Nathaniel.
Tears sprang into my eyes, cascading down my pale face. The sky was hanging over me miserably, the full moon glowing behind mists of clouds creating an iridescent glow on the darker than jet black night.
I stumbled into the cemetery aimlessly. Aimlessly. Because I dont plan on making it out of here tonight. I loved him. And I came here tonight, to say it to his grave.
Nathaniel.Dont leave me.
My shoulders shook in desperation as I limped my way through the cemetery. When finally my knees gave in and I was too emotionally weak to pick myself up. More tears flowed down my cheeks as I made the effort along the wet grass towards his grave. His grave.
Nathaniel.
My clouded eyes met a familiar bunch of roses. Just how you like them. Red. Vermillion red. I remember you telling me youd like to be buried in a thousand red roses. They were wilted now. Long since gone. Just like you. My eyes continued up the tombstone. My vision was getting less and less focused as hot tears clouded my vision. I blinked away the tears and saw your name carved perfectly on the tombstone as those tears continued to flow freely. And Ill do what I came here to do.
Would I die for love tonight?
But my love for you is not enough to bring you back. Would I die for love tonight? My head was hurting I couldnt think straight. I have to be with you. I just want to be in your arms tonight. One more chance to be with you for eternity. But theres no chance Nathaniel.
I love you.
I felt something brush up against my back, sending a shiver down my spine. Cold wind blew past my skin, feeding my paranoia of thinking unknown company is near. But something was here. I could feel its undead presence closing the distance between us. It was then a shadow loomed over me. Frightened and curious, I looked up.
"Na...Nathan."
"Shh..." He put a finger to my lips before kneeling down on the ground close to me. It cant be him. Im going mental.
"I wont leave you" I didnt even know how close he was to me. How real he felt. He edged closer, closing the distance between us. Tears continued to flow freely down my face.
"I love you" I managed to whisper. We were too close now for this to be just a dream. No one wake me up.
His lips brushed against my skin. Lingering.
"I love you too"
I screamed as razor sharp fangs pierced through my neck. Throbbing pain convulsed through my veins, and it was a while till I realized what was happening to me. I was dieing. I struggled against Nathaniels tight grip. I started pushing him away with the energy I had left but to not prevail. He was killing me.
"Stop! Please!"
He bit deeper. "Would you die for love tonight?" He said through the skin he was holding on. He started shaking and I realized he was crying. Would I die for love tonight? Would I die for Nathaniel?
I stopped struggling. I had given up. This was my answer. I grew limp in his arms as the world spun around me and began to darken. And I heard his famous last words.
"Because I died for you..."
***
I woke up panting, beads of sweat tracing my forehead. Nathaniel. Ive been thinking too much about him. So much that even when Im not awake I think of him. I loved him and he loved me. Hes gone now. Forget him. Till death do we part.
I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. Ceiling. Check. My own bed. Check. Sun. Check. Late for school again. Dammit.
I groaned and rolled off my cozy bed before stalking off to get ready for school. Pfft. So I can get shunned by the preppy-hair-flicking posse and the overly muscular jocks on testosterone pills?
What am I to them? The less than average 17 year old who society deems her as the lonely, weird, nerdy bitch...but I do have a name excuse me. Chiara Evans. Pronounced with a K. And this is about sums up my life: go to school, get good grades, get a profession as some lawyer and retire in a $6 billion penthouse. I didnt use to be like this. But ever since Nathaniel...
And today will be no different for me. Another hell of a day at school. But my soft spot here today tells me I have a feeling somethings different. Like somethings gonna change. Impending doom? Maybe. Maybe not. I dont know what it is but. But something told me today, everything will change. For better or for worse.
pic of Chiara...well sorta...i couldn't find a better one!
Princess of the Damned :: [A Vampire Romance] :: O-n-e
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