25.

How could I not be the happiest man alive tonight? Or maybe this morning since I saw flashes of light coming through the window blinds. But here I was, laying with my arms around Blake Winters, the girl I fell in love with so many months ago. Who would have guessed that our love would bring us here? Sure I've thought about it, what guy hasn't? But to…do this with the one you want to spend the rest of your life, I just can't find the right words to explain it all. I've never felt so complete in my life, knowing that Blake wanted me to, that she wanted to love a monster. Maybe one day we could get married and live our life. Maybe I could change her into a vampire and that way she could be my immortal love.

But could I really do that to her? Could I take her soul away and make her the same monster I am? But I don't really believe that, no I don't. her humanity is so strong that it astounds even me. I was quite sure that whatever life threw at her, whether demon or human, her soul would stay intact and it would be forever intertwined with mine.

Blake shifted in my arms, still fast asleep. I smiled at her soft snores that she still refuses that she makes. Her face was so calm and peaceful, her mahogany hair spilled around her head, almost in complete disarray. Blake's body fit perfectly into mine, showing me that we were meant for each other, no matter what anyone thinks. If Blake hadn't of wanted me from the beginning, I might not know what true love feels like, but then again, I was sure that fate would bring us here. No matter the costs.

And I had paid dearly for this girl in my arms. My sister didn't completely understand why I was in love with this human, my family didn't understand why I wanted this soul, causing endless fights between our two parties, causing me to leave my home years before and somehow get lucky enough to find this girl. And then with the loss of my brother, whom I still hadn't found out who the murderer had been. I remember how thinking about it made my blood boil, how I had ran so hard on the track, only to burst into tears at the end when I couldn't breathe anymore. At though the agony was great, I will never forgot that my brother's death cause Blake and I to come closer than ever. How we shared our first kiss, how signs of her demon inside was just then showing, but I mistook it for passion. Not that it wasn't passion, but I should have seen the signs earlier on.

But would that have changed anything? Even if I had known about it form the beginning, I doubt I could have left her. In her own way she drew me to her, making me curious for this one human who almost caused the death of me, and I to her. No I couldn't have abandoned her. If anything it made me want to be with Blake more. How mysterious she was, her anger issues, her jealousy that made her so cute, how much it hurt to know she didn't want me, then to find out she had cried over me. All these emotions had began a very intricate pattern, breakable by anything from the outside world, or my world for that matter. From the first moment we saw each other, a bond had been formed, even if we both hadn't realized it yet.

Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I chose another town, another state or country even. If I hadn't of met this incredible girl in my arms who loves to yell at the TV when a good football game was on, or screech at the computer when it didn't load fast enough, or kiss as intensely as she did without over doing it. If I hadn't met the girl that was he own person, and stood her ground, but was smart enough to run from something when she was afraid. The girl that wasn't afraid to cry or show her emotions, but somehow she knew when to keep them bottled up for the sake of others. The girl that understood me more than any other person, even Lily or Christoffles, the girl that made me smile when I wanted to rip my hair out, the girl I wanted to cross the world with again and again. The girl that mean everything to me, my life, my breath. She was the reason my heart was still pumping and I becoming the man I always wanted to be, all because of this one human girl who took interest in me from the start.

And if I hadn't of met her? I shuddered and shoved the thought away, not wanting to know where I would be without her. She had changed everything about me while still keeping me the same person. She had shown me her world that I was too blind to really take notice of. She had loved me when I was so screwed up with my family issues and even when I was bipolar to her. She stood firm in her ground for me, making sure she minded me and herself that I was different form all the others she could have chosen, not just being a vampire and all. Blake had been strong enough to put up with my crap, but by not being a mat for me to walk all over. She fought for me and herself, not willing to give up.

And it the end she had won hadn't she?

Of course she had. Wanna know why?

Because, believe it or not, girls are always right. Even when we don't want them to be.

I didn't want to see the goodness inside me because I was too centered around my self pity to see it. But she cracked me down to my core, and there I was able to see what she saw.

And it made me smile.

But not even the happiness I was feeling now, and what I wanted to feel for so many more years, could last.

I didn't know how it happened, or why even. But while I was in my own little happy place with Blake in my arms, someone had entered the room. More than one actually. They had snuck around us while my eyes were closed in pure bliss. Maybe it was the way I was concentrated on her snores that I didn't hear the intruder, but once they were in, they didn't leave.

Then there was a struggle.

I felt a bag go over my head in a flash, with movements to fast to be human. I too move with inhuman speed and I kicked the hand on my ankle. I ripped the bag off and snarled at the figures around my bed.

Before I really got a good look I leaped at one, taking one of them down. I ripped his head off, causing him to become dust. But I was slammed into the wall before I could attack another. Then I was looking into a pinched face of another vampire. I kicked him out of the way. I broke off a piece of the floor, making a stake and shoved it into his heart. He dusted and then I got a good look at the remaining intruders.

Even with the ones they were still five vampires, four men, one girl. They moved with speed beyond my compare, but not towards me. The taller vampire man lunged at Blake, holding her feeble neck in his hands, leaning closer to her as I got closer. Somehow they knew of my connection to Blake because I backed down a bit, still snarling. Blake woke up and panicked at the hand that was crushing her breathing, the I closed my eyes. When I realized that I had lost before I real battle had began, I felt my shoulders slump.

"Good boy," the male by the door snickered. Then he turned the female, who looked extremely uncomfortable. "You see? I told you he would fall for it."

At I first I didn't get what he meant, but I didn't really have time to think about it. There was a swing of a hand, a slight pain on my head, but then blackness swirled around me.

And when I woke up, not knowing how they were restraining me or where I was, I saw Blake's body crumpled on the floor.

And then I died inside as I figured out that when she didn't move that she was dead, drained of blood.

And I hadn't be able to protect her.

Then a final thought passed through my head before I completely lost my sanity: I was now completely and utterly alone.

This chapter was short, but I got a lot in it. I hope you don't hate me after this one, but I'm tired of happy endings. In this story, the real world comes crashing down, showing Logan how harsh love can be.