel normal, helped my anger and misery fade away until they were just occasional flashes of sadness.

But then hunting time came.

Drea wanted to hunt just with me, like we had planned, but I was reluctant to go without Dimitri.

"But don't you remember? We're going to see if Darius found a cure to our vampirism." her blue eyes were wide with shock and disbelief.

"Well...." I couldn't find the right words to explain.

"Alivia! What the hell has been going on with you? You aren't yourself." she exclaimed. "Why are you doing this?" she looked betrayed, and my heart ached to see my fellow bride, my friend, my sister this hurt.

"Drea, this is going to sound crazy, but I just all of a sudden love him. I was so sure of my hatred towards him, but now I'm not. It's like all of a sudden I've seen how wrong I was."

Her eyes widened and her mouth formed into a perfect O of shock and realization.

"Drea? Are you all right?" I asked her after several minutes of staring at her unmoving face.

"Alivia, do you know anything about the original Dracula?" she whispered.

"A little. Why?"

"Did you know that the original Dracula, Dimitri's father, could control and read minds?"

I didn't like where this was going. "What are you saying, Drea?"

"I'm saying that I have a theory." she told me. "I think that Dimitri is controlling you. It only makes sense, this sudden change can only be a result of that. This happened with Vera, too. At first she didn't quite like being a vampire, and she was very upset about Dimitri killing her parents, but then she changed. I thought it was normal, since she actually liked being a vampire a little, but you purely hated him, so that must be it."

"Oh my god." I choked out. I felt several feelings at once. Disbelief, because Dimitri was too much of a gentleman to really do something like that. Shock that he had done it. Shame that I had let myself be manipulated this way. And anger that propelled me to the library. I was seething with it when I barged through the door.

Dimitri looked up from the book he was reading and stared at me in confusion and a little on guard to see me like this. I hadn't been this furious for weeks.

"Alivia? What's wrong?"

I growled. "You know damn well what's wrong."

He stood up and approached me. He put his hands in my shoulders.

"Listen, Alivia-"

"Don't touch me!" I hissed, and tried to shrug his hands off, but he kept a firm hold on me.

"You have to understand that-"

"What? That you waited until I was most vulnerable to take control of my mind to kiss up to you?" I said with venom dripping from my voice.

He sighed. "Yes."

"How could you?" I shrieked.

"I just couldn't stand loving you so much and you hating me so much." he said, totally sincere, but it didn't calm me.

"So are you controlling Vera and Drea, too? Do you do this to all of your brides?" I spat.

"Yes, no, yes." he replied. "I am controlling Vera, I'll admit it. I am not controlling Drea, though. Her will is too strong for me to overcome. I do do this to my brides if they do not love me back, and if their will is weak enough."

I hated him saying that my will was weak, and I was disgusted that he was doing this to Vera, too.

"You son of a bitch!" I cried, hating him more than I ever had, which even I had not felt possible. In that moment I hated him so much I wanted to murder him.

The urge grew to the point where I was snarling as he pleaded with me, and I could tell that he was trying to regain control over me, which fueled my murderous rage.

Finally, the urge grew to the point where my body was begging my mind to command it to tear Dimitri apart, limb by limb, to save his head for last to prolong his suffering.

I gave it the order.

I grabbed Dimitri's arm and swung him around into a nearby bookshelf, toppling books on top of him. He pulled himself out of the pile and launched himself toward me. I dodged him but he caught my shirt, dragging me to the floor with him.

His arms snaked around my waist, locking me to him. I thrashed around, trying to be free of him.

"Alivia, please, stop!" he pleaded. I snarled in response and snapped my teeth inches from his face, forgetting my human side and letting the vampire animal loose inside of me, completely taking over my mind.

I finally wrenched myself free and scrambled away, only to turn back and take a few swipes at him, all of which he dodged.

Dimitri caught my next swipe and turned my wrist too far, causing me to shriek in pain. "Alivia, I hate to hurt you. Please, stop this."

I replied with turning around and clawing at his chest, ripping his shirt. He caught my other hand and tried to turn me around, but I took advantage of his momentarily awkward position and ripped myself away from him.

I turned back and launched myself towards him, knocking us both to the ground, but when I tried to tear apart his throat, he threw me to the side, where I landed on my stomach.

He threw himself on top of me, pinning me to the floor.

I struggled with no success. I finally remembered my human side and started to sob, heartbroken and exhausted.

"Can we talk now?" he asked.

I didn't answer. My struggles ceased.

He pulled away from me, and I still didn't move.

He picked me up and cradled me to his chest still crying, letting me ruin what was left of his shirt.

"Alivia, did I hurt you?" I shook my head, too tired to cry anymore. The fight had taken a lot out of me. I was actually falling asleep.

"Just sleep now, my love. Sleep." he murmured. I did.