Dominic's POV
I open my eyes looking back at her tears rolling down my face. The despair is clear on all our faces our home that Michael built for us is broken. We were attacked, blinded and now America maybe the whole world knows what we are and we will be hunted down. Our faces will be every where, we are not safe anymore. Michael kept us hidden, safe away from hunters or anyone that would take our place where we don't have to look over our shoulders but it's too late for a safe home.
The bitterness rush in and it's harder then I though it would.
I pack the pain behind my tears holding it in but the more I try, the more like I'm drifting away.
It's been a two days since he is gone and we went in hiding, away from the city trying to let things die down until we plan the next move.
I look down at her sleeping form, her lips parted slightly, her body curled up to one side and her curls layed against the pillow. She's been worrying about me I know she has, she doesn't ask me to talk about it because for her she can't either.
I lay down next to her closing my eyes only to have my mind take me back to the moment when Luke was 12 and I was 14. He thought I was a hero, his hero that saves him from Lincoln. Out in the woods is where we could be whatever we wanted. After Lincoln takes me out from my punishment Luke and I and sometimes Chester would come down by the river. I would be beaten up, frighten of any movement and Luke would sit next to me just talking about anything. Talking about the day we would runaway from this and we would be strong enough to stand up to Lincoln. I would tell my baby brother Luke to never do what I have done but we both know we are both messed up in the head but he's less destructive then I am. He has more control of his anger and willingness to stop.
I got up and stare out of the small window into the dark surroundings of the forrest.
Was I meant to be made for this?
To lose my brother the one person that stood by my side, the person that would pull me back from my anger and wouldn't fear me even if I punch and scream at him because he punches back and scream louder to snap me out of it. I always let the darkness seep through the cracks letting it take over me but Luke doesn't. He pulls me together, he knock of senses onto me and break a few bones.
To lose Michael my guidence, the person I look up to as a father figure I wished to have. The person that never saw me for my crimes and sins but a sad lonely vampire that I was. He understood me before he even spoke to me and that type of quality Michael had helped me.
To lose my mother, the person who loved me unconditionally and sacrificed everything for me and made me forget the pain of losing her because she knew how hurt I would be.
I will lose Jessy, the love of my life, the woman that loves every bit of me the way I love every bit of her. The person who gives me the worst pain I have ever felt but also the best feeling and I would give up my last breath if I can save her from dying in 10 years. She's my person and I would rather die then not be with her.
I went out the house through the darkness stepping outside.
When Chester broke down like that when Jessy confirmed that Luke is gone I forced myself not to cry. I walked up to Chester and held my brother one of the strongest person I know break down and cry that he couldn't even stand up from the physical pain of losing him. The other half of him is gone and I don't know how to fix that.
It's cold outside my skin hitting the cool wind. I stare up to the sky breath in, breath out and I can't help but let it shake. My barefeet scraping the barks of wood and dirt.
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The Vampire
RomanceJessy Volkov is the girl next door, the nice girl that everybody likes but one day everything changes. Everything became a nightmare for her when she met Dominic the most powerful and first vampire family, but there is a twist in this story that wil...