Who Said Vampires Will Never Hurt You?

Chapter Nineteen- You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground...

Who Said Vampires Will Never Hurt You?

Chapter Nineteen - You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground, I'll Be The Wings That Keep Your Heart In The Clouds

Making my way back to the basecamp was hard; I kept reflecting on Gerard's last moments - unable to keep going many times because of the tears; the memories and the mental pain. I left him where he was - slumped down on a mouldy wall in a dark corridor that smells like blood. It felt rude doing that, but I don't think I could handle lugging his dead body all the way over to the basecamp. That would be wrong. It felt good to know he could finally get a rest. He was always worrying, always doing something...whether that be singing; saving our asses...or kissing me. I was heartbroken...to never feel his lips on my again will be torture. Just to never hear his voice, or fill his hand gripping my own. I will never be able to fall asleep with my head on his chest, just listening to his heartbeat, ever again.

I was drowning in my tears again; it seemed like they never stopped. My heart now just felt like deadweight in my chest...I know, someday, the pain will loosen and things will get better - but right now, right here, that looks so far off in the distant I wonder if it will ever come.

Stumbling through corridors, eventually I had to dwell on the fact that I was getting nowhere...and except the fact that I was utterly, and hopelessly - lost.

I walked round a corner, looking down with tears prickling my eyes, when someone ran straight into me - sending us both spiralling to the floor.

My back hit the floor with a thud, and other person joining me soon after. Their elbow cut into my side and a sharp pain shot up into my ribcage. Out my mouth fluttered the ghost of a scream, like a butterfly.

I slowly opened my scrunched up eyes to see a bit of curly brown hair poking my eye. I swatted it away,

"Ray?" I asked, incredulous.

Ray picked himself off me slightly, elbows propping himself up either side of my body. Our close proximity scared me a little, but I trusted Ray, and he would definitely not ever do anything stupid.

"Thorn?" He asked in reply, frowning.

"Ray!" I curled my arms around his back and pressed my body to his; in need of a good, warm hug. Ray was taken back a little at my suddenness, but the he heard my sobs and held me protectively in his arms, embracing me with a friend-like love I think I really did need.

He let me cry for a little; although I could sense his confusion, he really wanted to find out what was wrong, but hesitated: knowing I needed my space. Anyway, I was pretty choked up; my words probably wouldn't have made sense.

I don't know how long I cried, but finally I pulled away and apologised,

"I'm sorry Ray...I think I snotted all over your jacket..." Ray laughed,

"That's totally fine, Thorn. Now...care to tell me what happened?"

I could barely get the words out; I didn't want Ray hating me for not being able to protect Gerard.

"...Gerard...he, he killed Frank. But Frank killed him, too..." I didn't know if what I said had made any sense, but I think Ray got the gist of it.

"So...they went down together?" I nodded weakly, brushing away more tears. I didn't want to tell him about how Gerard only died afterwards; how he stayed alive long enough to tell me he loved me...something which I didn't tell him back...