Several months went by. I would have lost count a long time ago if it wasn't for my diary. I figured that it's not safe for my love to stay in our house anymore. Earlier today my worst nightmare was about to happen. If only it wasn't for my wisdom and the spell of words, my Josephine would have been kidnapped by my father and eldest brother, Jonathan.
If only.
I dig my nails to my palm, just to feel anything other than unbearable rage thinking back at today's events. I want it to bleed, because that means I'm the one that got hurt, not her.
My father, Marcello's words hurt like hell. I have always thought my father was my rock. I have never in a million years would have thought he would be the first one to betray me, to try and destroy our love.
If only.
J: Cillian, you are not thinking straight! How could you expect me, (Dad), or any of your other brothers to live with a lovely human like her for this long, yet never lay a finger on that soft skin of hers? Dear brother, you thought putting a (lock) on your door was enough? Enough to stop your powerful father? Do you seriously think that little of (him)?
M: He's right, son. And don't you dare turn towards the girl! Look (up) at your father, show some respect, damn it!
J: (I) think it's our turn to have some fun with a lady like that now, don't you, little brother? We (will) be gentle, despite her charming scent and mind blowing warmth...Her warmth, just like the Sun's. (Take) my word for it.
M: What would your poor mother think, looking at you now! Making no sense, son! (Her) heart would not take it, even though it is not beating anymore!
J: Go (away) now, Cillian. Go away.
Cillian Milford,
March 10, 1853
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Until Your Death Do Us Part
VampireDear diary, This is my confession, I suppose. I never meant to kill her. My Josephine, the love of my life. If only life has given her an ordinary human as a lover, instead of a blood sucking monster like myself... If only it has given her someone t...
