Vampire queen

Chapter 11

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We just kept walking and things looked familiar but I can't figure out where he is taking me. "Where are we going?" I asked getting a little impatient. 

"Here. This is it. Emily and I used to come here when we were kids. The people who owned the house would let us swim in this pond. It was really her safe place from her shitty home life." Kyle explained as he was focused on the sunset. I remained quiet as I remembered this place. We spent everyday of a summer here. We would jump off the dock for hours seeing who could make a bigger splash. I never won.  I go and sit at the edge of the deck, take my shoes off, and dip my toes in the familiar pond water. Kyle moves to sit down next to me. "I come here sometimes because it is easier to remember her this way rather than in the ground." He says. I have to fight back the tears that are trying to form in my eyes. Kyle is trying hard to grieve but he can't move on. Yet I am sitting here trying to force myself back into a life as a different person. "We came here until we turned fifteen. She got a job as soon as she could and worked as much as possible. It took me awhile to put together why she was working so hard. After she died I realized why. She was saving up as much money as she could so that her and her little brother, Jamie, could leave town. She isn't here to take care of him anymore but I'm still here. I will do what I have to." He explained to me everything I never noticed he pieced together. "Tell me about her." I say in desperate need of hearing who I was. A small smile spread across his face. 

"She was amazing. She was strong, independent, shy, smart, and kind. She was beautiful. She had this smile that could light up a whole room. She walked through a crowd like nothing was ever going to hurt her and I couldn't protect her." 

"Maybe she didn't need saving." I tell him not realizing he was beating himself over my loss. 

"You don't understand. You weren't there. You didn't see her limp helpless in my arms as she said my name all weak. I still have nightmares about it." The pain in his voice hurts me to hear. 

"It wasn't your fault. There was only so much that you could do. She would have understood that. She wouldn't want you to spend the rest of your life beating yourself up over something that you couldn't stop. She would have wanted you to move on with your life and not let the loss of hers hold you back from getting everything you wanted in life. Things that she didn't get the chance to take for herself." I believe these words that come out of my mouth but I conflicted with the thought that it might mean he won't talk to the new me anymore. 

"How would you know? You didn't know her." He said. I could hear he was holding back tears. He was trying to be strong. 

"I don't know if that was exactly what she would say, but I know that if was me that is what I would want for the person I cared so much for." I say looking him in the eyes. His beautiful hazel eyes. "Did you love her?" the words came spilling out of my mouth before I could stop them. 

"Yeah, I did. I don't think she ever noticed. Thats Kind of how she was. She never though anyone ever noticed her, but she was wrong. Everyone noticed her. She was beautiful. I wish I wouldn't have been so scared of losing her by telling her how I felt and now I will never get that chance." As he confessed his love tears slowly fell down his face. He was right I never did realized he saw me as more than a friend. I just don't know if I felt the same. I never got the chance to think about it like that. 

"You remind me of her." My head shot up from looking at the water to his face. The tears were drying now but I knew his eyes were still glistening with tears. "You walk through the halls the same as she used too, as though nothing can ever hurt you. Your smile is the same. Even your frame is the same as her's was. The only thing that feels different is the color of your hair and the color of your eyes. Being here with you makes me feel like I'm here with her." he confesses to me with a small smile so I know he is going to be okay. I took his hand to comfort him and gave him a small smile. 

Next thing I know his lips, soft lips, are on mine. I pull away as fast as I could with out even thinking about how it might hurt him. I scrabbled to my feet as fast as I could and started walking away. I could hear him yelling my name as I walked away.