Clear Blindness

Chapter 26

Red, hot lava pumped through every single part of my body as I stared at the vampire; consuming my every thought; my every choice.

"Ellie, who's at the door?" Vincent asked from the living room. The twins chose that moment to cry.

Bianca looked me up and down in disgust, a sneer on her face.

"If it isn't lil miss hoe," she said. Yeah, right. I'm the ho when she's the one wearing a shirt that practically showed her entire ass and, most definitely, stinky vagina. Including a crop top that barely held her fake boob's and killer heels.

Yeah, yeah, nasty, right? Eh, at the moment I really don't give a damn.

"My Beloved-" Vincent's voice trialed off in to a shocked silence as we both turned to see him looking Bianca up and down, an unrecognizable expression on his face.

"You want to have a better view to check her out?" I ask coldly. "Here. Have my fucking place."

Without so much as a glance at either of them I walked quickly into the next room. I placed both hands on the kitchen sink, head hanging, and my breathing growing thick as so many bad emotions went through my body.

Times like these is when I needed someone to convince me that Vincent was worth all this heartache, all this madness. But I didn't have anyone. They're home with their mates, having a good time.

Deciding to stop sulking once and for all I brushed myself off and walked head held high into the living room but abruptly stopped. You have got to be kidding me! Bianca was currently standing over the twins, looks of curiosity crossing her face as she reaches down to touch my twins.

Snarling like an overprotective mother I launched myself at her and took her to the floor where I held her down despite her weak attempt to fight back. Suddenly arms wrapped around me and hauled me off of the bitch. I struggled of course, but whoever had me had a good grip. Pushing his hands from around me, I walked to my twins and stood in front of them with the deadliest expression.

I turned that deadly expression to Vincent. "Are you out of your mind?" I said through clenched teeth.

"What does it matter? We need all the help we can get," Vincent said defensively.

My eye twitched. "And before bringing this thing into our house, did you even think of doing the ritual?" He stayed silent. "No, you were too busy with other things to notice. And by the way, did you not think of what that could mean for us. For the safety of your children."

He stood, quiet, as I finished my angry rant.

"Please, you've brought more of your ex's into our home than I ever have, and now that I've brought only one you're going to try to turn me into the bad guy? Not happening," he snapped.

"They're not my ex's!" I exploded. "There's only Damon and Jaxon. That's it!"

"Really? Then what about Sam? Seth? Emmett? Alpha Sean? Did I miss any?" he asked mockingly.

My eyes narrowed to angry slits. "Sure, I kissed some, but that doesn't mean any of us made it official. They have mates. That's the difference here."

"Fine," he said finally, "we'll do the ritual." I had a bad feeling about this.

They did the ritual the exact same as I did with everyone else. Except Vincent did something that messed me up bad - broke my heart, damaged not only my soul, but our bond as well; he licked some of Bianca's blood. She make a noise.

That one action tore a groan of pain through my body as I hunched over, tears falling down the side of my face as the twins cried out. It felt like someone ripped my heart out and stomped on it. And that someone was a person who was supposed to be my mate. But nothing will ever be the same after this.