𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐒
The bright and shining girl that was named Astraea found her way into the world on March 19th, 1988. Her birthplace being none other than Volterra, Italy, the up and comin...
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Caius' POV
The light that had once filled my human eyes, those emerald green eyes, was lost so long ago. No matter how many times I came back to see what had happened to our home, all I saw were the same burned remains of the house I had tried to go back to. I should have killed him for what he did to me, but how was I supposed to know that tearing him apart wouldn't be enough to rid him from the universe?
Pain had been what made me, and it was what stayed with me throughout all of these years.
Even if I knew I could have hurt them, I needed to tell them that I loved them. I tried. I tried so hard, but it was too late. The house had burned down in a fire. If they did survive the fire, they clearly moved away. No signs of my family's old life lingered after a decade of life, washed away like Cain's body parts in the ocean.
It wasn't like I didn't want to spend more time with everyone. There was nothing more that I would dream for than having the bonds that my coven has with each other. Attachments were almost impossible for me to form. I couldn't let myself be hurt like that again.
I was not weak and I would never be weak again.
"Give her a chance, Caius," pulled out of my thoughts by none other than my best friend and 'wife', Athenodora walked over to me with her own form of grace. "That is the first step you must take. It will always be the first step. Stop avoiding your mate and give her your attention. It is not fair for either of you to be doing this."
Screw you, Athenodora. I hate that you're always right. "You gave me a chance, did you not? Someone who is not your mate. I do not want to have to push you together like I had to with Aro and Marcus. We will not have that part of our history repeat itself."
"History..." I trail off.
"Don't do this to yourself, Caius," Athenodora pleads, "You don't have to hurt yourself like this. You aren't going to ruin her or taint her."
Feeling myself start to get upset, I stand up, ready to leave the room. "I'm going-"
"Please, Caius, don't do this. Stay with us. Let her in," Taking in a deep breath, I let out a sad chuckle before looking right at her. "Let her in, Caius."
"That's the problem, Dora, I don't know how to."
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Killing myself from the inside wasn't what I wanted, but it was what I had done. Stuck immortally heartbroken in some way, my body stopped functioning, paralyzed just like when he stole my humanity.
I hadn't even been able to pull myself onto the bed, just falling to the floor. My legs frozen together, all I could do was look at the door while I waited for my heartache to pass.
