Was I stupid to have left with him, after seeing him leave that woman
broken, dead in the road? The truth is yes but love does stupid things to a
person, he didn't love her and the realisation of that blinded me to what
he had done, what I had just seen, all I felt was relief, again he was mine
he still wanted me and I would always be there for him, waiting.
We had walked for a time before it started to dawn on me what I had seen, that woman she had been strong like him but not like him she had been beautiful as if she was goodness itself, my mind twisted as the thoughts entered my head that I just did not want to hear, for if she was goodness then that meant that I had left with evil.
This thought consumed me haunting me as I walked so much so that my breathing slowed, my heart stopped and I stopped dead in the track and turned to face Angelus, fears of loosing him built up in my heart and mind as I realised what I was going to do, I was going to question him ask him to tell me who he really was, what he really was, who that woman was and why he had killed her, would I be prepared to hear the answers to these questions, would he answer them or would he just leave me, or worse kill me and could I cope without my friend who had radically become my life force the only thing I lived for.
I had bent over and was hacking up bile in the back of my throat the sweet nauseas sensation sweeping through me, he held his arm over my back and lowered my body into a seated position sliding next to me and not flinching as my body flopped down his side until my body was lying on his knees as he stroked my hair working his long fingers through the tangles and whispering comfort to me.
How long we sat there I don't know, all I know is that after only a short period I turned to him and asked him what had happened back at the clearing, his muscles tensed and his fingers slowed in there progress sliding through my hair.
I tensed myself in the moment waiting for the blow, waiting for him to tell me that he was leaving to tell me to mind my own business or just to ignore me, I turned and looked up into his caramel brown eyes which we lace with confusion.
Sometime in the gaze it was as if he made up his made his decision.
"Betsy, what I'm going to tell you is important.......... there will be no going back if I tell you............. I'm......... My name is Angelus as you know, and I'm a Master Vampire, you are know lying in the arms of the famous Lord Angelus the Scourge of Europe the Devil own childe spat out of hell by the lord who created him and grand childe of the Master himself."
I was speechless, how do you answer that kind of admission? My first natural reaction was to run, run as far away from him as was possible, thinking that he was mad, but looking up and seeing the truth in his eyes it stilled my queries about his sanity and made me sit and listen as he continued his story.
"I was born in Ireland, not far away from here really just like I told you, but the difference is that I was actually born about 100 years ago..... I know this must be difficult for you to understand Betsy........When I was first turned I killed a lot of people who had treated me..... Well like scum....... I came here to this time then......... There was a woman here who helped me........ She hid me from a woman who was hunting me, a slayer, like the woman from the clearing back there slayers are chosen warriors who hunt my kind.... This woman who hid me, she saw what I was having caught me feeding but she told me that every creature deserved sanctuary at their weakest moments and that's what she gave me...... I could have killed her and she knew it but still she hid me, even when the men came knocking on her door asking if she had seen me she lied to her friends to her kin and all to hide a monster....... I hid in her home for two days until they had given up looking for me and then smuggled me out of her home at dawn and to the edge of a forest where I would be able to escapes into the woods, when I left her, I gave her a necklace which I wore round my neck it was a symbol that I owed her a favour that she was special, I told her to wear it and that I would return the favour one day...... Years later I return and I marked her and her daughters by biting them, not to kill but to show that they had been granted life by a master they had been of service to a master and he had left them sparing them their lives, that mark would mean that no one could touch them, that they would be safe from my kind, I also made a vow to them that I would protect their descendents always being there to keep a watchful eye on them to ensure nothing hurt them as long as I live....... The woman who saved me, she was your mother's mother Betsy. That is the reason why on that night months ago I was so glad to have found you glad to see that Ellen's family still lived here I was infatuated with you needing to know what had happened to your family, what had made you look so worn away by life so young, you were the necklace I gave your grandmother so I would not hurt you, I was intrigued when I heard your story especially when you told me that your family were dead, when you told me that you had chosen to keep you sisters and brother with you out of love not duty I realised that you had your grandmothers spirit that she was you. I knew then how I could repay your grandmother for the pity which she showed me in my hour of need, I would shield you and your siblings from anything that would harm you........ But over the months, I found myself falling in love with you Betsy, you're my everything, do you think that there is any way or circumstance in which you could love me too?"
