Eunomia

Chapter 36 "Bloody red ring"

~Ambrose~

Usually I didn't know in which day of the week I lived, they were all just the same, after all they have been starting the same for the last hundred years, get out of bed and get dressed.

I opened the closet thinking how much fashion has changed since my eyes didn't turn red... I chose some jeans and a T-shirt, I realized my necklace was facing the wrong way when I looked at the mirror so I turned it around, the ring with a stone in a bloody color that hung on the old cord made me remember...

"With this ring I want to make everybody knows that I have been fighting for your love long enough for making the dream of calling you wife come true rather soon, this ring shows how much I love you and how hard would that be to stop. And the bloody color of it... it's a promise, that maybe my life have ended so my love for you is endless... But most important, it's the promise that even if your eyes turn of the same color of this ring I would still loving you forever."

No. That ring between my fingers was making me remember some feelings I thought I forgot... Why don't I get ride of it? I guess that because in fact I liked to remember...

I looked at the ring one last time. With this ring... with this ring I bury all my dreams. Because it's a promise... the promise of remembering the hole I got myself into... One where the echo whispers your name... Beatrice.

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"Someone is hungry." Leoni chuckled when I entered the kitchen. I didn't understand what she meant until she showed her white teeth indicating me the problem. My fangs were out.

"I actually think I'm more upset that hungry." I hid my fangs and walked towards Leoni and the kitchen counter.

"Blood?" She opened the fridge for taking a blood bag for later handed it to me.

"Thanks." I opened the bag and started to drink.

I stared at Leoni while I was having 'breakfast', I actually stared at her jewelry, all those crown jewels worthy of a queen and what I knew they meant, the same my necklace meant for me. I have always thought that we deaths are a little masochistic, I have never met a vampire who wants to remember their 'life' and even that way, there was something that we always carried with us, no matter how tiny it was, that thing or mark remembered us of what we wanted to forget but we never get ride of... Our little bridge to humanity.

"Ambrose... Don't you think we should be worried about Sebastian?" Leoni suddenly asked sitting next to me.

"The only thing I'm worry about is him not taking his ass here in less than a minute. Where is he?" I looked around searching for the kid.

Sebastian was a hard person, sometimes he was the most stern and apathetic person on earth, someone with whom you could talk about adult stuffs, but others he behaved like a spoiled kid, with a list of thousands of rules to beak without caring about the consequences. Leoni blamed that on his human life, she said he never got the chance to 'really live' and he enjoyed the after life at the fullest because he just never knew what was being a teenager like. I honestly wasn't fully sure about that theory, someone could say that he just had 'Peter Pan syndrome', I agreed that his problem was that his mind didn't understand that life forever and behave that same way forever were different things, I was the first one who understood that having fun for forgetting some painful memories was usual in people who had lost, but that was the problem, the 'getting drunk for forgetting' thing is supposed to make you turn page some day... Sebastian never did it.