Dying Slowly

Epilogue

                                                         Twenty Years Later

 

 

                Gabriel Coleman was now in charge of all the vampires, in every region. His father had stepped down from the thrown, twenty years ago, he was placed in charge, and he loved every minute of it. The only moments he did not enjoy were the moments he had to bail his uncle out of trouble, which is where he was going. A plane to India was being prepared for him at the moment and he was going to fly out to calm the Indian royalty, which Joshua had somehow managed to upset. First, Gabriel had to do something.

                He glanced around him, making sure no one was watching and walked through the large gate and into the open, peaceful field. He walked backed to the far corner of it, he could have driven but he preferred to walk this land, something about it giving him peace. He walked past all the gravestones, many dead, until he came to the familiar granite slab, which had a beautiful plant blooming around it. Gabriel kneeled down and set the flowers, which were in his hand, in the vase built in the side of the tombstone. He replaced the flowers from yesterday, even though they had yet to wither. He wasn’t sure why he came there everyday, but after paying her parents a large sum of money to hold a grand funeral and have a beautiful tombstone for her, it seemed a waste to leave it be, because he knew without a doubt that her parents were not visiting her grave.

                “Were you close?” A woman from behind asked. Gabriel turned and looked at her, but her thick brown hair hid her face.

                “Not especially.” He answered, looking back at his mate’s grave.

                “And yet you visit every day.” She accused.

                “And how would you know that?” Gabriel asked, for he was sure that know one had been following him, no one had been watching him. How could a mere human girl slip past his guard?

                “I came here everyday, for her.”

                “And why is that? Were you close?” He repeated her question.

                “No, I have never met her.”

                “Then, why?”

                “My parents never tell me about her, I am curious who my only sister is.” Gabriel looked at the woman in shock, and this time she was looking at him. She could have been Hella’s twin, her more attractive twin but her twin nonetheless. She looked exactly like her, but with plumper lips, thicker hair, higher cheekbones and her eyebrows had the perfect arch. The only thing that separated her was her eyes, a blinding blue.

                “Hella was your sister?”

                “My parents had me after her death, many thought I was so they could counsel themselves for the death of their daughter, but they don't seem to care, they never had. There are no photos, no memorabilia, no nothing. I would not even believe she did exist if it were not for the news clippings of her kidnapping.” Her parents must have been at least forty when they had Hella’s sister, Gabriel thought. “I have no idea what she even looks like. I am Caroline, by the way.”

                “Gabriel.” He said, looking at Hella’s death date, recalling the day he killed her.

                “If you were not close, then why do you visit?”