iii.
"About?"
"Just things in general." With a ghost
of a smile, Brianna reached out for Edge's hand, giving it a bit of a
squeeze.
"This is just all so…surreal…"
"Tell me about it." He started back
into the apartment, tugging her with him.
Brianna had become his life, and true, some days were more difficult
than others, mainly because…
She was still human.
But – no. He hated thinking that. Sometimes, he had hallucinations – seeing
her with fangs and blood dripping off her chin, her impossibly wide eyes
without their glow of life, their innocence…
It scared him.
Sometimes, though, he thought that it would be a gift to keep her this way,
make her his…
Keep her young, pure…innocent…forever.
"Now you're thinking about something…"
"Don't worry about it." Gently brushing
Brianna's hair out of her face, he kissed her forehead, temporarily displacing
any worry that she might have, reminding her that yes, this was a safe place.
For how long, though, he didn't know.
-*-
"She's
there." They'd followed the pair,
intent on one thing…destroying Brianna.
After all, it was because of her that Edge had abandoned them…
He only watched over the witch now…
And now – if it meant killing her to bring him back into the fold…
So be it.