Okay 1st of all ignore all mistakes in this post as i am posting this from a cell. 2nd of all this may be last time i post for 2 weeks. Some one either post on behalf of my character or dont mention him at all. Well bye vampyres and hunters.
I shook my head. "No...I..." It was hard. no one could understand. I took a deep breath. "Tr-try to un-understand." I chocked "I-I fell in love wi-with a vampire...and when I tried to se-see him he told me he didn't care anymore..." I cried harder. It was a horrible betrayal. I had let myself be led on by a vampire. I couldn't look at Blair. He probably hated me. I tried to laugh at myself. "Yeah, I know it was stupid...but...he begged me to kill him...he told me he loved me...then he let me walk to my death. How wonderful is that? But I guess that's a vampire for ya. I should've known better." I was so mad. I hurt. I wanted to cry and scream at the same time. Bruises covered my body and I couldn't move. I just sat there starring at my cut hands, unsure of how Blair would react.
She hurt all over as she opened her eyes with truble. SHe was already healing but she needed help and more time to rest. She lay there unsure of what to do.
We've all been broken in some way. It's just how we express it that makes us dffrent form eachother.
“This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him only lacks a cover.” ~William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet
He took his arm from around her, staring a little. He wasn't angry at her, after all, this was the way half the vampires operated. Nonetheless, he couldn't quite understand how a hunter had fallen for it.
He shook his head with a sigh. There was no reason to be angry at her, or to hate her. After all, she'd seen that the vampire didn't care about her. "Yeah, that's a vampire for you all right, Serena. I know you're thinking I don't understand, and you're right, I don't. But I'm not angry at you, for what it's worth." He stood up, "But for now, we have to find the rest of the vampires from this den. They'll be wounded, and a wounded vampire is one that needs blood." Blair turned away, appearing to scan the rubble for any more survivors. She's not ready for more hunting yet, idiot. She needs help, and she needs someone with her to make sure they don't come back for her.
He cleared his throat, "Unless you're not ready yet. If you need some time to recover from..." he gestured around them, "All this, I'm fine staying here. We'll pick up the trail later."
He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt. - Yossarian, Catch-22
Wide-eyed stupid.
If you're gonna rule the world, you've gotta get up early! - Joel S. Dickens
I looked up at him. He was...so sweet. Here I was, a complete mess, and he was willing to stay behind. I wanted him to badly, but I hated taking him away from smething I knew he wanted to do. I wiped my eyes. "You can go ahead. i'l...I'll catch up with you later." that was sort of a lie. I was in pretty bad shape, and probably couldn't move if I wanted too, but I really didn't want to keep Blair from what he loved. I tried to smile, but I knew it didn't look right.
Brian sat up abruptly, but he groaned. I knew he was in pain. He may even have a concussion or fractured skull. I knew his shoulder blade had been cracked. That's why I had bound it securely before putting him in a sling.
"Where's Serena?" he coughed.
"I went back for her; she's with a Hunter named Blair. He's taking care of her."
He sighed, but didn't relax. He looked at me again, smiled faintly, and blushed a little. I cocked my head at that.
"Why are you blushing?"
"N-no reason."
I knew he was lying. Did he think I was pretty? Probably.
"Neglect not the gift that is in thee, which was given thee by prophecy, with the laying on of the hands of the presbytery." Timothy 4:14 KJV
I turned redder. She was just...she saved me. That was...I couldn't even describe the experience. I was so...in awe of this vampire tht would take the time to save me before anything else. I couldn't believe the feelings going through me. Not to mention she cared about my sister. I blushed, not able to even look upon her beauty.
Her hand was cold and smooth. It felt good on my hot skin. Her infectious giggle was so alluring. Her eyes shown with a brightness that I had not seen before. I tipped my chin down slightly kissing her fingertips and delighted by their feel against my lips. I blushed. "s-s-sorry." I stuttered.
I stared at him, fully amused. He was coming onto me but was embarassed about it! I smiled as I remembered one of his own quotes. "Liplocking with a bloodsucker!"
"What happened to your repulsion of vampires and humans kissing?"
He blushed even deeper.
"Neglect not the gift that is in thee, which was given thee by prophecy, with the laying on of the hands of the presbytery." Timothy 4:14 KJV
I could feel myself liking her. I had no idea why, but I knew I did. "That was before a vampire saved me." I teased lightly, smiling. I was so scared! She was probably not even interested. Since I wasz still wounded, I pulled her down to my lips and kissed her deeply, loving the feel of the cold contrasting against my hot, moist lips. I let go and blushed. "Sorry." I said again.
I watched him for a moment. There was just something about him...something I liked.
Ah, the hell with it. I repositioned myself against him, making sure I wouldn't hurt him. "Ascolti. Oh, sorry. English, not Italian. Listen. Don't apologize every time you make a move; it makes girls think your a wimp. Okay? And second, don't just dive in feverishly. Take it slow and gentle. Caress, not crush, her with your mouth. Like this."
I placed my lips against his again, then we kissed much deeper than before. This time, I blushed.
"Neglect not the gift that is in thee, which was given thee by prophecy, with the laying on of the hands of the presbytery." Timothy 4:14 KJV
I smiled. I took her hand and rubbed my fngers over it. I kissed it gently, softly. she was just so alluring. "Do you want to...go out with me?" I asked, practically holding my breath. She was...so dazzling. Especially when she blushed. it made her look so cute and innocent. I chuckled just because I loved the sight so much. I hoped that th answer would be yes.
He could see that she was far from ready to move, and so he simply sat down again, shaking his head, "No, you need help, and you're in no shape to defend yourself if they come back. I'm staying." He finished, glancing for a moment at her, both to gauge her reaction and just for the chance to take in her beauty. He could see that she wasn't too happy about keeping him from hunting, and he offered her a smile, "For the record, I've got no chance of catching up with the one I'm after today. Waiting for you won't make any difference, so I might as well. You could use the help." He dialled the hospital on his phone, asking them to send an ambulance out to them. The he looked over at her again, "How are we gonna explain this to the paramedics?"
He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt. - Yossarian, Catch-22
Wide-eyed stupid.
If you're gonna rule the world, you've gotta get up early! - Joel S. Dickens
We are not to simply bandage the wounds of victims beneath the wheels of injustice, we are to drive a spoke into the wheel itself. — Dietrich Bonhoeffer
