Hey everyone,
As Vamp City is on a little hiatus at the moment, I decided to write something a little bit darker than bloodsucking, vampires with magical abilities. Oh the irony. If you are expecting a sappy love story, you are sadly mistaken. But there will be some remnant of romantic feelings to sort through.
Disclaimer: I am a Christian and this will have some Christian themes throughout it. Please be respectful when you review.
Disclaimer #2: I don't write from fiction, I write from life.
Soli Deo Gloria
Chapter 1
"If you love something, let it go, and try not to reminisce on things that made you glow. Sometimes love has an expiration date, especially when you're with a counterfeit posing as your true mate. Real true love lasts forever.
APOV- Ayano Point of View
Ayano sat by the wind sill of her farm home looking out at the pouring rain that fell from the sky in thick, translucent drops. Her tea sat peacefully on the table next to her journal and a half box of tissues that sat next to it. She had been crying. It had been almost a month since she had broken up with her ex Kazuma due to irreconcilable differences. They had just grown apart. Ayano's heart lurched in her chest just thinking about how much things have changed between them. The distance seemed like a thousand miles although he was just across the farm.
See, they had been best friends growing up. Their parents dreamed of the day that they would be together. So when their parents died, each leaving their home to live in, the idea seemed plausible.
They did everything together Kazuma and Ayano. They were practically inseparable. Their love seemed to be forever. At least that is what Kazuma promised Ayano. He promised to be there for her always. And he promised that he wouldn't abandon her like her previous friends had done to her. Ayano had found comfort in those words. It was her safehaven and her refuge.
Perhaps Ayano couldn't blame herself for the breakup completely. It was 2 months after their parents died and things started to get pretty rocky between them. So they both determined to separate and see other people. But as you can see, it didn't exactly turn out that well. The guy that Ayano was dating was an insufferable know it all with a terrible sense of direction. Don't get her started on the woman that Kazuma was seeing at the time. If looks could kill, she would be dead by now. Every time they crossed paths, the woman would give Ayano a look that would make even a sailor start crying.
She let out a sad chuckle. The red headed woman named Mindy was pretty amusing. The chuckle caused Ayano to clutch her chest as she felt another droplet hit her bare thigh. Their forever didn't last as long as she hoped. Another pain shot through her chest. How can you love someone and hate them all at the same time? She wondered grabbing a tissue and blew her nose. As Ayano got up to throw her tissue in the trash, she glanced at her reflection.
Her nose was as red as a tomato she concluded. Usually in times like this she would think of something that would make her laugh. But Ayano knew that laughter right now wasn't the best medicine. Her tears were and she would let them fall no matter what people thought.
If there was one thing that Ayano didn't like, it was the fact that this town was entirely too small. Kazuma was everywhere. In fact he was just at her house few moments ago to grab the last of his belongings.
Saturday January 16, 2017 at approximately 3PM…
Ayano heard a knock at the door and instantly she knew who it was. No one had to tell her and no one had to tell her heart to pound in her chest.
Slowly getting out of bed, Ayano pulled her spaghetti straps on her shoulders and grabbed her bunny slippers that Kazuma had got her to keep her feet warm. They were her favorite and she would keep them forever even though they weren't together anymore.
Her pink curls cascaded peacefully down her back and never looked a day out of place. Ayano was thankful for that. She didn't look like she just rolled out of bed; which she did.
She heard another pound at her door that sounded like someone was trying to break in and she knew that Kazuma was starting to get antsy. He did that whenever his patience was running out and after these last few days, Ayano knew that he had none.
She slowly crept up to the door and bit her lip. Her heart was pounding in her chest. It had been days since she last saw him
She opened the door and her breath caught in her throat. There he was looking at her with enraged , drunk eyes. Kazuma started drinking again. The fear instantly grabbed Ayano's heart. The guy always had a thing for alcohol. If kryptonite was Superman's weakness, a bottle of Whiskey was Kazuma's. In fact, that was one of the irreconcilable differences that led to her ending things. Keyword: ONE of the reasons. Ayano could write a book about everything that they both contributed to this. But that would take forever and their forever ran out.
'' Hey you '' Ayano spoke trying not to notice how his chest heaved up and down with every inhale he took. Her heart clenched.
Kazuma looked at her again and rolled his eyes in annoyance. '' Don't hey me Red…you have the stuff.'' Kazuma angrily spat inching past her and walked towards the couch. He held a bottle in hand to grab his stuff that he left at their once happy home. Thankfully it was in a bag that he could carry with one hand.
