Drag Me To The Grave

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(Andys pov)
I could feel what little heart I have left crumble as Jake and CC lower Eva's coffin into the earth.

The cold air was filled with snowflakes.
I should have gotten to know her better, I rushed her, I rushed us, it's unbelievable how much I love her yet still I barely knew her.

I couldn't look away as the others began covering the coffin in dirt, our mate bond will forever be incomplete, I was markless after all.
Glancing at the white ground beneath me, I sat down and crossed my legs at the foot of her grave.

The others finished up, each of them patted me on the back and left without uttering a word.
The loss of a mate is soon followed by the spouses death, this fate is inevitable.

I left and headed home after a hour or so just staring at her grave.

(Five days later)
(CC's pov)
"Strap him down!" I ordered as I pinned andy to the wall and moved out of the way as the Ashley, Jake and jinx carried him to the other room.
"He's not going to last much longer" jinx spoke up
"he hasn't fed all week, these outbursts are killing him" jinx looked down at his feet
Before I could speak Ashley poker his head in the door " he's strapped down with chains and some silver, but it seems unnecessary, he's now to weak to move, talk or do anything. he doesn't have much time" Ashley had a pained look on his face, we where all helpless.

(Guess who, pov)
I opened my eyes to darkness and isolation.
I reached my hands out in front of me, a silky fabric brushed against my fingertips.
What the fuck is going on, where am I?
"you have got to be kidding me" I muttered to myself.
I kicked and punched my way through the roof of the coffin, dirt began falling on me, I dug my way up, clawing through the dirt.
The cold air and snow brushed against my face.
At least it's dark out.
I pulled myself free from the earth.
I'm in the middle of who the fuck knows, regardless of where I am, I know where I'm heading.

The snow crunched underneath my boots, with every step I was takin I felt myself getting stronger, I knew I was on the right path to andy.

Passing through a crowded town, I was being drawn closer and closer to what looked like a misplaced dirt road, I let my feet carry me as fast as they could, shoving my way through the crowd, and sped down the road, stopping at a gloomy house with bordered up windows, I'm home.

I ran through the door, sprinting up the stairs into Andy's room.

"He's dying in there!" Ashley screamed from the other room.
I didn't wast time in saying hello
I kicked the door open, finding andy strapped down, thrashing against his restraints causing the chains to tear into his flesh.
He's weak.
I climbed on top of andy, straddling him, he didn't recognise me as he pulled harder on his chains, moving closer trying to tear into my throat.
I crunched the chains in my hands, freeing his, his fingernails dug into my skin as I lowered my head to his.

His fangs tore mercilessly through his mark on my throat.
I snaked my hands around the back of andys neck, pushing his head closer into the crevice of my neck, making his fangs push deeper into me.

He needs this, he needs me

my I began to unbuckle and break apart the chains from around his torso, as he pulled apart the chains around his ankles.

Andys arms wrapped around my waist as he swung his legs over the side of the gurney (horrible, uncomfortable hospital bed) I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pressed us up against the wall.
Andy's fangs disappeared from my throat
"Don't ever leave me again" andy growled in my ear, I've never been so happy to hear his voice.

Within a instant, I had andy pressed against the wall, I nudged his head to the side, giving me access to his neck, I slipped my fangs into his delicate flesh, his blood poured into my mouth, subsiding the burning in my throat fangs left his throat, revealing a rose formed of triangles, just like mine, only andys had the initials E,B, my initials, Eva Blake, I glanced at the small mirror on the side, my mark also had initials A,B a smile crept upon my lips.
"We are now fully bonded as mates" andys words made my smile grow bigger, I felt his fingers entwine with mine

I'm home, I'm whole again

(Authors note!)
I'm finally getting into the swing of writing again and I'm also working on a motionless in white story too, so keep and eye out :3 I would also like to say a little thank you to the lovely andrea_official1 for some lovely support :3 rhirhi out (it's take out night!!!)

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