Lost #FuchsiaAwards2018[Rewriting]

Chapter 15

Jay's POV

I still can't believe we're going.

It feels dreamlike.

I wish I could just wake up and just realize that it was just a dream. A dream in which I turned into vampire. A dream in which many adventures had unfold but reality is the same.

I am a vampire and I have been through all this adventures.

I sighed as I fell on my bed, something doesn't feel right. I think I don't want to go yet, but we have to... for the sake of the mission we had made.

I have lots of regrets in life. Everyone does, right?

I feel as if I didn't spend my time as I wanted to, like I didn't live my life. As if I've slept the whole time and when I finally woke up, we had to leave.

I let out a grunt as I threw a pillow from beside me. It flew and landed with a soft thud on the ground. I felt the underneath me, the sheets were cold... I was cold. I rested my head on the pillow and closed my eyes, imagining what would happen after we go.

Will Mark miss us? Will anyone miss us?

I opened my eyes to find a pair staring back. A invisible tear escaped my eye, it was V.

The reason of the mess that we were in. The reason of everything hence the reason of my living.

"Hi!" He waved. He seemed happy as usual. Our bright and weird V.

Nothing had changed for him... as if he wasn't going away. That's what I like about him, he always does he own things not caring about others remarks.

He knows how to live life.

I sat up, brushing away that tear. My room was the same, no one had touched it, no one can.

I looked up at V, he was smiling. Seeing him happy makes me glad too.

"What?" I questioned. He grinned widely.

"Mark's making the meal! Let's go!" He grabbed my wrist and exited my room in inhuman speed.

He let go as stood outside my room. We stood behind the railing surrounding the second floor. The corridor was in a shape of a circle, our rooms were distributed all around it.

The other members then exited their rooms and stood behind their portion of the railing. We glanced down and saw Mark chopping some vegetable while Ally was helping him boil water on a stove.

I smiled, I've also loved Mark's cooking but we hardly used to eat them since he used to pack us blood in the fridge and he was pretty much busy most of the time.

I saw Jimmy staring at me from the opposite direction. A grin was pulled up his face, I knew this grin too well.

"The one who gets the there last, is a cow!" I yelled, running up the walls to reach the ceiling.

"You won't win this time!" He shouted, as he did the same. We both dashed towards the chandelier but as expected I got there first.

"Yah! Unfair! You got long legs!" He whined. I teased him.

"Cow! Moo~" I imitated, he frowned. I laughed.

All these memories, our special chandelier games, all those moments we've spent together will be always cherished by me.

I will never forget it. Never.

We continued goofing around, the others were already at the living room. As usual Kayne helped Mark cook.

"Gotcha!" Jimmy tackled me onto the ceiling, flat.

The roof vibrated and the chandelier moved also. A crystal from there started to loosen from the impact.