Love Of A Vampire (Book 2)

Chapter 12

"See? All back in one piece, no skeevy white vans in sight." I plopped down in a great wing back chair. Alexander chuckled and closed the leather bound book and set it on the table next to him.

"I guess not, did you have a nice time?" I smiled and nodded. "I saw you with that Garth guy, should I be worried?"

"Nah, he's just a... I'm not sure what he is actually." I blinked, what was Garth to me? Alexander leaned forward and took a strand of my hair between his fingers. "What are you doing?" I whispered. His breath tickled my cheek.

"I miss you, Rozalina." He murmered in my ear. Time stopped, I could feel it expanding in infinite directions, in this moment it was just he and I. Alexander's stubble grazed my cheek as his lips touched the corner of mine. I stopped breathing, gently he took my chin in his hands and turned my face toward his, lips touching lips, hearts beating as one (well if his heart still beat anyway). Not being able to stop myself I placed both of my small hands on either side of his face. Alexander made a sound at the back of his throat and pulled me forward. A soft gasp escaped me as his hands rested softly on my hips. You need to stop! My mind screeched. Finding the strength I put both hands on his chest and shoved.

"Rozalina?" His blue eyes searched mine. I looked away and quickly stood up. "Rozalina wait!" Shaking my head I pushed the door to the room open and barreled down the hallway. Once I was safely inside my room I locked the door and slid down the polished mahogany. Bringing my knees to my chest I sighed. What am I doing? Twisting my fingers through my hair I placed my head between my knees. I want a normal life, that's all I've ever wanted, a white picket fence, a loving husband, a few kids. Why am I doomed to this. Vampires aren't supposed to be real! A soft sob escaped me. But they are, and they've ruined my fucking life. Hot tears streaked down my face. I don't know how long I stayed there, minutes? Hours? Finally crawling into bed, my mind, hear, and body completely numb. A picture of Ashley and I found its way into my hands. Someone knocked softly at my door.

"Go away." I said, before whoever it was could speak. Soft footsteps announced the person's departure. As I realized what I had truley gotten myself into a thousand emotions crashed down on me, like waves crashing along the shore. Depression swallowed what was left of me. I didn't move from that position for days, and to be truthful? I didn't particularly care.

Alexander's P.O.V.

"What did you do to her?" Bram slammed his fist down on my desk.

"Not a damn thing." I replied, each word clipped and dripping poison.

"She hasn't left her room for days, people at school are starting to notice." My younger brother paced the room.

"You're going to ware a hole in my carpet." I said lazily.

"I don't give a flying fuck about your carpet!" He growled and ran to the front of my desk. "What I do care about, is that my best friend, my only friend in God knows how long, is locked away, certainly starving."

"And you don't think I care?" I asked, raising a dark brow.

"Obviously not. The Alexander I knew wouldn't let the one he loves, and don't you dare deny your love for that girl, sit in her room, wasting away to nothing. No, the brother I knew would burn this miserable planet to keep her happy."

"Perhaps you don't really know me, brother." I replied quietly. Bram stepped back, neutrality washing over his features. He walked to the door, his hand on the brass handle.

"Perhaps I don't." He whispered and walked from my study, the door shutting quietly behind him. I could feel Bram leaving, walking out of the front door. Once I was sure he was gone I picked up a seventeenth century vase and hurled it at the wall. It shattered into a million tiny fragments, much like my heart did when Rozalina pushed me away, when she told me to go away. After that I couldn't stop. I kept throwing things at the wall, watching some of them shatter, some bouncing to the floor, and other things putting dents and holes into the wall. I couldn't care less, it felt as if a hand was constricting my heart, ripping it to shreds. I've never felt pain on this level, not even when vampire venom coursed through my veins and burned every nerve in my being. Nothing hurts quite like a broken heart eh? I growl ripped from somewhere deep inside me. I didn't stop it.

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"Look at her, pathetic little human, curled in her bed." Venom dripped from the woman's voice. "Is something wrong, Rozalina? Did your little weak heart get hurt?" The woman barked a laugh. "I hope it hurts. I hope everything hurts, you deserve this you little bitch." Slim fingers reached out. "Come, my darling." The skittering of claws on stone filled the small space. Red painted fingernails brushed over the creatures back.

When do we attack, Mistressssss?

"Soon my dear." A smirk slithered over her lips. "Soon we'll have that pathetic waste of space begging for her life to be ended, and I, being the kind woman that I am, will give her that gift. After I torture the life out of her of course." Maddening laughter filled the halls and hallowed corridors. "This will be fun."

[Queen Phoenix]

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xx QP