Eternally to be Loved... *ON HOLD*

CHAPTER 11 :- Endless torture...

KRISTEN'S POV

       Now I learnt so much that I know how to protect myself.  I decided to go to Chris's room. I knock. "Come in, Love!" a voice shouts from the inside. I enter and I see he was busy looking out of the window. "Looking at your crazy fans?"I guessed, knowing that it wasn't true.

         "Do you know we live in the middle of no where?" It wasn't exactly no where. This place was situated in the outskirts of the city. They think that no one knows they live here. Exception me. "What do you want?" He turned to look at me as I sit on his bed. "Me? I don't want anything." I shrug.  He gives a knowing smile. "I know you pretty well. You want something . What is it?" Fact: He does know me pretty well. "Well, I want to know more about vampires." I say fearlessly. 

          "Ok. So what do wanna know?" He sits in front of me while I cross my legs to listen intently. Yup, I was taking lessons about vampires.

CHRIS'S POV

     " So how old are you guys?"  The main thing which was burning her curiousity. "Zac is 953, I am 632, Ash is 453, Walt is 156 and Dylan is 65 years old." She  looked a little shocked. Her eyes were wide open. "Are you telling me that I am living with a bunch of people who are horribly old?"  She asks, with that mischievous glint in her eyes. "who look incredibly young and hot." I  continued her sentence and all I get is an eye roll. She looked so cute.

       "You know, I'm surprised!" She says, looking around. "About what?" Something wrong with my room. I like my room. It had a mixture of purple and blue. Its my fave colours after all. "I was expecting a black room with coffins. Some spiders, cobwebs here and there and some skeletons." I laugh. Seriously? "You are making it sound like a scary house in a carnival. I think you have got to much influence from Dracula." Her lips break into a smile. "Tell me your story?" She asks, making it sound like a question.

CHRIS'S STORY

     "I was a young boy of 18 when I first knew the meaning of true love. I had fallen in love with a girl named Eleanor who was the lord's hand maiden, the one who he valued alot and wouldn't let go very easily. So we used to meet everyday secretly, in the lord's favourite garden, behind the tree. My father was one of his most trusted people. So chances of suspicion was quite less. But one day or the other, we were going to get caught. There was no doubt about that. How much she was loved.

        On coming to know the truth behind our relationship, he punished both of us. He took me away from my family with some stupid excuse and locked me up in some cell. I was tortured as in whipped, bit, cut and all  sorts of things. While I was tortured, she was locked in a cell infront of me to watch what ever I went through. I couldn't bear the pain she felt. They used to heal me by the end of the day but that did not reduce the pain I had to endure.

          Everytime I thought of giving up, she used to give me words of encouragement and she became my one thing to hold on from losing hope. The only hope I had was the woman I used to love and her words of comfort and actually felt bad that her pain was different but worse compared to mine. I was actually surprised at myself that I actually thought the positive part of this was that we would always be there for each other but I was wrong.

         After three years, a witch named Nicole who was working there helped me escape but we both had to pay the price. We both became what we are today. She, being a witch, stopped her transformation halfway and became a hybrid while I went through it completely. I went back for her but she was gone.

         Since then my life had no meaning. It had no reason to live. I wanted it to end there. But Nicole stopped me and told me there could still be hope, to hold on to somethinng new and today, I guess she was right."