Live Life Evermore

Johnathan&PrimRose

Venice,France 1698

"Merry meet,PrimRose. To whom do I owe the dismay of seeing you here, in Venice?" His voice was calming and smooth but his words were cold and lacked enthusiasm.

I couldn't bare being next to him. His exquiste physique bled tempation. The way he walked showed he had power and high authority. But I couldn't let myself get lost in his memories, no. Never again. "Your father." I bit back sharply. No matter how powerful he was, I could always make him hear a dreadful sound no mere Vampire could tolerate and kill him. I took a couple steps of threatfullness forth and drew in an agitated breath, releasing the fear along with it. He simply couldn't hurt me. Not physically anyway-not while I'm this alert."He told me to tell you, Go to hell."

"Oh? Tisk,tisk. That would pain me to the soul if I had one."

"Sickening. Johnathan, you make me sick. You have a soul and it bleeds for mine so loyally."

He looked a bit more than surprised as his head jerked back slightly. I suppose it would've been in my interest for lack of awkwardness that I hadn't said that. Then as if the phase never happened, he resumed his regular cold and non-chelant look he gave most of the females when we were children. Like he didn't have a care in the world. Then a self-rising smirk appeared on his face, showing his muscle deformations that I hear the human girls call dimples. "Soon you will realize that my feelings aren't unrequited, dove."

"If only, you imbecile. I am to pardon you soon, your father has requested my presence in five minutes."

"He called? I did not hear?"

"Mentally Johnathan." I said taking a seat on his brown leather couch. Only the finest for the Watts' resisdence; I always said. My middle and index fingers messaging the soft skin of my temples.

"Directly for you, I presume. Otherwise I would have heard."

"Quite evident, Johnathan."

"Your mouth is wicked, watch that girl. You may be almighty amongst your people,but the vermin-"

"Watch your sick mouth! They are humans. They feel just as we do. Why don't you just go eat some wood."

"Whatsoever you believe....... you little fiesty girl. And I'll have to pass on the wooden snack, dearest. Though, it does please me to know that you still know your place ,even as a wicken woman, making me snacks and things of the like," he said tauntingly by tapping me on the tip of my nose."Anywho, he has been stalking the halls with a sick expression rested on his face from the time he got the letter from your Mother." Johnathan's expression changed to one of concern. "PrimRose, you smell...weak. Don't let that man hurt you,please. He will do anything for power, something you ooze. He's a bad man. Please don't let him take you from me."

The last part of his sentence was barley audible but I heard it. It was almost as if he regretted saying it. But then I remembered this was the hopeless Vampire who fell in love with me. What I picked up on in his voice was concern for my well being- compassion- maybe even despiration to get me to listen to him..a hidden warning. His words were sincere, dawning on that special place in my heart that he held. No one could ever take his place, I love him. But I'm not willing to admit. I can feel that he loves me though. He emits it into the air everytime we are near each other.

"John," a name hadn't called him since I was 16,"your father is not a bad man, he is a good man who sometimes does bad things. Just as his son." I said turning my gaze from him.

The memory tried to resurface,but my mind grew hands and pushed the thought far away. Waiting for me to ponder on it in a solitary moment, when I was alone. In the comfort of myself.

And of course, he instantly knew of the time I was thinking. "You of all people should know what happens when humans find out about the Night Realm. Our main rule, PrimRose: Don't ever fall in love with a human." he spoke sofly,slowly inchig back near me. When I pushed him away he sat down disappointedly.

My hands began to tremble and I mindlessly took my trembling hand to my mouth muttering" My Jacob...",then proceeding to yell," you have no right to decide who lives!" I took a few calming breaths. "Watch your mouth for my Jacob. I'll kill you. Try to end my being, I dare you. I am basically a human."

"Yes,but you are also not. You are of wicken. You have supernaural powers."

"Excuses. You let your cold hearted jealousy ruin my life!"

"My father told me what I was doing was the right thing and when you realised it....."

"I would be in-love with you..." I continued for him. It always embarrassed him that he was so desperate for me to love him." And what you let yourself believe is a lie. I'll never be able to love you. Not like Jacob."

I spoke quietly. Never obtaining the sorrowful stare I knew I was getting from him. By now I knew we were creating a sene;inevitably there would be some servants and maids hiding behind the wall with glasses against their ears. Humans were naive creatures but they weren't idiots. They knew when drama was about and that the newsprints would pay by the bucket-loads to get some from the king's quarters. Especially with an "accused wicken" roaming about. I wasn't quite sure if Johnathan's story was as accurate as he seemed interested in the situation. But I couldn't control myself, the emotions had shifted on such short notice.Then I felt a surge of energy. Of hate,more rather. I hate the way he walks with such pride. I hate that he walks with such confidence. I hate that he killed my Jacob. But mostly I hate how I love him and all the the things I hate about him. Then in a split second, I sent all my anger and rage towards Johnathan. He quickly lurched backwards; drawing in a long scared breath.

"Your abilities never cease to amaze me. But I truely am sorry."

When I was quiet for a long while, he began to stand up. For the first time I actually gawked at his entirety. He is a tall boy, especially to only be nine-teen. A few days older than me. He's very fit to say the least. His tailor made blazer adorned him perfectly. Large hands that always reached for mine just a few years back. Lanky arms that held me nights that I would cry. Beautiful translucent skin the color of white orchid petals that held not a single imperfection. Perfect golden hair. And muscle deformations in the middle of each cheek that melted all the town's maidens when they saw him. Beauty that was naturally given to him from his ancestors. Along with all the other Lamia. His long body made his way towards me,easily wrapping his long arms around the small of my back. Everytime we touched there was a faint spark. Like completing an electrical circuit. It was surprising but pleasant. I knew he was harshly concentrating on not breaking me. I could feel his withdraw of strength. But I still let myself sink into his body. The warmth and security that was....him.

" PrimRose, I know you can feel how much I'm containing my strength and I know you can sense how difficult it is. But if I had to do this for an eternity, I would. Because I love you, it's just hard to show because....well, I was angry with you for leaving me."

" I know and I'm sorry, I was miserable without you. Although I was mad enough to kill you, I couldn't stay mad at you, a hassle at its best.You know I lo-"

"PrimRose? I must see you now." Johnathan's father called as he interjected my sentence.

As I walked up the stairs Johnathan called to me" Reading and controlling emotions are my specialty, I have to admit. But I cannot read yours."

" I'm not sure what you make me feel Johnathan Watts." Dr.Watts was waiting for me in front of the door to his office. It scared me to see the towering,ominous, authoritized figure.