Last Kiss

Last night, the very final night; I thought I was going to lose him.

Yes, the guy I very much love. He loves me too of course, but then something happened which fills me with the deepest fear whenever I think about it. When I'm in trouble I always hear his smooth velvet voice flowing through my ears warning me. "NO Alice no!" he would say. And I'd love it. But since yesterday… well I can hear him no longer and it hurts. It hurts like a fist has gone through my heart and punctured it; now I may never hear him again. My love is lost.

His feet barely touching the ground, Jasper ran to me and gathered me in his arms.

"I'm scared Alice," he whispered. "Help me." I froze instantly and curiously when he said that.

"What?" I said. "What's wrong Jasper?"

"They're coming," was all he said. I had little knowledge of what he meant, but what I did realise later on; it had been something to do with the other ones. The other Vampires. The bad, the gruesome and nasty vampires. The non-vegetarian vampires. They have many names, but none of them are worthy of what we have.

My heart was racing and my head was in a daze. Why is this all happening so quick? What's going on? Why are they coming?

Jasper ran back on forth crying out after short pauses. I wanted to go up and comfort him, but my body wouldn't move. This was unlike me. I'm usually the braver one. The one who is able to cope with these things, but now the fear of losing Jasper is depressing. Like death can snatch someone whom I love away from me; and it doesn't even care?

Finally Jasper stopped and slid his arms around my waist. He gently laid my head against his chest while he kissed my hair with his naturally cold blood red lips.

"I love you," he gasped "And I don't want to ever lose you."

"I'll never leave you Jasper, you know that," I whispered sadly.

"But when I'm gone…"

"You're not going!"

Jasper said nothing. "I'm going to miss that about you," he said. "Your positive ness. Oh Alice I hate this. I hate this more than anything."

Finally, a tear escaped my eyes and Jasper raised his hand to wipe it away softly with his naturally cold pale hands. I felt sick.

"I'm going to go now soon," he said. My stomach gave a lurch and I let out a wail. He silenced me with a cold finger and said that I'll always be his. He held my face in his hand and I got ready for one last kiss.

I remember it; his eyes were burning into mine; so golden and so irresistible. His lips were cold against mine, yet they were so heart melting and pleasurable. And then my fear got in the way. I pulled back surprising him and surprising myself too. I started crying, my tears continually pouring down my face. My insides were burning up and I suddenly felt so numb. I couldn't do it. I thought I couldn't do it. It was too much. Jasper gathered me in his arms and whispered eight unforgettable words that stung me right through and through after saying he loved me.

His lips gently brushed my ear.

"It will be as if I never existed."

His velvet voice sliced through my ear, piercing me hard. I fell to the floor, and tucked my knees to my chest as he gracefully left the wooden room with pain and sorrow. For many hours I stayed like that praying to the Gods to keep him safe. My eyes were red with crying and my head was messed up. I was damaged, and now I wait, hope riding up inside me every time I say his name.

"Goodbye Jasper, I love you," I say every time I slip into numbness. The sick feeling never does go away and now it's a part of me; it shall be forever more.