Giving into the charm (A Vampire Academy Fanfic)

Chapter 3

DPOV
Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, my mind was spinning a million miles a minute. Right and wrong, duty and emotion, desire and denial were warring within me. I had no clue which path to chose. That damned charm had opened up Pandora's box. There were so many options, so many choices with so many potential outcomes and repercussions.

Both questions I asked had received an answer which sent my brain into overdrive again. The woman eventually walked off and I watched after her with my mind still spinning. It was wrong, illegal, to have her, to be with her. But it was also wrong to hurt her, and I'd done it at least one. I already held her innocence, she had spoken straight to my soul when she'd told me it was her saying yes- not the charm- and I could feel the truth of her words. I held her and god knew it felt so right to be with her, because I was safe and complete when around her despite being totally vulnerable.

If I let my emotions out, let her in, I would protect her, she would come first. If nothing else that charm had shown me she already came first. She meant the world to me. I couldn't stand seeing her in pain, and knowing I'd caused it once had my guilt levels at an all time high. The woman was my safe haven when I let myself feel around- and for- her. Her pure energy, hope and optimism lit up my moods. Her understanding of duty, her willingness to do anything to protect her Moroi were awe-inspiring.

She'd chosen me, put me first, put me above her deep-set sense of duty. I'd done the same. In all reality, she truly was more important to me than duty. I had chosen to take her, to give her me. I, too, had overpowered the magic. The second I had heard those three words, the second I realised that was exactly how I felt for her too, was the second I overcame magic.

She was in no way 'easy'. She had a flirtatious facade? Sure. But let anyone in emotionally enough for more than her top being peeled off? No. She hardly let anyone in. I held her because she trusted me, because she loved me, because she put me first.

She was my soulmate. I loved her and she came first. We'd find a way to make it work. We'd find a way hide. We'd find a way balance duty and desire because denial couldn't be allowed to come into the equation when all the woman wanted to do was live. She'd nearly died in that crash, and to think of a life without her was impossible. She had to be in my life because she was meant to be. I almost lost my soulmate before finding her so I couldn't hurt her by shutting her out.

I made my decision and found my peace with it. She was worth the risk. She was mine and she was worth the risk because I loved her. This year was about the get even more interesting. Taking the back ways, I found my way to my soulmate's dorm and silently opened her door using my spare copy of her key.