I Belong To You
Trash and food wrappers, pizza boxes and empty beer cans littered the floor . The stale odor of cigarette smoke lingered in the air. A young woman sat at the foot of the warn-out sofa. Her eyes were puffy and red, her skin pasty and pallid, and her hair unwashed and matted in greasy clumps to her head. It's only been about three weeks since she'd gotten the invitation in the mail. She couldn't believe he was actually going to go through with it.
She brought another cigarette to her dried, cracked lips and lit it before stubbing the match on the once shining oak wood floor. She sucked in the smoke, letting it fill her lungs as a fresh wave of tears dripped from her eyes. What was she going to do now? Nothing. She would let him marry her and forever lose him. Who was she kidding? She had lost him the second she had said no.
Even though they had broken up just barely a year ago, he was already engaged. Why in the Hell did she think she could ever be over him? The second she'd read the invite, what was left of her weak heart had shattered. How could he? Did what they had mean anything to him? All this time, had she meant nothing? Stubbing out the cigarette, she screamed. How had it gotten this bad? She stood up and walked into her room. An old antique mirror fitted to her wall.
She stood in front of it and sighed. She looked worse than she thought. But she felt worse than she looked. She looked down at her feet, the nail polish was cracked and her toenails were getting dirty and long like her chipped black painted fingernails. How could she let herself get this way? She looked up at the mirror and groaned. How could Alexander do this?
She had only said no for now. She hadn't meant forever but, Alexander seemed to always take things too seriously. He seemed to think that she would never want to be his. Hadn't he known she loved him. Only him, always and forever. But now, he was marrying someone who could never truly love him. Raven turned from the mirror and pulled another cigarette out of its nearly empty carton.
Taking it between her lips, she lit it. Another one down, four more to go. She could picture his face perfectly before hearing the phone ring. She let it ring, not wishing to talk to anyone at this point. She would never find love again. There was noone to turn to. Noone, to save her. Now that he was gone. Raven sat against the couch and sucked in the smoke. Her throat was dry, she definitely needed a drink.
She stood again and walked over to the fridge. There on the freezer door was a small portrait of Alexander and herself. It was one of the many he had given her when they were together. She stared in an almost trance-like state before ripping in from the fridge and crumpling it into a little ball and tossing it into the nearby trash bin. She opened the fridge and sighed heavily. No more beer, just an opened can of ravioli, molding vegetables, and a two liter of flat soda. "Shit," she whispered, before pulling on a pair of sock and boots. It was summer so she didn't need a jacket, instead she pulled on an old Sick Puppies hoodie and walked out into the dimly lit hallway.
She hated to go out the way she was feeling but, it wasn't like anyone she knew lived in Hipsterville, since her Aunt Libby had moved with her new husband the year before. She walked past the beautiful painted faces and into the Hipsterville corner store. She pulled the hoodie over her greasy unwashed hair and sighed again.
She might as well also get herself another pack of cigarettes. She picked up a case of "Vampire's Blood" her favorite beer and dropped it onto the counter. "That'll be twenty bucks," said the guy at the counter. Raven dropped the money on the counter before asking for her usual pack of cigarettes.
After buying the twelve pack of beer, Raven lit another cigarette outside and walked past a couple of the usual townies. All sporting random band Metal band tees and combat boots, various colored converses and crazy colored hair and styles. She used to be like that once. But ever since she and her Dark Prince had split, she hadn't even felt the need to buy anything new or do anything new to her cropped black hair.
She walked to turn the corner when she accidentally bumped into a hard someone. "Raven?" asked a deep velvet voice, one she hadn't heard in so long. She looked up and found herself staring into the familiar emerald eyes of Trevor Mitchell.
A/N: Title was inspired by Muse's I Belong To You. Such an amazing song. This is my first Vampires Kisses fanfic. It is also the first part in a three part short series. Hopefully it'll go decently, though I'm not holding my breath. Let me know what you think of the first try.