Reignited with the Son of Dracula (sequel to Harry: Son of Dracula)

A painting tells it all

*Harry's p.o.v*

After seeing her at the bar I had to leave something. The note was for her to know that she will always be in my heart. What heart. I'm dead.

But when I was there I caught a scent of another. She didn't go home with anyone. But before I left my note to her I saw someone leave from the back. That scent smelled so familiar.

I know she felt something at the bar but she didn't fully recognize me. My hair was pulled in my leathet jacket. I wore sunglasses to block my eyes from her. So when she saw me underneath her window she thought I was just a stocker. Good. I don't want her to see me yet. Not until this is all over. But something tells me we will be meeting sooner than I expect.

"Harry where have you been. We leave the bar and we see your not riding behind us." Liam says as I enter the castle that still holds the memory of Jade. The boys watch me waiting for an answer but I just take off my jacket and sit down.

"You went to see her didn't you." Niall adds on as I take my hair out the bun. I run my hands through it. "Harry what did you do?" I sigh and throw my head back in the couch."I may have left a note."

"What!!!" They all yell and run to me. "What if she saw you?" I don't answer I just look at my rings on my hands. "Harry did she see you." I rub my temples from them crowding me. "She saw me but she might think I'm a stocker. Before I could leave she looked out her window and we made eye contact. That's all."

"Harry. She almost died." I get up to get some space. "Yeah I know that. I was there. I couldn't protect her. I didn't know my father had people after him. But maybe when he sent me here was a fucking wake up call but I was to bloody naive to know that. I was a fucking kid but all I did was train and I know he did the same to you guys. But he let you guys live.

The only time I could leave this prison was to feed and I hated it. Jade was the first person who didn't run. She stayed. I felt free. Alive but then. I had to let her go. I had to protect her. And I will til my very last breathe of immortality."

I walk away before the guys can say anything. I don't head to my room. I go to the one room that still holds her scent and memories.

I open the room walking straight in. Closing the door behind me. It looks the same like it did the last time she was here. Her paints in different places of the floor. Canvas lined up on the walls.

When she first left I would sit in here. And feel like shit but I didn't have another choice. But I can't help but question if there was another choice I could of made.

A sigh passes my lips as I sit at the end of her bed. I run my hands through my hair. Something from the corner of my eye catches my attention. I walk over and pick it up.

Its a painting which looks like a demon and angel. But the demon looks like me and the angels hair is as curly as hers and her skin matches hers. I flip it over to see the back which has writing.

"Man is neither an angel nor a devil. Man is what his lover loves. By Lara Biyutis." I flip the painting back over and study it.

I lay on he bed and lift the painting over my head. Just thinking why she chose that quote for this picture. Then memories flow back in my head.

Her smile when I told her a lame joke. When I told her who I really was. She wasn't scared she trusted me. She didn't see me as what I was. I look closely at the picture. I look at peace with her arms around me as she does the same.

She didn't see me as evil but in other people eyes I would have been their worst nightmare. And people will see her as an angel wondering what she saw in me. She maybe saw me as an angel. She cared and kept me sane.

Her peace. Her angel. The happiness in the picture. The quote. Then that word love.  Love.

I sit up with wide eyes and my hands holding the picture. She. She loved me.

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I found this picture and that quote on google. I thought it will fit perfect for this.

Just picture them in the picture instead of the original. And the quote. I read it and fell in love with it.

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