Obsessed

2 Years Later (The End)

There was a line at least a mile long wrapping around the corner of the book store that I was in.

It seemed to just keep growing, people coming from all over the nearby cities to get what the New York Times called the "Best Vampire Romance you can really sink your teeth into."

I thought that was kind of cheesy but whatever.

I sat behind the glossy wooden desk with piles of my book in front of me. Midnight Dreams. That's what I had finally decided on.

When I signed that contract a couple of years ago, I never really dreamed that it would get this far. The editing process, then the publishing took a little bit of time, so it was only released to the public about a year ago. Then we had to do the whole advertising thing, to get the word out so that people would know about it.

I had a few people emailing me, or hitting me up on social media, telling me how much they loved it and I was so very grateful to those people. Even when it was only a few, knowing that someone can love your work, something that you actually do, something that you poured your heart and soul into...that's everything.

Then, suddenly I would hear talk show hosts talking about it on the radio, or see a sign for it up in our local department store. I knew that the publicity was getting more widespan but it was still really weird and unnerving to see it displayed like that.

My words. My life. Of course to everyone else, it was all fiction.

A fantasy world that they could escape to, and that's exactly what I wanted when I first started the novel. To offer others the escape that reading my favorite books usually gave me.

Then it turned into an escape for myself from the crazy turn that my life had taken, a way to figure out my feelings for a moody vampire that wouldn't get out of my head.

"Nervous?" That deep raspy voice came from said moody vampire who stood behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders, leaning over to whisper the word into my ear.

I shivered, still affected by him just the same as I was the first time, three years ago.

I nodded a little, but turned my head to smile at him.

"Yes...but that's a good thing right? Let the nerves fuel my passion. I've got this."

My eyes dropped down to his lips as one corner turned up on that gorgeous mouth. "Damn right you do. I'm so proud of you. Get ready, here they come."

The doors opened and people flooded inside the book store, rushing to get to the desk first. I honestly wanted to bolt.

Why did they wanna see me? I still didn't get it. I wasn't anyone special.

I was just...me. Okay, so I was the half witch, half vampire rightful leader of the Witches. My One was a Council member, and all of my friends were vampires.

Even Kat. She had turned and I had helped her through the process with ease. It was like she had always been one.

I had finally taken my place on the board and with the Witches. It was a helluva learning curve but I thought I was doing okay. The witches were actually all really welcoming and helpful.

The vampire/witch relationship had never been better.

"Don't keep your fans waiting baby girl." Colby whispered, bringing me back to reality again.

I took a deep breath and smiled at all the people waiting, motioning my hand for them to start coming forwards. I signed so many books, and spoke to so many people. My hand started cramping and the faces were starting to swarm together leaving me unable to even tell people apart.

It was amazing. Utterly amazing. They would tell me how my book had helped them through a dark part in their life, or helped them escape from the monotonous feeling of every day life.

Some even told me that it helped them believe in love again...because if Zoe can find love after what she's been through then why can't they?

"Who should I make it out to?" I asked before looking up at the next person in line.

A familiar male voice spoke up.

"Destiny. Um. It's really nice to finally meet you."

My head shot up, just as I felt Colby's hand tighten on my shoulders. Jeff. My old boss from Nordstrom. 

They had wiped his memory.

"My girlfriend is in love with your book and I wanted to surprise her." He  rubbed his hair nervously.

Colby and I both were just staring at him without speaking.

"I mean...maybe just put something in there about me  being a good boyfriend." He laughed, his voice shaky.

Colby cleared his throat, and squeezed my shoulders again.

"Yeah, um, of course." I replied, looking back down at the book. "Destiny, not every man would wait in line this long. Be thankful for Jeff. He loves you. Love Chloe Daniels." I spoke aloud as I wrote.

I closed the book and passed it back to him, noticing that my hands were shaking a bit. I hadn't seen him since that terrifying night with Millie.

"Thanks. I really appreciate it so much. She's going to be so happy!" He looked like a little boy with so much joy in his eyes.

He actually did love this Destiny, whoever she was. I was happy for him.

It seemed like everything was finally right.

Mike and Lauren were still together, and the other guys had finally found happiness as well.

"Hi, who should I make it out to?" I asked, looking up to the next person in line.

A bubbly girl in her late teens maybe, platinum hair, and chains hanging down her jeans, smiled at me.

"Rissa, please. I'm in love with your story. Can you tell me where you got the idea from? It seems as if it's almost real."

I heard Colby's low chuckle and glanced at him, before smiling back at her.

"I don't really know. It just comes to me. I sit and I write."