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Return to Damnation
Thanks you to both my editors!!!!
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Serena found him lying on the couch of her old apartment living room. His dark hair was in a terrible state of disarray, but other then that, he looked like perfection.
He was sleeping. How strange for a vampire to sleep at night, near an open window. A window that only a few hours from now would let the sunlight in. If he slept until sunrise his perfect features would surely be burned.
Serena was back for good. She was standing in her old apartment living room looking at her sire. Seven months ago, she would have told you she would chose death before becoming a vampire. Now that she had become a vampire, and spent several months figuring out where to go from here, she decided that she didn't mind it. In fact, she even enjoyed it. Where her in her old life she had lost hope and a reason to live, she now had a new strength and purpose. She also had found love.
She had this chance to set things right with Darien, to apologize for leaving him that night. It would probably take eternity to do it. That wasn't a problem because she had that long. Not letting him explain things to her and take care of her when she was so extremely vulnerable, she need to fix that too.
She had needed to be taken care of, but she had run away. From a person she knew loved her, and hopefully would always love her, in spite of what she had become.
For a while, she just sat down on the couch next to him and brushed some of his hair away from his beautiful face. Over the long months, vishe had realized a few things. Mainly that this vampire, this man, loved her truly and deeply. He saved her from death by turning her into the beautiful creature she was now. Then he stayed with her while she turned; he took care of her. Not that she remembered much about turning, bits and pieces mostly, but she remembered his face. Remembered being held down when she felt her body was being torn to pieces. Remember the look of concern as she cried out, and the comfort he provided just by being there for her.
With these thoughts, she ran her hands slowly over his features. He slept on, not even knowing she had returned. Slowly she traced the line of Darien's jaw with her index finger, watching as him smiled in his sleep.
Darien started to shift on the couch and Serena knew he would wake up soon, she placed a kiss on his forehead and headed for the door. She had written a note earlier that she placed in his hand before she left.
Seven months ago to find herself, and all she had managed to find was that her heart was here with this man. But before she could tell him, before she could come back to him, she needed to settle one thing. She needed to give her friends closure. She wasn't sure if she could tell them what she had become. Maybe she would fake a suicide note and have it "found" near one of their houses. She couldn't be sure.
Before she started a new life, the life of the undead, she needed to sever all ties with the living. Meaning leaving her best friends behind.
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The Note
Darien,
I've got one last thing to settle and then I'm coming back to you. That is if you still want me.
Love,
Serena