Chapter 8: I Won't Let Go Again
A/N:
Thank you – again – to KrystalINSANEGirl who reviewed the last chapter. Starting to feel like I'm writing this just for you :P Anyway, thanks for the support.
I can't promise perfect, in-character narratives, dialogue and demeanour but I can promise that I will keep writing to the best of my ability :)
On with the conversation, which I think will please Krystal (I can call you that right? I just couldn't be bothered to type out the whole thing like earlier, sorry!) a lot…
Mary-Lynnette
As soon as Rowan announced it was something they thought was quite important, I knew instantly what they were talking about. It was, after all, my idea. It was the second most important reason that made me step out of my house and hop on a bus to Vegas, leaving behind all the turmoil, pain and anger that the once comforting familiar and peaceful town had brought me. After Ash had left, I tried everything I could to wash away the pain and rejection that his departure left me with. The rejection was totally unjust, I was the one that sent him away, and I was the one that watched him walk away. It was just so hard, watching him walk away, knowing I would only see him a year later. It brought an unbearable pain with it and I was tempted to hide from society, become more of an introvert than I already am, and wallow in it. One thing nagged at the back of my mind throughout those six months we spent apart though, one thing I hadn't previously been ready for. I was ready to become a part of this world, finally and completely. I was wary at first as my decision wavered everyday, swinging from one to the next in the space of a heartbeat. Then, as it dawned on me that death was inevitable for almost everyone, that it was something to be respected but also not something that needed to be fussed over, I knew I was ready. The death of Jeremy had me reeling for a few months but I knew, as the time went by; it wasn't all bad that I had – unwittingly – killed my best friend. If he had stayed alive, if he had turned me into a werewolf, he would've only killed more people and – most importantly – killed my Soulmate. I had also learned that the whole having to hunt or bite a human to stay alive wasn't all bad. As long as the humans were willing and the animals didn't suffer too much pain, it wasn't all that different from humans slaughtering animals for meat. When I had finally made up my headstrong mind, I voiced my opinions to Rowan, Jade and Kestrel. They were all understandably ecstatic and all offered to change me – right away. Although it embarrassed me to admit it, I was reluctant to let them. I wanted Ash to be the one to change me, his blood to course through my changing bloodstream; I wanted him to make me a part of his world, where we could never be separated. They were completely fine with my decision, claiming they understood waving off my apologies with smiles.
When I woke up out of my coma, it was not a question of 'only if Ash will agree' it was now 'I will become a vampire, no one can stop me'. I realised that, whatever happened, I couldn't lose Ash to something as stupid as ageing. I wouldn't.
Then, watching Ash's face become confused, I was suddenly nervous to voice all this, nervous to confess my epiphany and unreasonable possessiveness. I was still aware of his sisters, waiting patiently for me to start talking, and I sighed. "I was hoping we could have this conversation in private but you know how well it went last time," I shot him a pointed look and he had the good sense to look sheepish, that almost made me smile. I sighed as I psyched myself for what I was about to tell him, wetting my dry lips. "So…" I started, still refusing to look at him.
After another few seconds passed without me saying anything, I heard Kestrel sigh in frustration. "Seriously Mary-Lynnette," she almost whined, throwing her hands up, "just tell him already."
Ash sighed, he probably hated that everyone else knew but him. "Please can you tell me? I'm kind of getting apprehensive here," he admitted, shooting me a glance that said 'get on with it'.
I frowned. "Why can't you just sift through their thoughts and get it that way?" I asked, although I wanted to tell him, I was confused as to why he hadn't already done it, he was perfectly capable and would normally intrude without a second thought about it.
"Because they're blocking their thoughts," he replied, glaring slightly at his sisters who just smiled back innocently.
"What, even Mark?"
"Yeah," he answered, shooting a glare at Mark this time who just shrugged his shoulders, a smug smile on his face. "Apparently he's learnt how to do that, somehow."
"I taught him," Jade announced proudly.
"Of course you did," Ash muttered under his breath. He turned back to me then, a pleading look in his eyes.
