Hey, I decided to post this again. But not in a huge chunk, in smaller more easy to read chapters. I have changed little parts of it, but not too much. Hope you like it,

Larten Crepsley was on his way to Vampire Mountain. Again. He let out a sigh as he thought about how he had really screwed up his life. He had never denied becoming a vampire, and never would. But the events that have because of it, had ruined a lot. I will start from the beginning of his terrible decisions. First he became a vampire, he went to the mountain and met Arra Sails the love of his life the wind in his sails his reason for existing, they got mated, and then 37 years later he fled. Without her. He thought he was losing control on his life, he did not know why but it was there, nagging at him, tapping at the back of his skull until it finally cracked, and he left.

For a long time after and even now he felt like a fool, no an idiot. He had given up everything because of his lack of control. He looked up, seeing the journey was harder than ever to get to Vampire Mountain. It was more slippery and a lot colder than before. He continued on his way until he heard a noise, a slight rustle coming from a tall tree to his right. He paused and silently looked around. From the tree jumped down a woman, she was tall with long black hair and stormy gray eyes. He felt he should recognize her but he did not. She gasped when she stood up from her graceful jump. Her eyes widened and she leant her head closer as if she was trying to get a better look.

"It is you." She stated.

He instantly recognized her voice. It was Arra.

"Arra?" His voice was strained and sad.

"It's you isn't it?" He nodded

"I did not recognize you for a minute there." He said to her as he walked closer.

She looked almost hurt, "I knew it was you from up there." She pointed to the tree she was in, "I am shocked you didn't recognize me."

"As am I." He said and gently stroked the side of her face, she flinched away. This hurt him more than anything, more than when he got stabbed, more than his trials when he was on the verge of death.

He felt tears spring to the corner of his eyes, oh what she could do to him. No one else could make him cry. No one else could break down the tough barrier he had created to appear strong.

A tear fell down his face but he did not bother to brush it away, he was never ashamed to cry in front of her.

"Why are you crying? You left me, remember?" She said sharply.

And it was her sharp words that cut him down, he did remember. He also remembered touching her, and she never flinched away, as if his skin was ice cold or scorching hot.

"I miss you, I want you back." He said, without completely understanding what was coming out of his mouth.

"No stop, you can't say that. You left me. I gave you my everything and you just ran, what, was it too much? No, you had the easy life, but when you left I was the one that suffered. Do you know what it feels like to wake up expecting to be in some ones arms, but you're not. You're all alone, and then you get the questions from people. What was I meant to say? Huh?" Then she broke down in tears.

Larten hated seeing her like this. He went to put his arms around her but she pushed his arms back and walked away. More than anything he just wanted her to be okay, to not feel any pain. More than anything he just wanted to hold her, to tell her it would all be fine and he would try and be better.

She looked so different, yet the same. Her eyes had grown older, more experienced.

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