Bloody Rose

Ashton

Michel.

There were a lot of things about him that would make any girl want to fall in love. He was handsome, had inhumanly good looks. His parents created quite an individual.

There was a burning desire to rip his clothes off and explore him. But I couldn't, I don't know why but I couldn't.

We were sitting on a cliff somewhere in conversation. He turned his gaze on me, those gorgeous eyes on me. "I should have never took your memory because now... You don't remember me."

"I try to remember but there are like 5 years of my life blank." I frowned looking at my feet dangling. He sighed.

"I'm not putting pressure on you but, let the curse take control. I want to be with you forever and ever. We can't be as one until you let your guard down."

Who said I wanted to be with him? Maybe that was rude of me to think but, I'm not sure if I love Michel. And I know I still love Roman and that won't go anywhere I'll always love him. I shouldn't be stressing this hard I'm Ashton!

"What are you thinking about?" He asked. I shook my head, waving him off.

"Where is my father?" I ask. I knew he had the answer because he averted his eyes. "Tell me." I pushed.

"He's a vampire..."

"Where is he?" I asked. He still avoided my gaze.

"I don't want you looking for him because he's a vampire hunter. He chose to become a vampire for the kill."

"I want to see my father-"

"It's a death wish! You will not see him Ashton. And I don't care what you say. You're vulnerable to him he can easily murder you. I will lock you up in my cellar until you give in." He said. I sighed staring down the cliff.

He must have really loved me, he cared so much about my safety. Where was he centuries ago? All those witches I've killed now look at me. It's too late for him to care.

"Well, how come you didn't just compel his existence out of my head?" I asked with a snarled tone. He turned and looked at me slowly.

I must have hurt his feelings. The look on his face was full of regret and sorry.

I stood and turned to leave. He grabbed my arm, yanking me turning me around. "Don't you dare walk away from me."

"Or what? You going to kill me? Torture me like you did my brother?" I tested. He stared at me with anger, sighing angrily.

"I won't hurt you, but I also won't tolerate how you're speaking to me." He said in a low voice. I yanked my arm from his grasp, staring at him the same way he was staring at me.

Michel didn't scare me, no one scared me.

"You don't understand how I feel about you. This is the curse."

I stared and him blankly, waiting to hear what's next. He took my hand, pulling me to him and held my face in his hand. He leaned down to kiss me.

What a kiss it was! I've never had a kiss this great. Electricity shot through us. I want more I wanted him. I couldn't get enough.