''Kazuma I wasn't trying to…'' she was cut off by a finger on her lip. Ayano couldn't help, but blush at his contact and he knew it. Kazuma knew exactly what he was doing. When they were together, he would often do that and it would initiate a brief make out session. She watched as his lips contorted in a satisfied smirk.
"That jerk!" Ayano thought ignoring the way her heart pounded in pain from his petty gesture.
Ayano was also very aware of the fact that Kazuma's voice was deep, powerful and menacing as he spoke. It sent delighted, but regretful shivers down her spine. It pained her to see him so cold, hardened and broken.
His soft and confident amber eyes connected with her own, but she stood her ground and didn't flinch for a moment. He was not going to intimidate her. Even if she was afraid of what he might do in his drunken state.
'' You wanted this remember! We could have been together, had something together. You broke us!'' He yelled while grabbing his belongings and walked out not before slamming the door.
The slam shattered the picture frame that hung on the wall into a billion pieces. Ayano looked at the picture of them both in happier times and slowly picked it up. She was careful not to pierce her delicate fingers from the glass. That picture had always been fragile. Usually it would hold its own whenever they would slam the door. But this time just as their fate, it finally fell down and shattered on the polished wooden floor in a strange, but prophetic symbol.
They were shattered. They faded like a perfect picture that no one will ever see again.
Ayano sniffed in a defeated way shortly before wiping a tear from her eye. And with a new found vigor for life, she walked back to her room determined to move on.
It was better that way and she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her tears.
Ayano and Kazuma were officially done and there was no going back to Egypt. They crossed the Red Sea and made it to the other side. Except this time, there was no going back.
KPOV- Kazuma Point of View
Kazuma almost had a heart attack seeing Ayano. Part of him felt guilty for yelling at her the way he did. He was halfway across the field when he saw a lingering puddle from current rain nestled gently on the dirt road. It looked as though it was going to overflow. Kazuma walked towards it and grimaced at what he saw.
He had looked like he was a ghost. His face was pale, dark circles were under his eyes, his hair looked like a flock of birds made their home in it and most of all he looked devastated. Honestly, can anyone blame him? Ayano was the one who broke up with him.
Kazuma was a figment of the man she knew after his parents died. He knew it and she knew it. Everything changed between them and all of sudden everything she did irritated him. He wasn't happy with Ayano anymore. What hurt even more is that Kazuma knew that she was still happy with him. He knew that Ayano genuinely loved him and would have done anything to make it right. Kazuma paused and put his bottle down shortly before grabbing the keys out of his left jacket pocket.
He sighed out of pure anguish as he unlocked the key to his door. Once he was inside, Kazuma threw everything on the couch and sat down in his father's chair. All he could see was Ayano's lovely angelic face. And instantly, he frowned.
Even thinking about her beautiful face irritated him beyond anything else. Kazuma hated the way his heart lurched in his chest when he saw her. He hated the way she still made him feel. He hated the fact that he made her cry, but he resented that she was the one who had enough wisdom to end things.
If Kazuma had to be completely honest with himself, Ayano was a lot more relationship savvy than he gave her credit for. She knew it wasn't going to work anymore. She could see that Kazuma felt differently and he knew she valued herself too much to stay in a relationship that wasn't going anywhere. At that thought, Kazuma took another sip. Maybe he should have been the one who broke it off with Ayano first. Perhaps that would have soothed the wounded pride that blew up in his face.
No one liked to be dumped. But everyone loved the power that came with being the dumper and not the dumpee.
What would he tell his friends? How would he explain, that the woman they all told him was out of his league, trampled on his heart and punched it into a pile of mush? How could he admit that they were right? He had to hold onto some pride and the rest of his emasculated manhood. But honestly, she was completely and utterly right to end things.
When she caught him commentating on another woman's picture suggesting they go out on a date, he really thought it was over at that point. But in all of his charm and clever twisting of words he was able to convince her to stay. He knew that letting her go meant that he lost. But he had to maintain his status as this town's famous heart charmer. Appearances meant everything here and all it took was for one person to spread information and everyone would know.
Kazuma couldn't let that happen! It would ruin him.
His father told him, shortly before he died, that his womanizing ways would catch up to him. Ayano was going to finally put an end to their romance. But in his stubbornness he didn't listen. His father was right. Ayano was too good for him.
Maybe this was for the best. It was interesting way to go about it. But God in his infinite and good wisdom had finally brought Kazuma down a few notches.
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