I sat there and stared up into his eyes how could he not know the answer to that question I loved him like I loved air, I needed him to survive.
We had walked for a time before it started to dawn on me what I had seen, that woman she had been strong like him but not like him she had been beautiful as if she was goodness itself, my mind twisted as the thoughts entered my head that I just did not want to hear, for if she was goodness then that meant that I had left with evil.
This thought consumed me haunting me as I walked so much so that my breathing slowed, my heart stopped and I stopped dead in the track and turned to face Angelus, fears of loosing him built up in my heart and mind as I realised what I was going to do, I was going to question him ask him to tell me who he really was, what he really was, who that woman was and why he had killed her, would I be prepared to hear the answers to these questions, would he answer them or would he just leave me, or worse kill me and could I cope without my friend who had radically become my life force the only thing I lived for.
I had bent over and was hacking up bile in the back of my throat the sweet nauseas sensation sweeping through me, he held his arm over my back and lowered my body into a seated position sliding next to me and not flinching as my body flopped down his side until my body was lying on his knees as he stroked my hair working his long fingers through the tangles and whispering comfort to me.
How long we sat there I don't know, all I know is that after only a short period I turned to him and asked him what had happened back at the clearing, his muscles tensed and his fingers slowed in there progress sliding through my hair.
I tensed myself in the moment waiting for the blow, waiting for him to tell me that he was leaving to tell me to mind my own business or just to ignore me, I turned and looked up into his caramel brown eyes which we lace with confusion.
Sometime in the gaze it was as if he made up his made his decision.
"Betsy, what I'm going to tell you is important.......... there will be no going back if I tell you............. I'm......... My name is Angelus as you know, and I'm a Master Vampire, you are know lying in the arms of the famous Lord Angelus the Scourge of Europe the Devil own childe spat out of hell by the lord who created him and grand childe of the Master himself."
I was speechless, how do you answer that kind of admission? My first natural reaction was to run, run as far away from him as was possible, thinking that he was mad, but looking up and seeing the truth in his eyes it stilled my queries about his sanity and made me sit and listen as he continued his story.
"I was born in Ireland, not far away from here really just like I told you, but the difference is that I was actually born about 100 years ago..... I know this must be difficult for you to understand Betsy........When I was first turned I killed a lot of people who had treated me..... Well like scum....... I came here to this time then......... There was a woman here who helped me........ She hid me from a woman who was hunting me, a slayer, like the woman from the clearing back there slayers are chosen warriors who hunt my kind.... This woman who hid me, she saw what I was having caught me feeding but she told me that every creature deserved sanctuary at their weakest moments and that's what she gave me...... I could have killed her and she knew it but still she hid me, even when the men came knocking on her door asking if she had seen me she lied to her friends to her kin and all to hide a monster....... I hid in her home for two days until they had given up looking for me and then smuggled me out of her home at dawn and to the edge of a forest where I would be able to escapes into the woods, when I left her, I gave her a necklace which I wore round my neck it was a symbol that I owed her a favour that she was special, I told her to wear it and that I would return the favour one day...... Years later I return and I marked her and her daughters by biting them, not to kill but to show that they had been granted life by a master they had been of service to a master and he had left them sparing them their lives, that mark would mean that no one could touch them, that they would be safe from my kind, I also made a vow to them that I would protect their descendents always being there to keep a watchful eye on them to ensure nothing hurt them as long as I live....... The woman who saved me, she was your mother's mother Betsy. That is the reason why on that night months ago I was so glad to have found you glad to see that Ellen's family still lived here I was infatuated with you needing to know what had happened to your family, what had made you look so worn away by life so young, you were the necklace I gave your grandmother so I would not hurt you, I was intrigued when I heard your story especially when you told me that your family were dead, when you told me that you had chosen to keep you sisters and brother with you out of love not duty I realised that you had your grandmothers spirit that she was you. I knew then how I could repay your grandmother for the pity which she showed me in my hour of need, I would shield you and your siblings from anything that would harm you........ But over the months, I found myself falling in love with you Betsy, you're my everything, do you think that there is any way or circumstance in which you could love me too?"
I sat there and stared up into his eyes how could he not know the answer to that question I loved him like I loved air, I needed him to survive.
