Opposite Soulmates - Merome

Chapter 5

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|   Jerome P.O.V.   |

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    Just Kill Mitch. It's the only choice I have! I slowly got out the small blade from inside my suit. But I stopped. I just couldn't do it. Mitch looked at me. Damn. His eyes, his lips, everything! I'm sorry Adam. I'm sorry Ty.... I'm sorry I'm taking so long...I'm sorry for making you wait!...I took out the blade and with everything I had left in me, I stabbed his chest. I had a sudden pain in my chest. No not now dammit! Everyone's attention was still on Adam and Ty. Mitch was on his knees holding his chest tightly. Something came into me. Something made me pick him up and run. It was a feeling, a sudden urge of helping him. I got out of the ballet. Hopefully Adam and Ty make it out safely. I looked down at Mitch who was looking at me in disbelief.

     "Why...Did...You let me.... l-live?" He asked in between breaths. I couldn't answer that question. It's not that I didn't want to but...it's that I didn't know myself.

      Yes you do Jerome. You know exactly why you let him live. You know you feel something in between you two. Stop trying to deny It! Love is never wrong. And that's something you know perfectly.

      "I- I owe you. You spared me so I'll spare you. Sorry for stabbing you in the first place..." I half lied. The part about me owing him was a complete lie but I was sorry for stabbing him.

       "We're here." I said to him. I walked into the cavern and set him down in my bed. I got my first aid kit. I still had pain in my chest which was odd. I took out some stitches and a needle. He shut his eyes tightly.

        "The most powerful vampire in the world is scared of a needle, that's not odd at all." I mocked. He glared at me but then smiled. His smile...

        "If you really knew me you wouldn't say that." He replied.

         "What do you mean?" He just chuckled and looked away. I started to stitch up his cut.

         "Can we talk about something while you do this please? You know so that I have something to distract me with."

        "Erm sure...What about...what's it like to be a Prince?" I suggested.

         "It's not as great as people think it is. My father always brings up the fact that I don't have a soulmate and its just really irritating. Everyone gets frustrated and they tell me to go and search for her."

          "How do you know it's a her?"

          "I-I...uhh....it could be a he?" He looked at me confused.

          "It's possible. My friends are soulmates and they're both male. I mean if could be female but uhh yeah."

           "Well you know it's been said that you can't feel one another until the first true kiss. But if your love is strong enough you can feel a portion of it. Might be a bit confusing but that's what I've heard. And apparently it's really rare." He said. Is that why I felt the pain in my chest? Because of him? Was my soulmate a vampire?!

          "You alright?" Mitch asked me. "You stopped stitching and kind of zoned out bud."

          "Just thinking I guess. Oh and it's Jerome." I said smiling.

          "Well thanks Jerome. And if you don't mind, now can you tell me where you got that bracelet?" He asked with puppy eyes. Holy fucking shit that's adorable.

          "Y-yeah...Sure." I continued stitching. "I was about 6 years old. I remember my mom hurrying me to hide in a cardboard box. She lied to me saying we were playing hide-in-seek. She told me that no matter what, to not make noises or get out of the box. If I did I would loose. If I didn't she'd take me to go buy ice cream. I got in and there was a small hole in the box so I peeked through and saw two vampires walk in. One was an adult and the other was young. My father tried stopping him but the older vampire used his power to throw him back without laying a finger on him. He hit the back of his head on the chimney. My mother shouted at him, begging to leave us alone. His unbelievably strong arm smacked her across her face. I wasn't too sure if my father had died right there but I'm sure he died after. My mum died as soon as he hit her." I finished stitching and looked at him. "After he had left the small boy gave me this bracelet. I took it but before I could thank him, he ran away to his dad..." I stopped to think for a second. "And you know what? I think we both now who that murderer was. I think we both know who was there to witness everything." My anger started rising. My voice was getting louder. My affection to him started changing. "If it wasn't for your stupid ass getting in my way, I would've had him today!"

       "What are you talking-.....You were going to kill my father weren't you?!" He shouted back.

       "I need to kill your father."

        "No you don't. And you won't kill him" He snarled.

         "Try me."

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|   Mitch P.O.V.   |

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    I wasn't going to let this human kill my father. And No one ever talks to me like that. Who does he think he is? I let my anger take control and I pushed him against the wall. My hands were around his neck. I felt one of his hands trying to push away mine. The other snuck into his pocket. He was taking out the blade wasn't he? I removed one arm to take away the blade. I held it tightly against his neck. A strip of blood ran down it. He whimpered. It made me feel guilty but I couldn't show it to him.

     "Now what was that?" I mocked. A tear ran down his cheek. I let go of the blade immediately. He fell to his knees grabbing onto his neck. "J-Jerome...I'm so sorry!" He slowly got up and without permission I hugged him. "Please forgive me.." I whispered into the crook of his neck. This has been the closest to fresh human blood I've ever been to without drinking.

      "Please don't hurt me..." He whispered. He was afraid of me. He didn't trust me....Hold on...Since when have I ever cared so much about how he feels?

      "I promise you I'll never hurt you again." I said pushing back from the hug. I wiped away the tear on his cheek with my thumb. I caught him looking directly at my eyes. I slightly smiled. The sides of his lips curved up. I wonder how it would feel to have those perfect lips on mine. I guess there's only one way to find out.

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Guys in Plamers instagram video, I'm pretty damn sure I saw Mitch holding Ashley's hand. Someone help me. I'm loosing my mind. IT JUST CAN'T BE!! LIKE #MEROME4LIFE (but if they are dating I'd respect it :3 )

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