The Curse of The Vampire

What does love have to do with it?

When we got inside of the apartment I kicked off my heels. And plopped down on the couch.

"What did he mean when he said he made?" Adam asks still standing by the door.

"Exactly what he said. He turned me into a vampire as some sick cosmic joke. He thought he was doing me a favor by turning me because I had lost my mother and father. That somehow me becoming his fucking vampire toy would make me feel better. He took my humanity and gave me his curse to replace it." I was angry. I don't know if it was seeing Everett, or seeing my ring on his blonde whore, or maybe it had nothing to do with Everett and everything to do with Adam.

"Is it really a curse? You stay young and beautiful for forever. You could be slowly aging like me. Dying while your partner is immortal... Maybe you just need a companion... I could be your companion." Adam slowly moves away from the door advancing on me.

"You only want to be immortal because you think you love me. We didn't meet on accident, Adam. I purposely dumped my wine on you. I was starving and you were the only one who didn't smell like expensive food. Everything about me is supposed to draw you in. My voice is soft it's meant to be soothing so you don't get scared. My eyes just the right shade of blue so you get lost in them." I move behind him using my vampire speed. "My body has the perfect curves so seducing you is easy. My smile isn't threatening, yet I can rip your throat out with my teeth. I think about that a lot." I push him onto the couch before straddling him.

"You don't scare me, Isabelle Jones. You love me too much to kill me." He pushes me away and I let him.

"What does love have to do with it?" I ask looking down at him. "You're not the first man I've been with and you won't be the last. Love has nothing to do with this relationship." The look he gave me killed me. He looked like I ripped his heart out of his chest. I just couldn't risk him getting hurt with Everett in town.

"You don't love me? After 2 years I mean nothing to you? I don't believe that for a second. You're the love of my life and I won't stop fighting for you." He kisses my forehead before going upstairs. 10 minutes later he returns carrying his bags with his phone pressed to his ear. He glances at me before walking out the door. The sound of it closing seemed to echo.

I look around the room before slowly walking to my studio. Turning on the light I look at all the paintings, then my eyes land on the painting of Everett from earlier that day. I stride to the painting and caress the his painted face. I knew the exact moment this image is from.

1820

Looking out the window I watched as Everett and Alexander spared in the yard. They always tried to best each other. I turn when the door opens behind me.

"Here you are Izzy! I've been looking everywhere for you. Everett wishes for you to join them in the yard." Madeline states. She had a look of distaste on her face. She's one of the many woman that lived in the house. She wished to take my place. There was nothing special about her yet she felt she was better than me.

"Thank you Madeline." Standing I glide through the door bumping her shoulder. Making my way through the house the maids and other varying servants began to whisper like I couldn't hear them. I smirk because they were whispering about Alexander's sudden appearance and how close I was to him.

"Iz! There you are. We've been wondering when you'd join us." Alexander came toward me with a large grin on his face. He places a hand on my hip and the other grabs my neck. "Ever won't shut up about how good you-" He stops and places his hands on his throat. I scream and jump back as his body falls forward and his head lands at my feet.

"Henry! Get someone to take care of this... mess." Everett was stalking towards me with a look of anger, hunger, and lust. "I'm going to deal with you privately." He sweeps me up and over his shoulder. Taking me into the house he take me to Alexander's quarters kicking the doors open and soaking them closed once we had entered.

"What are we doing in Alexander's quarters?" I feigned confusion. He tossed me onto The bed none too gently.

"Isabelle, my dear sweet Isabelle. Did you take me for a fool? Inviting that man into our home. Allowing me to befriend him. To trust him alone with my most prized possession.... undress and lay spread on the bed." I was quick to do as he said. How could I be so foolish? I got him killed because I was jealous and so desperate for the attention of a man.

"You are not a fool. I am.... I was jealous." I look away at the wall.

"Jealous of what?" His question seemed genuine.

"The women that you entertain yourself with all day. Did you think I didn't notice the parade of women in and out of your office?" I grab him and pull him onto the bed. I straddle him angry. Everett looks up at me with golden eyes before placing his hands on my hips.

"I was feeding on them, my love. You will be the last woman I'm ever with." He rolls us so he's on top. He quickly removes what's left of his clothes.

He places a hand over my mouth before pushing his cock into me. My scream is muffled by his hand. His strokes start gentle letting me adjust to his size.

"I'm not going to be gentle. You belong to me and he violated what's mine. Now turn over on your hands and knees." I turn quickly dripping wet from the possessive tone he was taking with me. He fists my hair pulling my head back before slamming into me. My screams were heard all over the house as Everett look me hard. It seemed like forever before he leaned into my ear telling me that he was going to cum. I instantly tightened. He clamped down on my throat making me scream in pleasure as he realised his cum into me.

"I never actually had sex with him. He was just here to pay me attention." Everett rolls off me laying beside me. He begins to laugh.

"I should have known. You have too pure of a heart to betray me." I stand tossing the sheet across his body. He looks like a god laying there with one arm behind his head and the other resting on his stomach. The footsteps in the hall near the door. "Come in Madeline." Everett's eyes don't leave my naked body that has blood slowly leaking down it from his bite.

"Master Everett I have been wanting to ask you to take my..." Madeline trails off as she sees me standing nude in the room and Everett equally as nude on the bed. I look at Everett and he nods.

"Madeline I'm sorry, but this is for the good of my relationship." He was still watching me as I launched my body at her. Killing another person that day.