To The End

Dangerous

Victoria was right to think that Jade wouldn't show up for some time. It seemed to parallel the previous events. Except for the notes. She would like to say they were like any other love note, but they were far from normal and not at all full of love. Admiration, desire, lust, and hunger. But love? And to add to the unsettling notes was the fact that she found each one resting on the tombstone of the recently deceased. It was a good thing she was the mayor's daughter and the first to arrive at every ceremony.

Victoria didn't know if she should see them as sweet or disturbing. After all, Jade herself wasn't exactly normal. Maybe leaving the notes was a form of affection only Jade viewed as such. Victoria wanted to see it that way, but it was hard when the spidery scrawl spoke of things she would have never thought to see, let alone understand. But from what she could gather, Jade led a sad and lonely existence full of pain, death, and murder with maybe hints of a want to treat Victoria the way she deserved.

She also confessed to her feelings. How she cared for the human so much that she would go to lengths no human could for her. Was that being devoted or possessive? It seemed to be a fine line indeed. So with every note she found she would learn more about the inner workings of the beast. How it would take control. How it desired and wanted the human as only an animal could. How Jade sometimes feared that Victoria was in danger just by being around her.

Her fears were rarely touched on, which had to mean something since they were being talked about at all. But the violence. It manifested as a side affect to the repressed desire Jade felt in two very different forms. The beast wanted to consume but Jade wanted to love, and so without a compromise she was torn in two and always on edge. It was a never-ending cycle Jade couldn't handle for much longer.

Yet as concerning as the notes got, Victoria cherished each one and made sure they never saw the light of day, both for the sensitive information as well as the simple fact that they were private parts of Jade she only shared with Victoria. Trusting her and her alone. Each note was quickly found and slipped into her pocket where it would sit undisturbed until she got home. Right before bed, when she was left alone for the night, she would unfold it and read. She burned it afterwards. She didn't dare leave it anywhere and risk someone discovering it.

Jade never signed them, but Victoria couldn't let there be any possibility of them leading to her. Not that Jade couldn't take care of herself, but Victoria still felt the need to give back in some way, to do what she could to protect and trust Jade as she did for her. It was strange to think, but through the notes, Victoria learned more about Jade than she had ever learned by talking to her. She wasn't big on words. Unless they were non-verbal, apparently. Reading the lengthy notes kept the ever-curious human from seeking Jade out. Which was a bit of why Jade began to leave them for her to find.

She wanted the human to know more about how she felt, how she thought, and what drove her. As well as warn her just how dangerous the beastly side of her was. She had to find a way to say what she was too ashamed to say out loud. Which was why Jade didn't think she could see the caring human again. Not after all the horrible things she admitted to.

Stewing over how bad it would be to meet again left Jade dead set on staying away. Besides, Victoria had to see her as nothing more than a monster now. She had no good intentions unless it concerned Victoria, and even then, it wasn't a guarantee. Only with Victoria did she bother with care and concern or worry about losing control. As the few funerals that occurred because of her could attest, she had no control when it came to her bloodlust. Jade lost track of how many times she told the young woman that, but she still persisted.

Tonight definitely wasn't a good time. Days had passed and the funerals were few and far between, so the notes stopped. Jade was in the middle of another attempt at holding back, but it seemed to get harder each time she tried, as if the beast knew what she was doing and grew harder to resist. The human couldn't have picked a worse time to try and reconnect. Jade's need had been building and it was at breaking point.