Chapter eighteen
Alec's P.O.V.
I wasn't a horrible person. Honestly, I'm not. People just hate me.
I think I draw hate to myself. I'm too troublesome for my own good.
Lauren seemed to agree with the part about hate. She disagreed about the horrible person part.
"Was I just a toy in your game? Obviously, you never REALLY loved me. You said you did, even when I was human, I was under the impression that you wanted us to be together forever. Was I wrong? Or were you just an...asshole?" She was pacing back and forth from me now. She was infuriated.
"NO!" I gasped. I was appalled she would think that. I loved her. I DID! Just, things got complicated as she was turning. I realized that I didn't love her anymore.
"Then WHY?" She demanded.
"Because..." I had to be careful with my words. There was no telling how she would react. "I fell out of love with you while you were turning." I hung my head, ashamed. As if it were MY fault.
She staggered. "But...how? that's not possible!" She gasped.
"I don't know..." I lied. I did know. I knew EXACTLY what happened.
Thankfully, she bought it. "So, let's see. You turn me, fall out of love with me, then half a century later, turn another poor girl?"
I nodded. Once she said it like that, It sounded so cowardly. I AM a horrible person.
But she only knew half of it. She didn't know about how I left Tessa too.
"So, you two are living happily ever after?"
I laughed darkly. "Up until this moment, it was sort of like that."
This seemed to hurt her deeply, I regretted it instantly. I didn't want to hurt her like this. Especially since she was dangling a stake over my heart.
"Good. Then it will make it more painful for both of you, when I kill you." She grinned evilly.
If my heart was still alive, I'm sure it would be beating frantically against my chest. "Lauren, I'm BEGGING you."
She frowned. "You're scared? That's certainly not how I remember you..."
I shook my head. "I'm not scared for myself. I don't want to leave Tessa." I hung my head. I couldn't leave her again. She wouldn't handle it well, for the short time I've known her...she seemed eccentric. She would do something insane if I was dead. Things I didn't even want to THINK about her doing.
"Ha. Like I care about her." Lauren scoffed.
I struggled in my chair begging her. "Lauren, please. If not for me, for yourself and Tessa."
She raised an eyebrow, and stared at me. "Why would not killing you help me?"
"Because, do you remember how you felt when you thought I was dead?" this was a low blow, and I know it because Lauren winced. "That is how Tessa will feel for the rest of her existence. Do you really wish to inflict that kind of pain on someone?"
Lauren paused for a moment, and I finally thought I had gotten to her weak point. But when she raised her head so I could see her face, she had the most horrible, scary face I have ever seen. She stalked over to me. "If you think, I am the same trusting, caring, gullible little girl that you left...you are dead wrong."
She flew to the desk, picked up the pencil, and jumped back over to me. I tried my hardest not to scream as she scraped it down my face. I smelled blood. My own blood.
When she finally stopped, I stared up at her in horror. "What happened to you?"
She turned away from me. "You happened. Vincent happened. LIFE happened."
She faced me again, "I am done with you. You can go now." And with that, she shoved her crude stake into my stomach.
This couldn't kill a vampire, but it was as painful as a sharp knife in a human's stomach. I cringed, and clutched at my stomach, the pain horrible.
When I looked up to find Lauren, my hands and feet were untied, and she was gone.
