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“Liz, Liz honey can you hear me?” A worried voice broke through the black haze. “No, I can’t hear you. I think I’m deaf.” I replied, smiling. I opened my eyes to see Jessica, my cousin Neji’s werewolf girlfriend, standing over me with concern and slight amusement on her face. I was so filled with relief that it wasn’t Adam that it took me a moment to realize I was leaning against a tree. I struggled to my feet and as soon as I was up, Jessica tackle-hugged me. “I’m so, so, so, so sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! If had killed you I never would have forgiven myself!” She wailed. I just laughed and patted her head. “It’s fine, don’t worry. I’m not hurt.” She detached herself and sniffed, looking at me with tear-filled eyes. “Are you sure?” I nodded and she smiled with all traces of her tears gone. She sat down on a fallen tree and patted the spot next to her. After I sat down she asked, “So now that your health is out of the way, what’s up?” I sighed, “It’s a long story.” And I proceeded to tell her what had happen, from the prince’s arrival, to now. Jessica sat, wide-eyed, and her mouth was hanging open by the time I was finished. “Why does it hurt? Why does Brick care so much? We barely know each other!” Jessica shook her head, “Liz honey, Brick is a vampire. It doesn’t matter how long or little a time you’ve spent together. The reason you hurt is because you’ve felt the connection. I’m sorry sweetie, but you’re his mate.” I stared at her as her words tried to find a place in my mind. What happened next went like this. In-putting words… Processing words… Out-putting response. “WHAT!!!” I screamed, jumping up. “I’M HIS MATE? No there must be a mistake, I hate vampires and boys and princes! I can’t be his mate! I mean, I’m a genius, I would have figured it out!” I continued to rant for quite a while. After I finally stopped from lack of oxygen, Jessica pulled me back down and hugged me. I’m ashamed to admit I cried. But, in my defense, my world was pretty much falling apart. Everything I didn’t want to happen was happening. I was a vampire’s mate, a prince vampire too! So it’s not like I could say forget you and fly off. My abusive, obsessive ex-boyfriend was out of jail and has threatened me, and now I know I will never truly have a say in my future. So yes, I cried. Jessica held me the whole time as I cried for my lost freedom, peace of mind, and my aching, traitorous heart.

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