10: Memories Of The Past

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 ~ "Jasper, please. It's been four months. You have to feed." The small body of the vampire leaning on a tree for support was only a foot away. He was obviously in pain, his mouth was open wide around every wheezed breathe, it put his fangs on display. Worry touched me, Jasper had only been changed four months ago but he refused to feed. I didn't know how to help him, I barely managed to help him through the change in the first place. Flinching back as Jasper's sharp voice range in the air, "No! I won't! I can't, I... I don't want to be like her!"
 His voice was twisted with pain, making me wish for the millionth time I could help him. Stepping forward softly I shook my head at Jasper, "You won't be. Just take what you need, and that's it. I promise it'll be fine." Red tears flooded his eyes as he looked up at me and shook his head, "I-I can't Cezar... She ripped my little sister's throat out right in front of me! T-There was... I couldn't..." My chest tightened as I watched the tears spilled over his cheeks streaking the pale skin in red. A heavy sob ripping from his chest as he started to sink to his knees, rushing forward I wrapped his small body in my arms, "Easy. Easy. You're alright."
 His arms wrapped around my neck and I hugged him tightly, my eyes glancing through the empty forest around us. The dense fog encased us in a white darkness, the man that we had been tracking was long gone at this point. I thought I had finally gotten Jasper to agree to feed, a human as drunk as that wouldn't remember a thing. Sighing softly I pet his hair back, as he cried into my chest. "It burns Cezar! P-Please make it stop!" Frowning I tightened my hold on him, his hands gripping the back of my thick over coat. Just four months. Four months. How could I get so attached to him in such a short amount of time?
 Reaching a hand up carefully I let one of my claws extend pressing it into my neck, just above Jasper's nose. His body froze the instant my skin broke. His face lifted and I watched his baby blue eyes start to fade to a blood red color. Widening as he looked at the cut in my skin, slowly leaning forward his mouth opened. Tongue peeking out faintly until he jerked forward and his teeth sank into my skin, the pain I was expecting never came rather an intense carnal pleasure exploded in my body. ~

 Oliver gasped as his body jerked up, heart beating at an ungodly pace. Breathing hard the wolf turned and dropped his legs off the side of the bed, the cold floor touching his feet helped ease the heat radiating off him. The memory lingered like cotton in his head. Leaving his mouth dry.

 Since Oliver came to the conclusion of his connection with Cezar it was like he opened the floodgates, memories picked at his focus. Every few minutes Oliver could hear Jasper laughing, see random images of the vampire when he was young. Full memories affected his body, like panic attacks. They would mess with his heart, make him dizzy, they dragged his full attention into his own head leaving his body staring off into space. It was triggered when Oliver did something, or smelled something, that was present in the memory. 

 Staring into the pitch blackness of the room Oliver rubbed his neck. These episodes were distracting him, and he didn't want to be distracted. The wolf already felt like he hadn't moved for too many days, he needed to get his pack back into its routine. In order to do that, Oliver had to get himself out of his head. Pushing himself up Oliver snatched a pair of sweatpants and pulled them on, pausing when the sound of Jasper shifting on the bed caught his attention.

 "Oliver, what's wrong?"

 ~"Cezar, what's wrong?" I was breathing unevenly, the cold air of the abandon building we were in coated my lungs with the smell of metal dust. Turning my eyes caught sight of his glowing in the dark, only one peeked open as he watched me pull on my pants. The moonlight fell through a hole in the brick wall that was once a window, just in the right way to land on his pale skin. Kathy slept tucked firmly into his side having been between us. The image itself was serene, it momentarily made me forget the dangers I put my daughter in the longer she stayed with me as a rogue. A soft smile pulled at my lips, it was such a simple thing to see but I knew the image would stay with me. Of the vampire I was in love with, and my daughter clinging to him in her sleep. "Nothing's wrong. I'm just going for a run, I'll be back by dawn."~

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