Changing the Story
New chapter! Fast, but the ideas are starting to flow. I promise to update my other stories soon as well. Enjoy!
Chapter 2
Victor was in the study when he heard Elizabeth enter the room next to it. He paused his work shortly to look over to the wall that separated him and his wife. He felt guilty. Not only did he have no problem with marrying her, but he knew that she was never going to agree to this union. She did it for peace between her people and his, but was it going to be enough?
He let out a harsh sigh as he looked back to his computer and began to type again. That lasted for about three minutes before he let his head fall to his hands. The darkness of the room could not hide his frustration. He forced her to do something that would be a life sentence.
In order for this union of hunters and vampires to work, they have to stay married through their lives. They could not divorce, even though she wanted to. He on the other hand was actually a little happy for being able to marry her.
I always admired her from afar. He thought. All the stories I heard about her made me want to meet her even more. But, I knew that she would find out about me being a vampire and want to use her crossbow on me.
He noticed that she didn't bring any large bags with weapons. He didn't know why, so he decided to ask her when he hand the chance. He stood up and exited the room, unable to think clearly. He fell onto the couch in complete exhaustion.
Silence filled the area as the vampire took his time to think. He didn't know what to do. His grey eyes stared up at the ceiling as if he was trying to find the answers to all his questions there. Every effort was in vain though.
He let out a grunt of frustration before he stood up abruptly and went out the door, hoping a breath of fresh air would help him. The dark sky seemed to bring comfort to the situation. Each star gave a glimmer of hope to his dark and destructive world.
He let out a sigh before turning around and entering the house once more. As he followed the hallway to the living area, he winced at the light that so curtly hit his eyes. He shielded his eyes as he looked at the woman who sat on the couch. Her arms crossed and a glare on her face as she looked at him.
"I thought you said that you would be in the study doing business for the Alucard Industry." She crossed her leg over the other and continued to glare at him.
He rubbed his chin, "I thought you were asleep."
"One thing you should know," she said to him through gritted teeth. "I don't sleep well at night."
Victor blinked before he walked over and sat next to her on the couch. She moved away from him as he began to talk. "I just needed some air. Why is it you don't sleep well at night?"
She gritted her teeth harder before she sighed through them. "I have nightmares that prevent me from sleeping, if you must know."
The vampire bent over and rested his elbows on his knees as he studied her. The nightmares must be about her mother's death. If not, they definitely have vampires.
"I'm sorry." He whispered to her as his gazed went to the ground.
Elizabeth glared at the wall to her side. "You wouldn't understand."
With that, she stood and began to walk back to the room, her husband following her with concern on his face.
"Elizabeth, are you certain you will be alright tonight?"
"Oh like you care." She turned and glared at him. "Besides, after the fourth or fifth nightmare I sleep fine. Good night, Victor."
Her words came out very harsh and emotionally hurt him. He looked down at the ground in guilt. She looked at him, not feeling any shame for letting him hurt like that. She didn't care for him and hated having to be forced to marry a monster like him. Out of all the Van Helsing decedents, why did she have to be the one to marry him?
"And just to let you know, Victor." Her voice caught his attention. "You may have hold of me physically by this marriage, but you don't have me emotionally. If I had the choice, I would have married the man I love."
That drove the last little bit of pain into him before she turned and slammed the door shut. It seemed useless to hope that she would change. In order for that to happen, she would have to want to change, and she was content with being the hunter she was raised to be.
Which makes me wonder. He thought. If she hates me so much, why isn't she threatening me with her weapons for vampire hunting? I'm certain she would have brought them to protect herself.
He rubbed his chin again before going back to the study to finish the work he needed to do for the company. He would have to wait to learn more about his new wife.