Crimson Love

Chapter Eighteen

Ellie's POV

It was finally Friday. The day to start the weekend. My mood though still grim was beginning to shape up, just as my mom said it would.

Xander had finally returned to school. He must still be grieving from the loss of him mom. It must be horrible to lose a parent. Of course I could never relate because I had both of my parents home and healthy.

During class he seemed to look my way once in a while, but as soon as I would look at him he would look the other way. He was acting so childish. I really missed him, and by the look on his face I am pretty sure he knew that already. His expressions betrayed how he said he felt.

On my way home from school he didn't follow me which was surprising. I decided to take the longer way home and walked onto another path. Halfway through I noticed the path was blocked by one large log.

I think I could easily scale it, I climbed over it. I was almost down when I slipped and fell, scraping my knee against the tree.

I fell to the ground, landing on my butt. I moaned in pain not only from my scrape but my now probably bruised butt. I chuckled at my clumsiness, and rubbed the blood from my kneecap. Ripped jeans were not very helpful, but they were stylish.

The bushes next to me rustled slowly, and I stood up grabbing a stick and holding it like a baseball bat or maybe a sword. I was prepared for anything to come out of there, unless it was Michael, in which case I was probably dead.

After a few seconds, I saw someone step out in which I tried swinging the stick I was holding. The figure grabbed the stick before it hit them, holding my hands above my head. I stood wide eyed and defenseless as I realized it was only Xander.

"Ugh, you scared the shit out of me!" I yelled at him. "

"Sorry. I just smelled your blood and wanted to make sure you were okay," He stated, pointing to my knee.

"I'm fine," I growled, stealing my stick back from him. Like he even cares.

"I never said I didn't care Ellie," Xander said sternly, yet hurt.

"Well you act like you don't!" I said beginning to walk the other way.

"Ellie wait," He said trying to grab my shoulder in which I brushed him off and kept walking, talking as I did so.

"Don't Xander! You have already done enough! You don't want to be with me that's fine! I don't care anymore either! You say you want to breakup and then you constantly watch me as a reminder that I can't have you! That you're gone!" I said ranting at him. My filter was disappearing.

"You're a constant reminder of something we used to be! And you left me because you didn't want to see me hurt! Well Xander I get hurt from things other than vampires! Did you ever think that vampires made my life better too!? I have Caroline and I had you! But. . ." I trailed off beginning to tear up. What is wrong with me!?

"Ellie," Xander said, trying to turn me towards him.

"Don't, Xander. Just leave me–"

Before I could even finish my sentence, Xander had me pressed up against a tree. I tried to open my mouth but he placed his lips on my sealing us in a kiss.

Warmth coursed through me, the warmth I had missed. I felt alive after being dead for so long. He stared into my eyes as we caught our breath. I stared at him so confused. He cupped my face with his, and kissed me below my ear.

"I'm sorry, Ellie. I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything I said." He told me whispering into my ear.

"I've missed you so much. So so much. I can't lose you, but that doesn't mean I can't have you either." He whispered, kissing me again.