Pixie soul (Pixie Series 3-Completed)

Spiraling

Tobias

"Rosalie?" I call her name while opening the door to the main house.

"Rosalia!" I call her name again while going outside to the guesthouse. I notice clothes scattered across the bed and her underwear drawer open.  Slowly, realisation hits me: she's gone!

Anger takes over me. I punch the wall next to the door and put a hole through it, hurting my hand. When I pull it out, blood is slowly dripping down before the healing process starts. As the blood scent reaches my nostrils, another realization strikes me: how could she have left? We're addicted to each other. I sit down the bed and look at the trace of blood from my arm. I take a deep breath and analyze the situation.

I try to remove the anger from the equation and really understand how I'm feeling. I search for the lust and desperation that plagued my mind the last 3 months only to find out it's not there anymore. Instead, I find the yearning and the love I feel for her. I find the heartbreak and the fear that maybe she will never return to me.

I find myself spiraling through all these horrible scenarios in my mind and feel like I'm going insane. Where is she? We could have worked this out! Why did she leave me?

I collapse on her bed, holding my head between my hands. I feel like I'm going insane! All these years I spent keeping my feelings at bay and then she comes along and unlocks all of them. I'm not sorry for loving her, but I don't want the pain I feel now. I want to rip my heart out of my chest with my bare hand!

"What the fuck do I do now?"

I lay in her bed until the sun goes down and my thirst reminds me that I need to feed. I stand up and drag myself to my house, so I can dry a bag of blood from the fridge.

"Great! One bag left!" I mumble as I close the fridge door. I reach out for my phone to call Stefan. He doesn't answer. Why would he? I haven't answered any of his calls in 3 months. I type him a message, asking for supplies for 2 weeks and he replies with just one word: "Ok"

I dry the blood bag but still crave for more. My anger spikes up my thirst. It's always been like that. You could call it "Stress drinking". I pour myself some bourbon instead and drink it in one go. I pour another one and do the same. By the time the doorbell rings, I'm down 2 bottles and feel quite intoxicated. I open the door and see Stefan.

"You're not Rose!" I say and he immediately frowns.

"Yeah, I'm not! You fuckin' dick!" He says and turns around for to go back to his car. I speedrun and stand in his way.

"Unless you want to kill me, move out of my way! We're done!" He tells me and I frown.

"Did you ever hear the story of the Pixies and the vampires?" I ask him while I grab his arm to hold him in place.

"You're fuckin drunk, Tobias! Why would I care about a fuckin fairytale?" He asks me and I smile bitterly.

"Because it's fuckin true!" I almosf growl at him and his eyes widen with surprise.

"Geez! You're addicted to her!" He says with a mocking smile on his face and I grab his arm tighter.

"I know! Ironic, isn't it?" I say and he stops laughing when he notices how serious I am.

"You have to admit this is some 'poetic justice' shit!" He says and I let him go.

"I love her, Stefan!" I say and feel his punch landing on my jaw. Fuck! I'm too drunk to even stop a punch.

"Are you done yet? She never loved you! Get over it! You can either continue being our friend or get the fuck out of our lives! You don't love her! You're just a silly little man who's ego is bruised because the pretty girl didn't want him! Grow up!" I growl at him and he looks at me with hate in his eyes.

"Unload your fuckin blood bags and find yourself a new friend! I'm done!" He says and I let him go. He gets in the car and waits for me to unload his truck. Then he steps on it and leaves without looking back.

"Everybody leaves today!"