"Fine," I breathed out. Jade squealed into her hands. I giggled at her, rolling my eyes in amusement. "Other than being utterly lonely and torn apart without you, there was another reason I came here," I stared. Ash raised his eyebrow in curiosity. "I came to a decision over the six months we spent apart, I want to become a vampire," I stated bluntly. Well, better to get it out there than have another misunderstanding. After a few seconds, I looked up at his face and a big grin was plastered across it, crinkling his eyes.
"Seriously?" he asked.
I nodded a grin forming as his smile got bigger – if that was even possible.
"As much as I absolutely love this news, and don't want to ruin it, but why did you come here?" he asked the confusion back again.
"Because she wants you to do it, she wants your blood in her veins. It will make her feel like, as you're making her immortal and allowing her into our world fully, you don't want to ever let her go," Jade spluttered out at 100 miles an hour. I shot her a glare that was tinged with embarrassment. She looked sheepish as she met my glare and felt Kestrel and Rowan smack her on the head. "Sorry Mare," she apologised, hanging her head.
The anger faded as I took in her guilty expression. "It's fine Jade, seriously," I replied softly.
She looked up. "Really?"
I rolled my eyes. "Of course." I stood up and crossed the distance between us, enveloping her in a hug. When I reached my seat again, Ash wrapped his sturdy arms around my waist and dragged me to him. When our faces were inches apart, he dipped his head to my jaw line, placing a chaste kiss on it. Although it was only a short peck, nothing more, the heat still warmed me and I blushed, something I thought I'd never do.
He chuckled at me and whispered, "Thank you."
In response, I slapped him on the arm.
"Ow," he complained, leaning back but didn't let go of my waist. "What was that for?" he asked, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
I just rolled my eyes and asked, "So, will you change me?" I asked, worry suddenly curdling my stomach. What if he didn't want to? Would I be able to stand that kind of rejection?
My worries were quenched though, when he answered with a playful smile and, "Where do you want to do this?"
I breathed a sigh of relief and, forgetting my audience, flung my arms around his neck.
Someone cleared their throat, while Ash chuckled into my hair.
I untangled my arms, turning slowly towards the perpetrator. I rolled my eyes when Mark smiled guiltily. I turned back to Ash, smiling like a mad-woman. "Wherever you want," I answered honestly. "as long as you do it."
He smiled softly, trapping a lock of my hair in his fingers and tucking it behind my ear before saying, "Well, I'm going to have to talk to Thierry first," he said, then continued on as he noticed my frown. "I have to talk to Thierry because, although he will be fine with this and everything, it is still his house and, under his roof, lie his rules. We all have to abide by them and, since this is illegal, I think we should probably ask for his permission first."
"Fine," I sighed, "but how long will that take?" I asked. Even to me, my voice sounded whiny and childlike.
Rowan giggled. "It probably won't take that long Mary-Lynnette, just be patient," she soothed.
"About that..." Ash started, looking like he really didn't want to end his sentence.
"What Ash?" I asked, arms folded across my chest, a glare on my features.
"Well, since you are on a prolonged stay and there are a lot of people here, we should really introduce you at the same time. Plus, Poppy is shouting in my head to get you downstairs to a) announce the good news and b) meet everyone or she'll hit me," Ash sulked at the last bit, rolling his eyes at the hyper vampire.
I laughed at that. "I knew I was going to like her."
Ash just frowned, reaching for my hand as he pulled himself up off the floor.
"C'mon," I said cheerily to the three sisters and Mark. "We have some news to spread. That way, if we tell so many people, you can't back out," I said to Ash.
"Wouldn't dream of it," he replied as we walked to the door.
A/N:
So, chapter 8 is done. I hope you liked that, sorry it got a bit lacking towards the end, I was trying to wrap it up at a suitable point. So, we have introductions and the talk with Thierry next chapter, which should be up next Saturday.
Song I had playing during writing this: The Other Side by Bruno Mars ft. Cee Lo Green and B.o.B (is it just me that finds that creepy? I had my iPod on shuffle as well ^o^)
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