The King, The Enemy, and the Wars[Sequel to The Slayer]

Chapter 36

"Yes, that was him in flesh and all it's glory," I said a bit defensively.

"Hey, I was just asking. Anyways Jason told me to wait up for you, he is in bed," Blade stated.

"At this hour?" I questioned.

"Yes, he thinks he is coming down with something," Blade said before leaving.

                The next morning I awoke from Jason's coughing. Groggily I got out of bed and headed downstairs and saw Jason having a coughing fit as he tried to make tea. I made him sit down and grabbed the kettle and made his tea for him. Blade came down and told me he was going to be leaving soon since I seemed to have the situation under control.

"Alright, when are you leaving?" I asked as I grabbed Jason a cough drop.

"I'll be gone by the time you get home from school on Monday," Blade said flatly and walked out of the room.

"Violet," Jason said before coughing, "how is the werewolf thing," Jason paused to cough, "going? Is Bruce helping?" Jason finished and cleared his throat.

"Bruce is helping, and it's going slowly, but it's going alright," I explained.

"You got a letter in the mail from two colleges," Jason said pointing to across the room to the coffee maker where I saw the pile of mail.

"Thank you," I said as I slowly walked over, not wanting to face rejection if that was what awaited me.

                I saw one big letter and one small which meant I got into one of the schools and not the other. I picked up the small letter first and it was a rejection from Skidmore, which I wasn't too disappointed about. Grabbing the big letter, it was from Fairfield University. I opened it and read the letter and smiled knowing I had a place to go in the fall, even if it wasn't my first choice.

"What's it say?"

"I got into Fairfield University but not Skidmore, but that's alright," I said with a soft smile before Jason started coughing again.

"Let me take your temperature," I said as I placed the letters down and opened the drawer beneath the coffee maker, and searched for the thermometer. Finding it, I went over to Jason and stuck it in his mouth. When it beeped it read 101 and Jason was not thrilled to be sick.

"You need rest, lots of water, and tea and cough drops. So please just do as I say or you will get worse," I stated and Jason snickered before getting up to go back to bed.

                Rolling my eyes at him as he left, I grabbed my homework and trudged through it until I got a text from Luke asking if we could talk. I ignored it, because that is what I had to do. Seeing him and talking to him is still painful. I understood that he was going through a tough time, but breaking up with me wasn't the answer. Within a half hour of the first text he sent another text and by this time I just wasn't in the mood to deal with him. Grabbing my vial of wolfsbane, I left the house, leaving my cell phone at the house and taking Jason's.   I grabbed my bike and rode into downtown and kept riding. I needed to blow off some steam.  It was soon the afternoon when I finally rode back to the house. When I got home I showered and made Jason some more tea and some food. Once Jason fell asleep I heard the doorbell and looked out of the window in Jason's room to see Luke's car in the driveway. Taking a deep breath I composed myself before I went to answer the door.

"Hey, I've been texting you, where have you been?" Luke asked.

"Out, all day, on my bike," I stated.

"Oh, well we need to talk," Luke said.

"You are so right Luke, we need to talk," I said as I waved my arm motioning for him to come in.

                Once in the kitchen Luke took a seat and made himself comfortable. There was some awkward silence before I decided to speak.

"Luke, I never wanted to break up with you, I just told you that because that's what I knew you wanted, and I didn’t want you to know that you hurt me. And I only knew because I went to your house to see that girl's car in your driveway! And then I decided to spy on you to see what the hell was going on, and when I heard it all I was hurt and confused, and I knew I couldn’t let you know you hurt me. So please, I don't know what the hell happened to us, so please, explain!" I said in one breath as tears formed in my eyes so I turned my back to him.

"Violet," Luke said getting up.

"Sit!" I demanded and heard him sit.

"Violet, I never meant to hurt you, I love you dearly, but things weren't working, at least on my side. I know that you love me too, but your constant worrying about Andrew and always doing something with Vampires or your uncle, well it's tiring. I am not used to having my life be a drama all the time and I thought maybe, just maybe if I was there for you, then you would let go of it all. But you didn't. You kept worrying, and I just felt as if since you found out your uncle killed your parents, you have become even more on edge or just more focused on him and all that revolves around it. I know that you feel hurt by him, and you want your revenge, but revenge can consume you, and I just feel like there wasn't enough room in your life for me with your attention being in all those places," Luke explained.

"Well I am sorry, but I have to finish this thing with my uncle one way or another. And I will finish it. And I am not worrying about Andrew anymore, I realize that he can take care of himself, and if not, others will. I am sorry you felt that way," I said turning back to face him.

"Violet, please, if we can't be together don't shut me out of your life, I want to be friends always," Luke said looking me in the eyes.

"Give me time and it will happen, but I need time. And maybe with time all the drama will be sorted, and my attention can focus on what is truly important," I said looking down.

"With time, alright. I guess I will see you around," Luke said before leaving.

                And once he left heartache took over and I let myself cry.  Let myself have a real cry, where I didn’t care to be strong, I just needed to get my emotions out.

"Violet? Are you okay?" I heard Jason croak.

"I am fine, just go back to sleep," I called back to him.

                I rushed out the door and wanted to go back to the graveyard until I remembered the werewolf was there last time. So I just went outside to the edge of the yard towards the part that led to the forest, sat down and cried out my pain, my sorrows, my losses, and regrets. By the end of the cry I knew what I needed to do; I had to find Vlad and end this, I had to kill him or it would never stop. But I knew I couldn't kill him, I had to have someone else kill him, which was where Blade or Tim or someone like that would come into play. I also realized that I was always alone, and Luke was the first person that I let in, that I trusted to take care of me. And because he was the first I know why it hurt so much when he ended it, especially when he explained why he ended it. But I had come to accept what happened and knew I had to move on and be strong once again.