The Other Side Of Him
Breathing slowly, in and out, her palm resting on his breast, she listens to his heart.
She feels the bitter taste of separation before her, waiting on the sunrise to behold them.
"Oh god" she thinks to herself. "Why did I do it? I swore I loved him enough to never hurt him"
Lying in the cool embrace of his arms, a single tear runs down her cheek.
She remembers it well. The burning ache in her throat when he kissed her. The fans in her mouth slowly descending until she couldn't control herself.
"Jared, Jared, you have to get out of here! Go now!" her insides tried to scream, but it was no use.
Standing in the darkness of the doorstep, she slides her mouth to his throat.
He cries out in pain for her to stop, but it's too late. The sweet taste of his blood, sending magnetic pluses through her body has won her internal battle. His vain is so sweet she can barely stand to let herself not drain him.
Under her strong fingertips, she feels the body slowly become non responsive. She freezes.
"Oh my god! What have I done to him? JARED? JARED! Oh god please don't leave me! I'm sorry!"
She starts weeping when she hears someone on the other side of the door.
The door creaks open, slowly, slowly opening his stranger to the danger ahead.
Quick thinking, she snatches the body into the trees, but she is too late. The small infant at the door sees the traces of blood from her father.
"I'm sorry Elena!" she whispers. "I didn't mean to! I thought I could stop myself." She drops the body and flees into the forest ahead. Elena cries behind to stop, but she keeps on running.
She stops at a tree and falls to her knees.
"OH GOD WHY THE HELL DO YOU LET THIS EVIL HAPPEN? HE WAS A TRUE AND HONEST MAN! HOW COULD YOU LET ME LIVE WHILE HE DIES!" weeping on the ground she thinks about life,
Love, Life, Passion. That was Jared.
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The window rattles bringing Jillian back to reality. Slowly she wipes the tears rolling down her cheek.
She feels his forehead to find that he may have a chance still. The transformation is almost done. But what will he think of me? The passion we once shared, almost revealing my secret to him, would it still be there?
A small groan emerges from the almost lifeless body
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