Bloody Rose

Ashton

"Keep reading Grigorescu." She urged on to hear more of this Michelangelo.

May 20th 1419

Ashton has killed half the town, even Dumitrescu. She has showed no self control.

We now all know that Michelangelo has turned her into a vampire. She's on a wild rampage she doesn't know how to control herself.

Enzo has not returned to see his daughter.

I've tried to help her but she won't listen. At least she hasn't killed my family. Secretly I think because she has a thing for my son, Roman. They have grown fond of each other before the sickness took over her.

Roman was quite broken as he sat home all day helping his mother. He was the only one in town that was not afraid of Ashton.

June 15th 1419

Roman is helping Ashton control herself. But he fears she is losing humanity. She is not the sweet girl we all once knew.

She harmed her own sister Zaria in the middle of the quad.

No one in town will kill her-"

"Okay thats enough." Ashton sat in the armchair and put her head in her hands.

"You dated my great grandfather?" Roman stared with huge eyes.

"He was handsome, charming, and sweet." She smiled. "I remember the day he helped me. Roman was never scared, and he had every reason to be i would never hurt him. He held my hand and looked me in the eye and said 'Ashton, I know you're good. You have love in your heart. You must stop killing. I believe you can.' And I did, but it didn't last for long. I fled the town and ended up in Florence." Ashton turned and looked at Roman. "Do you find yourself interested in me still?" She asked intrigued.

Roman stared at her green eyes, he found himself still drawn to her. He didn't care that she was a vampire. "Yes."

"I'm the Reaper. For the last six hundred years I have been killing innocent people."

"Ashton do you find yourself interested in me still? Despite the fact that you once loved my great grandfather hundreds of years ago?" He asked. She smirked.

"Yes."

"Gross he dated my sister." Mia scrunched up her face.

"Well that was long ago." Roman kept his eyes on Ashton. "Mia could you give us a minute?" He asked. She was gone in seconds.

Ashton stood up from her chair and ended up in front of Roman. "Kiss me idiot." She smiled. He stood and kissed her lips. It felt amazing, and right. Like they were meant to be.

"Okay can we go?" Mia asked from the front porch.

"Yeah, grab some books." Ashton bent down to get a handful of journals and headed to the car.

They ended up splitting. Roman went home while the girls went their own way. Ashton drove in silence with Mia. They had been driving all over town stalling. "Mia, you have to make a choice. Return home or come with me."

"I'll stay with you Ash."

"Great, I'll get us an apartment." Ashton smiled. She was happy that she found herself a friend.

Once Ashton returned home, she regretted it fully. Her mother sat in the living room of the big house waiting. She hadn't been home in a week and Vivian knew the nature of Ashton's absence.

As soon as Ashton's footsteps echoed down the hall she heard her mother's loud voice. "Ashton Anghelescu get in here right now." She ordered. Ashton did as told and arrived to see her mother. "Where have you been?"

"I am not a child anymore. I've murdered too many people to still be a child." She spat angrily.

"Do not keep secrets from me."

"You all are keeping secrets from me. You won't even tell me about myself. Elijah and Zaria have made a new friend and she is a witch. There has to be a reason we moved here yet no one will tell me. And I can't do what I want because I'm a reaper but everyone can tell me what to do." She scolded.

"I'm sorry."

"Yeah." Ashton turned and walked out. Vivian raised her hand and Ashton's body forcefully stopped. "What are you doing?" She snapped angrily.

"I need you to hold it together. There's been a murder in the town. The reverend. Is that you?"

"No, I haven't killed anyone yet. But I'm going to." Ashton moved at vampire speed out of the door.

Vivian sat in her chair hopelessly staring at the walls. With each year her daughter spiraled more and more out of control and she didn't know how to help her.