Fire. My world was on fire. My brain stopped processing hours ago. My heart, although already dead, had taken all of my emotions with it. The world is cruel. This is cruel. A joke. An unfair, cold hearted joke.
My Elijah. My soulmate. The love of my life. He is the love of my life. He killed me. He is a vampire king, and they want me to kill him.
I kept repeating this for a period of 48 hours. Stuck in an attic at an abandoned house, held captive by people God intended for me to never meet.
I drank blood periodically from a glass and after, I would lay back on the bed and let my thoughts take me away. A few days went by and the people finally came back. They all entered the room and the women sat down beside me.
"You must seek revenge for his betrayal" she whispered.
I took in her appearance. Long blonde hair and dark eyes. Dark, lifeless eyes. She was cold. She was evil. But in a way, i felt like she was a mirror image of how i felt at this moment. How i felt the last few days. I did not know how to feel. What to do. I am lost.
I needed to see him. I have to see him. I need answers.
"Tonight. I want to go tonight" i whispered back.
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The Whore (part one)
Vampire"I was taken into a room that one would use to entertain guests in. It was a massive dining hall draped in red curtains and dazzling black marble floors. It was beautiful. I only hoped it wouldn't be the place where my life was taken yet again by th...
