Surreal

When I kiss you I want to die

It had been a month since all of the nonsense had happened. I spent my days getting to know Alex and Emily better. I came to find that they are really sweet people. They understood my calling as the chosen one and didn't judge me for it. They actually helped me in my hunt when I'd go searching for vampires to kill. Dante talked about demons, and I get that vampires were one form of them, but I craved a new fight, with something different. My friendship with Alex and Emily was growing, but so was my depression. I hated being the chosen one. I woke up every morning and said to myself, 'I can't do this anymore.' but somehow I still did. Not like I had a choice anyways. I hadn't heard from Dante since I left him in the mausoleum with his freaky ex girlfriend. Even though I knew she was just some evil bitch, I was so jealous of her. She had beautiful long hair, perfect pale skin, and the face of an angel. I could see how Dante would obsess himself over her. My feelings for Dante grew within each moment of my complicated life. I didn't want to feel the way I did for him, I just did. Nothing he could say or do could change that at this point. He was a fallen angel, evil, demented, and cursed with a soul. Without that soul he'd be my enemy. I'd be trying to kill him, but with his soul I could see his true self, and that was more beautiful and sad than any words could explain. I felt this connection from the start when I looked into his eyes. I could see this dark, suicidal being inside them, and I knew he could see that in my eyes too. I wasn't sure if I was suicidal though. I don't think I'd ever have the balls to actually go through with it, but if I was in the middle of the street and I saw a car coming my way, I don't think I'd move out of the way.

Today Alex and Emily want to go to The Grind, and I'm so ready to get out of this hell house. I think my parents suspect me of being on drugs. How wrong could they be? I could never tell them the truth. What would I even say? 'Hi mom. Hi dad. I'm the chosen one, and I kill vampires and demons for a living.' Hell no, they'd lock me up in some mental institution for the rest of my life. I put on my outfit for the night, and slid through the front door quietly. My parents stopped questioning where I was going, or even why I was leaving at weird hours. I know they think I'm a lost cause. It's so obvious. I hear them fight every night about how awful I am. It breaks my still beating heart. I can feel every piece shatter with every waking moment. 

I arrive at The Grind and see Alex and Emily waving at me. I walk towards them and take a seat. "What's up gang?" I ask, with a fake smile across my face. "Just been waiting on you. Have you heard from you know who?" Emily asked, peppily. My eyebrows crinkled at her. "Dante? No. I am starting to worry about him, though." I admitted. "Dante, Dante, Dante. That's all you girls talk about. Come on, let's dance." Alex jelously said. We all got up and moved to the dance floor. I moved my hips back and forth to the music. I could feel Alex's eyes all over my body. I knew he had feelings for me, but truthfully, I wasn't interested. I really liked Alex as a friend, but that was the extent to that. I was sure that he knew that, but it didn't stop him from his pathetic attempts to flirt. I had to admit that sometimes I would flirt back, but only in a teasing way. I was never going to give myself to him, but watching him squirm under my fingers was rather amusing. 

Suddenly there was a crash. I looked to see a vamp busting through the window. Just what I needed. I ran to my purse and pulled out a wooden stake I had recently carved. I walked right up to the vampire and gave him a good whack to the jaw. He stumbled backwards and his eyes grew quite wide. "Your the chosen one!" He whimpered. I could hear the music stop and the crowd scream. "Yeah, and you're boring me." I snapped back. I could sense the vampires fear, and it made me even stronger just to feel that. Even through his cowardliness, he came back at me and punched me in the stomach, sending me flying into the wall. I felt the dry wall fall apart, as I hit it fairly hard. I barely stood fully up, when the vampire hit me again, in the head this time. My stake went flying. I fell to the floor, and coughed. "Ashley!" I heard Alex call. I looked over at him, and he threw me a bottle of holy water. I caught it like a fly, and smashed it over the vampires head. I watched him burn to dust, and almost laughed at him. Emily ran over to me. "Are you okay?" She asked. "Yeah. I might have a bruise or to, but I'll be fine. I heal fast." I told her. "I think I'm going to go home. " I continued. I grabbed my bag and headed out the door before Emily nor Alex could try to stop me. 

I might have lied a little bit when I said I was going home. I did want to leave, but I had a better idea of where to go. I went to the woods, where the lake was. I sat on the moist grass and stared at the beautiful water. "Looking for me?" I heard a voice call. I snapped back, and saw Dante. I stood up fast, and ran into his arms. "I was so worried! I thought something bad happened." I cried. Dante held me, and rubbed his fingers through my hair. His hands were cold, but still comforting. When our embrace was finally broken. I looked into those deep, sad eyes. "Kiss me." I whispered to him. Our lips collided, and the world again stopped. All I could taste was this moment. Our lips danced together. Dante was the only thing that seemed to make sense in my crazy world. Funny thing was, our relationship didn't actually make sense at all. When we stopped kissing my lips began to ache for his again. The world continued to spin, and my depression, and pain worsened. "We have to stop this-or whatever this is. I am only here to help you in your calling." Dante's words hit me hard. "I can't stop these feelings, Dante. I know you feel them to." I said. Dante grabbed my arms, and squeezed them so hard I worried they would fall off. Dante began shaking me as he screamed, "You don't get it, Ashley! When we kiss, you don't get to be some princess who has found her prince! When you kiss me, you could die! Being with me puts you in more danger than you care to admit!" Tears began to fill my eyes, and pour down my cheek. I snapped out of his grip. "No. When I kiss you I want to die." I choked out, as I ran off. I didn't turn around once. 

My running slowed down to a walk, then came a tumble to my knees, and then to a laying position on my side. I covered my face as I cried allowed. How could Dante reject me? He was the one to kiss me first. He made me feel this way, then he breaks me so fast and hard. I hated that he could hurt me so badly, and that I let him. 

I heard footsteps behind me, but I knew they weren't Dante's. I had memorized his sounds. I popped up and held my fists up, ready to fight. I looked and it was the crazy lady from before. I sighed and let my guard down. "What do you want, lady?" I asked with a mean attitude. "I have a name. It's Jenny. I am your new trainer." She said. I was a little shocked, but kind of glad that I had someone to walk me through my journey and teach me more about myself. "When do we start?"