The vampires tutor

Lesson 28.

~~1832 North Carolina~~

ELEX'S POV-

As Ronnie walked away I was frozen there by her words and couldn't bring myself to go after her with what I had just done to her; I thought that I would always treat her with care, to always show her how much she means to be, to tell her that I loved her even though I am not sure that I am capable of that kind of emotion.

So instead of going after her, I walk numbly to the parlor and sit down at the bar.

One drink turns into two and two turns into 4 and soon nothing in this world means anything to me anymore. Pretty girls touch my chest and offer me things that ladies should never just offer up to strangers, but I don't decline and they lead me to a room where I stare aimlessly at the ceiling. When hours seem to pass, I lay on the bed with a girl under each arm.

The noise downstairs turns into roaring voices going on about how there are monsters in town and I quickly sit up in bed, leaving the girls as I throw on my clothes and listen closely to the mob raising down stairs.

"I saw them!! There is no way they are human!" A woman shrieks, others nod and cheer in reply.

"We have to get them out of town! Who knows what they will do to our children!" The baker says raising a pitch fork.

"Kill them!" More than one person yells, everyone cheers and start to file out of the parlor.

"The monsters!"

My blood runs cold as I realize who they are talking about and how familiar the word monster is used to explain my kind. Quickly putting on the rest of my clothes I hurry to my horse and ride to my home, but when I get there; there is no mob or any of my family to be seen. Dismounting my horse, I run into the house and call for my family, but I am only met with silence; until an older maid comes out from the kitchen and smiles polity at me.

"Oh, if you are looking for your mother and siblings; I think they are still over having supper at-"

Before she can finish I rush out the door and get back on my horse, riding as fast as possible to Ronnie. Riding through the fields instead of the roads, the trees a series of dark blurs in the night as a growing light shines bright as I get closer and closer.

The mobs yells and gun fire is chaos and the hot flames of the Becket manor make it hard to see anyone's faces as they are all just black silhouettes illuminated by the red, hot flames.

Getting off my horse, I watch as he runs away from the chaos as I run right into it. Everyone to busy destroying to pay attention to who the real "monster" is.

Going to the back door that is still somewhat intact, I run through the men with guns and go up the stairs to Ronnie's room where the door is kicked in and hanging on its hinges. As if my world slowed down to make me forever remember this moment, I slowly look at the door and see every little detail of damage, then look into the room to see the walls on fire and the curtains hanging by the window.

My eyes look down at the floor to see Ronnie laying on her back staring at the ceiling barely gasping for air, her hands holding her ribs as a pool of blood leaks onto the floor under her. Her dress is burning and her skin is covered in blisters.

"Ronnie." I fall to my knees beside her and grab her burnt body holding her in my lap.

The heat didn't hurt me, the chaos all around us didn't cross my mind once as I hold her in my arms as she ever so slowly slips away.

"I'm sorry." I whisper over and over again.

"I should have gone after you, I should have-" My mouth went on and on with all the things I should have said and done while she was with me, but when I pulled back and said that I loved her.

she was gone.

I remember pilling myself away from her charcoal body, the faint sound of men screaming as I killed every single one of them and how I stood in the shadows watching the house burn to the ground.

My mate, My love, and My humanity; all burning inside with it. With her.

I remember faintly seeing a person standing at the other end of the field watching the house burn as well and he didn't have to tell me who he was, I could smell him. I could sense him because I sensed him before as well.

The vampire in the shadows hunting Ronnie, the man who started this mob, the man who made sure that my mate died tonight. He is someone I thought I had lost over my existence long ago, he is someone who is like a poisonous snake in the tall grass just waiting for a child to stumble into his nest.

He tore away my happiness back then and he plans to do it still; because of his twisted idea of what love should look like. His mind filled with nothing but darkness and torture for those who mean the most to him, and I have been his prey for centuries now because I didn't die like the others.

No matter how much I ran, no matter how many years pasted without his presents known; he was always there in the back of my head because some how, some where in me I knew that he would come back to try and take me.

His words still linger in my head as I stood on the opposite side of the field, it is as if all life had ran from him because he was like death himself as his words flowed through the air to me.

"Isn't she prettier dead? Now she will forever be the blood on your hands; the crimson that fills your veins will always be the cure to the existence of hers."