Kissed in the darkness

-Chapter 2-

I hope that was okay :) I think it will get more interesting. Love ya xx -Tay

Aria's POV-

In the churches attic I take the seat closest to the stain glass window. I love it here. It's my place. My place where the issues of the world are forgotten and can't reach me. It's so tranquil without bright lights- replaced by the warm and soothing glow of candlelight, without the nonsense being spoken, without the ravenous bloodthirsty strigoi and lurking monsters, my deamons, my burdens- all can't possibly reach me here. I hate some of the aspects of being a guardian like how not even in my safe place I can't get off edge, can't let my guard down. I'm always ready to whip out a stake and stab the first thing that startles me. I continue to close my eyes every time I come here to see if I can finally get some innocence back, some complete peace, but it never works nothing changes. Every time I close my eyes I see my mother being turned, my father murdering himself before he could be turned too and my sister saving me. I would have stopped everything if I could have...well maybe not my dad. I've always couldn't stand him. But my family were- not treasured Dhampirs but they were respected. I did avenge them though a stake through two of the strigoi hearts one burned and the other ended up missing a head.

Those burdens won't leave me not even in a church. I still think I'm seeing them. They even followed me to st Vladimir's I thought it would be through. I subconsciously run my finger over my wrist remembering the madness all of this had driven me to. That happened a year ago, and the four months I've been at vlad's nothing has changed well I'm not as depressed as I was. That battle also killed my best friends who trained beside me. And everyone here doesn't know why I always want to be alone...I wonder why?

I'm on the verge of peace when I hear the wooden flooring of the attic squeak, and I'm on guard again ready to pounce on the intruder. The door closes carefully and Christian Ozera raises his pale hands above his head

"Down Dhampir just me." I sigh audibly

"Never do that to a guardian you ass" in the warm glow I see his smile "why are you smiling?" He answers taking a couple of steps forward

"Oh, that's just because I was expecting you to insult me, out of all the things I've been called that's one of the nicest ones. And your insult are meant to physically hurt" we both laugh but I stop myself how does he manage to make me so relaxed?

"How about," I suggest "I try a more offensive one...let's see" I debate then say "hey hottie" I wink for effect he scoffs

"Ouch..." Our eyes meet again and I again feel that actual spreading warmth he tells me " how about you try Christian"

"Christian..." I echo "sound good." There's a moments pause where we just keep staring and smiling at each other "so Christian... Why are you here?"

"I like how the moon hits this spot" I sit back down

"Please you've never been in here before" he smirks

"And how would you know that?" He got me I applaud

"Congratulations you rendered the queen of insults and one liners speechless!"

"But seriously? How do you know that?" He presses I shrug leaning back into the plush chair

"I don't know, I guess it's just a...special place of mine"

"It is quite peaceful up here isn't it?" He comments not needing an answer

"I suppose," he raises and eyebrow, questioning, I subconsciously run my hand over the back of my neck where my marks are permanently inked into my skin "I just can't find peace as easy as I used to before my ... Uhh... My accomplishments" he looks down

"I'm sorry" when his eyes meet mine again I smile

"No need Christian, it's the life of a Dhampir".