Brian's POV:
After Jackson walked away from me I broke down. Tears blurred my sight while I stood up and began to walk. I didn't really know where I was heading to but at this moment I didn't really care. Pain, sadness and loss were the only things I could feel at that time. I wanted to tell him where I got my money from but I was too afraid of his reaction but look what I've done. He walked away because he felt betrayed by me. That was the worst, I'm the worst.
"What if doesn't come back? What if he gets attacked? He is alone and can't fight. What if he gets killed because I was so stupid and made him leave? I wouldn't be able to live on", I thought still crying.
I stopped walking and looked around. Although I was in this forest already a few times I didn't really know where exactly I was in that moment. Suddenly I smelled the most intoxicating scent and I knew instantly that it belonged to my beloved Angel. Quickly I followed his scent but then I heard something that let me come to a stop again.
"Brian, Can you hear me? Please come back to me. I'm really sorry for what I said to you and hat I just ran away. I shouldn't have done that and I won't ask you anything like that ever again, okay? Just please come back to me. I love you, Brian. My cute and handsome Devil. I can't live without you. Please don't leave me", Jackson begged and I could clearly hear the hurt in his voice.
Not even a second later I started to run towards him. I could hear him. He wasn't the one at fault but I was so he shouldn't be blaming himself! When I've found him I would make sure that I told him all my secrets so something like that wouldn't happen ever again. I loved my little Angel way too dearly to let him ever leave my life and I wouldn't ever leave him, not in a million years. Not even after eternity.
"I'm sorry, Brian. I won't make any mistakes again just please don't leave me", I heard him thinking.
"You did nothing wrong", I thought in return and quickened my steps.
Not long after I found Jackson passed out and shaking on the dirty ground. Even though he lost conciseness tears were still streaming down his beautiful face. Quickly I picked him and the bag up and ran as fast as possible back to the house. When we arrived there I laid Jackson down on the couch and ran upstairs and into he bathroom. I let warm water fill the big tub then I ran back downstairs and picked Jackson back up again. Arriving in the bedroom I stripped him and then I put him gently in the bathtub.
After overthinking my next move I stripped myself too and got in the bathtub so that my little Angel was sitting in between my legs and his head rested on my chest. This was the easiest way to make sure that he wouldn't drown. That was at least what I told myself because there was this possibility that I only did it to see him naked. Maybe I did it because I wanted to see him naked but I also wanted to make sure that he didn't catch cold.
When the water went cold I stood up with Jackson in my arms then I dried our bodies with some towels before dressing both of us in underwear and shirts. I walked with him still in my arms back into the bedroom and laid him down on the bed. Then I put on some jeans, socks and shoes. I also put some sweatpants on Jackson and some warm socks so he wouldn't get cold. Then I lifted him up again and left the house. I sat him down in my car and made sure that he was safely buckled up then I went quickly around the car and got into the drivers seat. Starting the car I drove us back through the mountains and into the city and finally back to our house.
After five hours of driving I got out of the car and lifted a still unconscious Jackson out of the car after unbuckling him. I carried him into the mansion and into the bedroom where I laid him down on the bed and put some blankets on him so he wouldn't freeze. Finally I laid down beside him and pulled him into my chest so we were chest to chest. Although I worried for his well-being I fell asleep with him in my arms. I wasn't ever going to lose the love of my long life ever again. I wouldn't make the same mistakes twice.
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The Devil's Angel (paused)
Vampiros"Souls tend to go back to who feels like home." - N. R. Hart ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Jackson is being abused at home and doesn't have any friends. He's now seventeen years old and ag...