I close my eyes in fear as he comes at me. "I never thought it would come to this" I whispered, hoping he was enough himself to hear me, hoping it would stop him. "I thought you loved me" I added, he stopped inches away from me. "Ben don't, please don't" he was fighting the urge to drink from me. "If you do, you're going to kill me. You've taken too much from me already. I understand it's hard to fight, but please try, really try" I begged him. I closed my eyes again as he leaned towards me, waiting for the pain. He surprised me when he kissed me, it wasn't hungry like it usually was, it was passionate, with meaning. "Thank you" I gasped when he pulled away. I could see the bloodlust burning in his eyes.
"Alex, I love you, but…" he didn't finish.
"But?" I pressed.
"But, I can't keep putting you through this. I can't keep putting myself through this. I have to leave, at least for a while" he explained.
"Don't go, isn't there anything I can do to help?" I could feel tears building up.
"No" he said coldly. "Sorry" he added as he wiped a tear from my cheek. He kissed me again and I threw myself into it, knowing this may be our last kiss. "Goodbye Alex" he said, holding my face in his hands. He dropped them and started to walk away.
"Turn me" I said. "Turn me and stay" I added.
"I can't put you through that" he told me, he looked torn.
"I don't care, I don't want you to go" I gritted my teeth.
"Nothing you say is going to change my mind" and he was gone. Most people would drop to their knees crying in this situation, but not me. I've lost too many people in my life. I lost my parents when I was little, I lost my younger sister when she was only a week old, and no other family lives around here. Ben was all I had. I'm in denial, I thought as I sunk to the floor, I've lost it, my grip on myself. I have nothing left, all I feel is this cruel wanting, I'm lost.