Chapter 65: His Saviour

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(Aurora's POV)

"Did you love her?" I asked Eric and he said, "I still do."

"You don't. You never loved her. How could you love her when I'm the one you spent most of your time with? You don't love Genevieve, Eric," I said.

"What the fuck are you saying?" He barked at me.

"I'm telling the truth. You proposed to me that day, not Genevieve. Look at this," I said, showing him the teddy bear, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Wha-what? No. I ga-gave this to her...how did you... you killed her and took it from her." He shouted, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"No. I didn't killed her that day because she was useful. Sometimes I sent her in my place and sometimes I myself came to meet you in her place. You don't even know, Eric, that Genevieve and I were both at your brother's party that day. What could I do, Maya and Monica were there and a vampire can't hide their identity from another vampire. So I had to invite her there to trick the Stewart sisters." I said.

"What?... Ma-Maya and Monica... are they..." He started stuttering and I said, "yes darling, they are vampires too."

He was shocked and alarmed after hearing that. He started gasping and I understood why, so I said, "Relax. They're not like me. They won't harm your brother or your family. At least that much I can assure you."

"Why is all this happening?" He whispered to himself.

"What? Scared already? I thought I'd tell you the whole truth, but you turned out to be very weak-hearted." I said, though my tongue was biting me after saying each word, but I didn't want to break in front of him nor did I want to hide anything from him anymore.

"You remember that boy who died at the party that day? I killed him. And the dead body that was found in the restaurant that day was also my deed." I said.

"How many lives did you take Aurora? How many?" He asked, gritting his teeth in anger.

"Many. I don't even remember." I said.

"You are a beast." He said.

"C'mon, now, I cannot survive for almost eight hundred years without quenching my thirst. So I had to kill them." I said.

"Then you would have died. Why are you alive?" He said and every words coming out of his mouth felt like a dagger bathed in venom penetrating my veins. My blood started boiling in rage and I grabbed his face mercilessly and he winced in pain. He held my hand and used all his strength to free his jaw from my hands but the poor guy's strength proved weak in front of a vampire.

"Listen, listen more, Eric Forbes. Do you know how I killed Genevieve? I didn't even need to touch her. Vampires are gifted mind controler so I just hypnotized her and told her to jump off the cliff into the abyss and kill herself. And by now, that poor girl must have even had her funeral." I said.

"Sto-stop...ahh! please stop...it hurts!" He said, kind of pleaded and I felt hurt seeing him so weak and helpless but my aching heart wasn't helping me to overcome my rage and I continued to speak, "what? Hah! Feeling pain? You haven't even heard the real painful story yet. Listen now. You humans, yes you humans killed my parents without any reason and now you want to garner sympathy by shedding your tears? My entire family was destroyed because of you humans and you want me to feel pity for you all. Did anyone feel pity when my parents were killed? Tell me?" He kept screaming in pain due to my grip on his jaw and the poison in my words but I did not listen to him and spilled everything. I told him everything about my past.

After I told him everything, when my anger subsided a bit, I let go of him with a jerk and his head hit the wall and started bleeding profusely. The sight of this deeply pained me, and I began to panic.

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