Forgive me Muses for I have done wrong. It's been 10 months since my last update. I feel horrible about leaving all those who enjoy this story behind and moving on to something a little more selfish, Stories for myself. It wasn't until a little while ago that I found that there were others out there who really do like this story and miss me and my little stories.

I don't think there will be a sex scene coming up after all, maybe just more angst who can tell since I pick this story up almost a year later. I feel ashamed. But I have a warning to you all:

IF NO ONE REACTS TO THIS NEW CHAPTER WITHIN A WEEK I REFUSE TO WRITE ANY MORE. I'LL JUST DISAPEARE ONE DAY AND YOU WONT HERE ANOTHER CHAPTER EVER AGAIN (well at least not on this story)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of Amelia's Characters -goddess it feels good to say that again! )O(-

Chapter 25

Dreams played across the giant movie screen of Kaye's mind. There were flashes of things that had been, flashes of things that had yet to come. Her heart beat was like the steady beat of a drum in the back round. The images were all in black and white except for the blood that was in color and the red ran from the corner of the screen across her vision until it seemed as if she were looking through a red filter. Her heart beat quickened and she felt herself being pulled out of the dream and back into reality. But in that calm place between asleep and awake she saw a flash of a dagger and a pair of fangs bit into her neck and pain wracked her insides and seemed to rip out her heart. She screamed and sat up quickly…

And an arm fell from around her waist. She scrambled away from the limb and was rewarded for her movements with cringes of pain from bruises and cuts still unhealed. She felt her heart beating harder and harder as it seemed to want to break out of her chest. She continued to move farther away her mind still clouded with confusion. She backed up until she fell with a resounding Thud onto the floor.

A chorus of curses greeted Nickolas as he awoke, well in all honesty the heartbeat had been the thing to awaken him but the thud and curses made him crawl to the edge of the bed and look down on the mass of limbs and hair that was Kaye.

"Well good morning to you too." He smiled down at her, but also noted that the sun was coming up and he needed to get out of the way of a window or there would be more problems than a few bruises and some curses.

"Go to hell!" She growled disentangling herself on the floor.

"Already been there, I would recommend the Marriot right inside the gates of Hell, ask for the Bitches suite and they'll be sure to accommodate you." He smirked at her and began to get ready to leave.

"Oh very helpful," She mumbled.

"You didn't seem to need my help." He turned his back to her and got up off the bed. After a moments pause he went back over to the other side and offered her his hand. "Better?" he asked.

She stayed silent but stood shakily taking his hand and using his weight to lift her up. The full weight of the events of the last few days hit her as she stood; it was as if the images of the video screen were catching up to her.

The Pain and anguish was more intense than any other feeling she had ever felt before. Her soul was crying, of that she was sure, the betrayal was from someone she barely knew but it cut so deep her trust was torn to shreds, it was as if she were ten again and her father kept coming home drunk and lying about it. She collapsed again into a ball on the floor.

Nikolas watched in silent and unseen horror as the girl suddenly had a breakdown. Her mind suddenly grasped all that had happened to her. He stood over her looking down; he had seen this sort of thing before. It usually meant that the human in question was not ready to be blood bonded, they were not ready to be a part of this life, but with Kaye it seemed that the torture she had had to endure was just registering in her mind.

Kaye fought the inner turmoil that was fighting to consume what was left of her heart and soul. There was no way she could combat this. She begged in her mind for the pain to just go away, just go away she whined; let it go away, just let me die! She had never been suicidal before and that last thought seemed like the only way to escape it.

He couldn't help it, he dove into her mind and at once had to protect himself from her pain, there was no order here, only chaos and pain. He heard the words "let me die" over and over. He left her head and picked her body up in his arms and carried her as one would a child, cradled in his arms. He took her deep into his vaults and deep bellow ground he laid her on his bed and once again moved over to join her. Her eyes were vacant, she neither knew nor cared what was going on around her.

He kissed her passionately hoping to awaken some sort of reaction in her. He got very little, her lips seemed to move to his but she did not respond to anything else. He knew that he had to get her out of this mind lock that she was in, but he only knew one way and there was a good chance he would hate her deeply for do so. He shrugged off his doubts and figured it was better for her to be alive and hating him than for her to be a vegetable and devoid of life and emotions forever.

He pulled her up cradling her head with one hand and the small of her back in the other. He tilted her head to the side and grazed his lips against her neck. Having her so close and not having fed in almost two days was killing him; he might not be able to stop. His fangs extended and he could feel her jugular pumping with the liquid of life just under her skin. He grazed his teeth against the skin on her neck and he heard her moan. He couldn't stop himself and he plunged his teeth into her vein and drank her blood. While his body drew slowly his mind dived deep into her phsyci and grabbed her and pulled her out of her own black hole. Don't give yourself over to the darkness just yet love, you don't belong there, you're a creature for the light and always will be. (Ok that was cheesy but oh well I ish the author).

She awoke again and found Nikolas behind her his arms wrapped around her. Her head hurt like the dickens but she no longer felt the sting of wounds on her arm. She looked down and found the vines there but they had all healed over even the N-I-K-O-L-A-S. She smiled and turned into His hold and fell back asleep, thinking I've slept more of my life away in the last week than I ever thought possible.

So there you all are a new chapter and please heed my warning or you'll all burst into spontaneous flames. Ok maybe not but hey it's my world who knows…