Its Been A While

by homobcyolo

Nakaina can't ever forgive herself for what she had done, but she is not a coward and she will never run away. But when she runs into Zero, an important person in her past, will she be able to forgive what she did and keep her horrible secret from him, for his own sake?

I don't own Vampire Knight or any of its characters, I created Nakai she is one of the only things here that I claim as mine. Thanks for reading!

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Nakaina's POV

My head spun as I attempted to sit upright in a bed that wasn't mine. I couldn't think straight, I couldn't clearly recall where I was or what had happened for me to get here. The room started spinning and I fell back on my pillow that unfamiliarly smelled of lavender and pine, an unusual combination but pleasant nonetheless. I raised my hand to press on my temples, and only caught sight of fingers covered in dry blood. My blood. Without thinking, my other hand flew to my neck, and I could feel the self inflicted scratches and eventually, the deep puncture wounds.

Suddenly I could remember everything, every detail, every event, every word spoken. My beautiful mother, her fingers had turned to claws and her gentle smile turned into disgusting, ugly fangs that sank deep into my throat. And I remember, it was me who turned her to dust by pulling the trigger of my father's old anti-vampire gun.

And by doing so I will never be able to forgive myself, especially in seeing my mother in the form of something I would eventually become. A monster wearing human skin, a Level-E vampire.

My eyes began to sting as new tears welled up, the area around my eyes was already red and puffy and sensitive, and I bet my eyes were bloodshot. I wiped them away before they could fall. No. No more crying, at least not right now.

I carefully sat myself upright and on my feet, being cautious not to make myself dizzy. There was a light under what I would assume to be a bathroom door, sounds of running water came from that direction. I would have to face whoever was watching over me when they walked out of that bathroom. They would have to see the scratches I put on my own skin. And I would have to keep my awful secret from them, since bets are on them being a vampire hunter. Considering my father was a vampire hunter he put me through training, but when he left us I stopped. It is just ironic that I was bitten by one of those pureblood bastards all those years ago, the same time dad left. If you can even call it irony. If dad was still around, and if he found out, he would shoot me on the spot before I went on a rampage. But strangely, my fall to Level-E was slower than others. Sometimes the blood tablets even worked if I got lucky. Like I said. Strange.

I realized that I was pacing and sat on the bed, keeping my thoughts organized and mom-free. I didn't want to break down right when the hunter walked out of the bathroom. I wasn't weak and I sure as hell wasn't a coward, no one is ever going to see me cry ever again if I can help it.

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This was just a chapter to tell you Nakai's situation and what had just happened. Thank you SO MUCH for taking the time to read it! Have any suggestions or criticism? Feel free to give it a review, it would be greatly appreciated.