I don't hate Zero, or blame him. I understand why he hates me so much. I'm a pure blood vampire. A pure blood killed his family, turned his brother against him, and changed Zero into a vampire. Zero hates all vampires, and he was forced to hate himself for so many years. While I, was so ignorant, always worrying about Kaname-sama, and trying to impress him.
Even now, as Zero has the Bloody Rose pointed at my head, I don't hate him. In fact I love him. I only realized this a couple days ago; but now that I look back, I've always loved him. He's so brave and strong. He wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt the people he loves; not even him. He cares, and even though he's not the mushy type; he still lets you know. So many times he told me, that if he got too out of control, or hurt me, that I was to shoot him. When he told me this, he always handed me the Bloody Rose. The same one that he's going to kill me with.
I don't hate Zero, or blame him. I love him. And it's for this reason, which I'm not going to fight. It hurts him, I hurt him. Every time he looks at me, I see the pain on his face. I've made a promise to myself, to never let Zero suffer, never again. With me being alive, he will suffer.
So as I hear him cock the gun, I close my eyes, and wait. But I can't stop the tear that rolls down my face. I don't cry for the end of my life; but for the end of me and Zero. Memories of him flood my mind. Every touch, kiss, laugh, smile; every warm feeling, every shed tear. Every time I told him to bite me, in fear of losing him. I regret nothing of this. The only thing I regret is not being able to see the end of his pain. But I'm ok with that. Because I know, by dying, his pain will end soon.
More tears fall form my eyes, onto my face as I hear him hold his breath, and sense his finger on the trigger. I take a final breath, and with that breath I say what should have been said long ago,
"I love you Zero, and I'm sorry."
I don't hate Zero, or blame him. I love him. Even as he pulls the trigger.