{ Delilah's POV }
...I couldn't face them.
It was my resistance to talk about the subject that got me in the situation I was currently in. I just couldn't find the resolve to believe that vampires existed, nor could I find the courage to sit down with the two guarding my house to talk it out. A week from the night I had found out what Ruby and Ashton truly were was all it took for their patience to finally snap. Yes--I've been cooped up in my house for a week. The school of course called my mom who in turn called me, but I got away with saying that I was sick with the flu and I didn't want to affect the rest of the students. I had avoided associating with both Ruby and Ashton during most of the week, but it got harder as the week progressed and they got more impatient.
And so it was my blatant, futile attempt of ignoring their existence that now had the two vampires in a raging bitch fit; Ashton was threatening to tear apart my house if I refused to come out and talk with him--and of course no one would notice since the only human who lived next door to me suddenly decided to move and let that asshat take up her residence. Ruby on the other hand was currently in my house, her arms wrapped around my torso as she tried to pry me from one of the stone columns in the kitchen that connected to the wall. I was screaming my head off at the moment...crying too. Hey, I wasn't overreacting at all! You try being forcefully removed from your home by a vampire who may or may not want to kill you. Not the best situation to keep calm in.
"Goddammit Delilah! Just let go already!" Ruby shrieked as she continued to pull at me. My arms wrapped securely around the column, holding it in a death grip as I continued to thrash about screaming my head off. "GET HER THE FUCK OUT HERE RUBY!" Ashton's voice boomed from outside, rattling the glass in the windows. The anger in his voice only caused me to cry harder, and I raised my voice once again in a chant that had become second nature to me. "I don't want to die! I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" Ruby let out an aggravated moan, screaming back at Ashton, "I'm trying you ass! I'm also trying not to disconnect her torso from the rest of her bloody body!" She tried once again to let go of me and zip around to my front, hoping to use her compulsion, but I kept my eyes squeezed tightly shut.
"Oh my god Delilah if there was any moment that I ever wanted to kill you, now would be the time!" Ruby yelled as she once again began trying to pry me off my anchor. Her words only made me scream louder. "That's really not helping Ruby!" Ashton bellowed as he appeared at one of the windows. His eyes narrowed and focused on the pillar I was clinging to for dear life, and he promptly disappeared, only to appear a second later with a small pebble in his hand. I yelped as he threw it with only a bit of strength, but either way, it shattered the window and hit the pillar, shattered it into tiny stone fragments as well. Ruby, with a triumphant call, jerked me away from the column as it came tumbling down, and I was dragged out of my home, screaming bloody murder.
Of course, as soon as I was thrown unceremoniously to the hard ground, I tried to scramble back up and make a dash back inside my house. Ruby effectively blocked my way, causing me to veer off towards the forest. Instead of running straight smack into a tree, which I would have preferred, I ran instead into a muscled chest. Ashton's...bloody...muscular....chest. I ground my teeth in frustration as he wrapped his arms tightly around me, making me unable to escape. I struggled in his grasp, kneeing him in the crouch a number of times, but apparently that didn't work on vampires that were made of stone or whatever their dead bodies were composed of.
"Delilah."
"No!"
"Delilah."
"Let me go!"
"Delilah!"
Circles. We just kept going in circles. Their loud voices filled my ears and clouded my mind as they continued to call out my name, and finally, something inside of me snapped. It broke in half--but not cleanly. It splintered, leaving jagged edges. I felt them puncture and twist inside a deep part of my heart, and I let out a final mourning scream that silenced even Ashton and Ruby.
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Taking What's His
VampireI'm Delilah, and I'm nothing special. I'm just a typical teenage girl. There are many girls like me; I'm merely one in a million. His name was Ashton, and he was definitely something. He was the attractive, mysterious, brooding delinquent...