Tears of Blood for a Lost Angel
He was running through the woods, running for is life…her life. Her was all for him, without her there wasn't life—or existence— there was only darkness.
He was running trough shadows and blackness and only a thought was in his mind " If he couldn't save her…"
Then, abruptly , the woods ended and he was standing in a meadow . The moon was casting her silver light on the clear , radiating a soft glow over trees, rocks and flowers
He had a dead heart but if it was live it would beat faster and faster, thrashing in is rib cage as an trapped animal.
In that moment… he saw her laying on the green and silver grass .
He was here, watching her pale skin glimmer with the moonlight. A dark pool spreading around her…blood who also stained her white dress. Her lovely was scratched and smeared with blood, her body was cold and rigid an her eyes were glazed and staring unseeingly and the stars
He took her body in his arms, he was too late …too late for save the only thing who mattered
Her body had lost all the warm, she wouldn't speak to him anymore, she wouldn't look at him with her marvellous blue eyed or smile while saying " I love you" . She loved him even if he was a monster she-- was lost , lost beyond his reach
Slowly his finger traced the outline of her jaw, then of her lips cold but even in death so delicious
He closed his eyes and kissed her saying goodnight to his angel, saying goodbye to heir love torn apart by a ruthless destiny. And while he cried bloody tears for her, he said goodbye to a part of himself . Because with his lover the vampire who could love, who had a heart, was gone too . The only thing remaining was the beast , the beast who will live only for the search of revenge and then will join to his other half, his soulmate . Even if she'll be in the heavens and his in hell ..his heart was and always will be with the person he loved , with is lost angel.
Oh this is my first short story—a very short one--. I call it a "view" because is a "experiment" , a scene who come in my mind while I was listening a song, and which keep buzzing in my brain until I wrote it . So here I am, with this strange thing—and with the hope that you enjoyed it a little. If you liked it –maybe in the next future I'll write more—I'll make this a story a bit more long. All right I stop babbling …
Kiss