part 6

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Silvanna's P.O.V.

I run out the door into the night,and I don't stop until I am far away from the cabin. My life has become a midsummer night. I left my jacket in the house as well as my shoes, yet I keep running far away from Masky's disdain. I worry of what he planned to do with me and what he plans to do to me. I hear screaming in the night. Jeff's guttural bellows rings in my ear as I reach a moonlit lake, which I collapse at from the last of my adrenaline depleting.

Tears are running down my cheeks and I realize what I have done. I repent my actions though nothing will take back what has happened. Sometimes I just wish I'd never met them. I want my old life back, I almost wish my family were not dead. I see now I was a selfish creature and now I have nothing left. Now the man I love is tearing apart the man apart which I once wanted. And there's nothing I can do. Maybe if I die fighting them they will set aside their differences once it is time to grieve. Woe is me is this not meant to be I lost my chance of angels divinity. And though I might fight I shall not win this battle for it has already been won by Devil's kin. To let myself forgive my actions first I must condone the thought that I was the one who waged war. And that only I'm the one who may pray for peace. And I do pray; I pray with all my heart that he will take me back and give me a fresh start.

Masky's P.O.V.

I have stabbed Jeff in the heart. But it is only a matter of time until he revives. I lost my temper that is true and now I have lost Vanna. She's probably miles away by now and has no intention of returning. So I shall go out in the woods and find her ev

en if she does not want to return. If I must I will take her against her will. She should have known better not be mine and then choose not to be. I will make her one of us and I will have her for eternity. Then Jeff will not be able to take her life.

Silvanna's P.O.V.

I let the tears stream down my cheeks not bothering to wipe them away. Strong arms hold me tight as sobs rack my crouched form. I was pulled onto the person's lap, and I laid my head back against his chest. All I could think was "Masky has forgiven me!"

I turn my head to look at him and as I do his arms loosen so I can turn my body to face him. I look up to see Eyeless Jack in his blue mask staring down at me with black tears running down his mask in streams. I feel ready to punch and kick; to attack him and make him hurt. I can't believe he would dare touch me again after I stabbed him.

Eyeless Jack's P.O.V.

I see the anger in her eyes; she wants to strike at me, and I don't blame her. I hand her my knife and tell her "Do you worst." She presses it against my neck, and my blood starts to trickle out of my main artery. Vanna then licks the blood off the knife with an insane look in her eyes.

I put my hand to my throat to stem the hemorrhaging until it heals. Before it can she attacks me again while the skin is desperately trying to knit itself back together. Vanna puts her lips to my neck and gulps down my blood.

In the moonlight her hazel eyes look a startling scarlet as she feasts on my blood like she is a real blood crazed killer. She watches as I go pale from blood-loss before she lets go of my neck and allows the skin to knit back together. Next she does something I would never have thought she would dare do; Silvanna pulls of my mask. Maybe she doesn't have blood-lust like Jeff, if so she has tricked me into a weakened state once again. Vanna brushes her lips against mine. I reach to bring her closer to show her what a real kiss is, she removes herself from my arms and runs off into the night.

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