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Vampire Romance 5

"Alex?!"

I rushed over and helped him to his feet, feeling panicked. All the color had drained from his already normally pale face, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. His eyes were filled with fear and pain as they met my own, his hands clutching my sleeves tightly.

"Bel... don't leave me. Please." He was nearly inaudible, but my superhuman hearing could still pick up his words.

"I'm right here. What's going on?" He looked very similar to his episode on my wedding night. Is he shifting again to his previous personality, becoming more reasonable? Will Chelsea change back as well? Why does this keep happening?

He let out a laugh, but it was an agonized sound. "Liar. You say you're right here, but you're not, not really... "

Confused, I tried to interrupt him. "What are you...?"

"You were supposed to stay by me. No matter what. We were meant to be together... but instead you ran in the opposite direction, throwing everything away." He clutched his head, backing out of my grip as he swayed on his feet. "It's all his fault! Once you met him..."

"Him? Do you mean Liam?"

Alex's eyes filled with tears. "I hate him. And you know what? Some days I think I might hate you too." He groaned. "It might have been easier if I could easily hate you. "

"..." I didn't know what to say. His eyes had changed, not the obsessed, selfish look from before. Not even the calm steady gaze he had had when I first met him in this world. It was... deeper. As if thousands of years of emotions had slowly smoothed out over time, leaving nothing but a calm, patient surface.

His eyes made me nervous.

He laughed again at my expression. "Avoiding me again, Bel? You never understood me. You are so selfish. You always want to run. You'll never forgive me for sending you away. Even after I explained why I had to do it."

"Alex..."

"NO!" He snapped, staring at me intently. "Not Alex. I'm tired of these games, Bel. I'm tired of being trapped on the sidelines while you happily role-play without memories in these lower realms with him." He stepped closer, his atmosphere threatening. "Aren't you tired of traveling? Tired of struggling? Can't you just accept your fate?"

I felt a headache pounding at my temples, my vision blurring at the edges. Who is Alex really? Is he a traveler like Liam and me? Does he know who I am? What have I forgotten?

You must accept your fate.

"HELP!" Before I could answer him, a terrified scream rang out from the room behind me.

"Chelsea!"

Pushing Alex away, I opened the door behind me, rushing inside.

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Chelsea was now unconscious, stretched out on a chair next to a dark-clothed man wearing a bronze mask, similar to the men who attacked us before. He had set up a needle in one arm, blood draining through a tube into a glass flask. In the other arm, the masked man injected a black medication, his crazed eyes staring intently at the girl with his actions.

"Get away from her!" I picked up a chair in the room and threw it across the room. It struck him in the side, knocking him to the ground. The medication vial fell to the ground with a loud crash, dispersing the black contents into a large puddle, while the needle in her arm on the other side dripped blood. The smell made me sick, but holding my breath, I pulled the tubing out, holding pressure on her arm to stop the bleeding. She had passed out, but did not appear to have any other injuries. I let out a sigh of relief.