Kidnapped By My Mate

Chapter Nine

-One Month Later-

*Ally's Pov*

I slumped against the door frame, letting the tears flow freely. So much has happened in the month that I have departed from Dylan. Everything that has happened has caused me so much misery, and I think I have lost all of my sanity.

I ran my hand across the spot on my neck, a mark that seemed so harmless, but changed me forever. Kyle had marked me, and told the world that I was his. All for what? To gain me or to gain what I was.

When I had my eighteenth birthday, I learned that I was a monster. Something so horrible that I dare not describe. A vampire. It was such a shock, and I never expected it. On the day of my birthday, I was becoming paralyzed with pain, and a horrible thirst that couldn't be quenched. Kyle, well, he new exactly what was happening, and yet he never thought once to give me a warning before it all went down. I was withering in pain for days, until I felt dead inside, and something just changed.

I began to thirst for something more than water that day, and made a mistake of my life. My first kill. A human crossing over the street, alone. I hadn't meant to kill her, but I was just so thirsty. I have become a monster! I had no idea that killing was such an instinct for me now. It's like I knew exactly what to do whenever I thirst. I had no trouble at all coaxing the woman. For me, it was easy, and now I find it on my mind, practically glued to my mind. I have became such a disappointment to myself, and such an animal that has to be stopped.

I haven't seen Dylan in so long, and his face now remains a blurry outline. I am no longer allowed to speak of him, mostly because Kyle thought that marking me would erase past memories of him. But it didn't, and I'm glad about that. If Kyle learns that  still remember Dylan, he will do something awful that he promised, but he won't tell me what it is. I learned that Dylan was my true mate, and how stupid I was to be so naive in the beginning. I still am! I am terrified of myself, of losing what little of my mind that I have left. I am horrified by Kyle, and I am scared of the power that he has, and what he can do.

I am letting the tears flow like Niagara Falls when I hear the front door open, and I hear Kyle's footsteps. He walks in to find me crying, and frowns with concern. He has black circles underneath his eyes, almost as if he hasn't slept for weeks. Bruises are visible on his arms, and he seems exhausted, both mentally, and physically. Probably another fight. He has been fighting with different packs now days, and he comes home with injuries, which of course heal very fast.

"Babe, are you okay?" he reaches out for me, and I hesitate.

Don't call me babe, I think and want to say, but I don't. I retort all the time to him like this in my mind, but I never get the guts to actually say something to him like this.

Instead, I allow him to wrap his arms around me tightly, and hug me even though the whole time I wished he would leave me alone.

"I'm fine," I reply in a monotone voice.

No, Im not. I've killed a poor human, who done nothing to me to deserve the pain. It makes me feel like a corrupted, soulless being to do such a thing. The guilt is weighing down my conscious, and I can no longer take the pain. It hurts to badly. I think that I can't breathe anymore, like a weight has sucked the air from my lungs. My heart pummels against my chest. Even though I am a vampire, it still beats. My heart now feels like it might explode from the anxiety I have been feeling.

"I want to be alone," I hint as I try to push him off of me.

I hate his filthy arms that wrap me up, I hate his touch. I hate the way he says he loves me, and the way he tries to be there for me. Most of all, I hate him. It doesn't matter if he has marked me to be my mate, and left an a painful scar, I feel nothing for him. He is no Dylan, whom I wish was beside me right now. Kyle can never love me like Dylan can. What if Dylan doesn't want me anymore because Kyle marked me? What will happen if rejects me because of all I went through?