I awoke gasping and I could feel the cold, rough ground pressing into my back. Some-one had carried me back to the main building and put me on the floor next to my bed unless I had fallen out, I assumed it had been the person who had saved me. It was night time and everyone else seemed to be asleep though I dimly noticed the absence of Victoria from the bed next to mine. I wondered if she was being punished by the guard, I hoped she was, in that room.
I'd only been there once, when I was young, no more than a child. I had been crying and was whipped three times for it. Needless to say I didn't cry out again in a hurry. As much as we humans had to stick together as a matter f survival, I wanted Victoria ad James to suffer for what they'd done.
Oh well I thought to myself, maybe the endless cliché was right, revenge is a dish best served cold. And I resolved to wait until I was an immortal. I would have enjoyed teasing them, making them suffer. They had after all tried to separate me and Edward, for what? Jealousy, fear?
My limbs felt heavy and m fingers stiff with cold, so I desperately tried to rub some life into them. Preoccupied with warming myself u I failed to notice Edward standing above me. He looked angry, his eyes were almost coal black.
"Why are you on the floor?" he asked, that confused me, I'd assumed it was him who'd saved me but I was clearly mistaken.
"There was an accident." I replied hoping he wouldn't ask for details, it was always so hard to lie to him. Luckily he didn't press me, making me feel instantly guilty for withholding so much.
Then it struck me, the Prince of the Night had said I had three days, that had been two days ago. I needed to tell Edward, but I was afraid of his reaction I couldn't judge if he would be angry or pleased I could spend eternity with him.
"Edward, there's something you should know." I practically gulped feeling the lump in my throat.
"What?" he asked confused.
"Have you heard of the Prince of the Night?"
"Of course, why?" he asked suddenly afraid.
So I told him, everything, I tried to show how it would be a good thing that I could spend eternity with him. But he wasn't hearing any of it.
Edwards POV
"Why? Why would you want to be a monster" I was incredulous I couldn't believe she was willing to, for lack of a better term die to be with me.
"You're not a monster Edward." It was a statement of fact, how could she be so sure? Didn't she realise that there was a rather large portion of who I was that thirsted for her blood?
"You should be afraid of me, afraid of death, you're abnormal." I watched her reaction as her features twisted into a grimace, had I upset her?
"In this world there's always something t be afraid of." She had no idea how profoundly her words echoed round my head. How they haunted me.
"You don't understand I see was my kind has done and continue to do to you and to humanity how can I not hate myself?"
She didn't reply so I continued, trying to show her a small part of what I was really feeling.
"I am angry all the time."
I spat the words out, it was almost physically painful to awaken a part of me that had been asleep for so long, after being a shell more my entire existence. Her response shocked me and I wondered if my tone had offended her. I cast my eyes down, and was sure for the first time that if I were able to cry I would have been.
Her skin burnt against my cheek as she lifted my head and I couldn't look anywhere but deep into her eyes.
"You are angry, how do you think I feel?" she said with tones I had never heard her use before, then she sighed and lent her head against my chest. I could feel her frail heart beating though her parchment skin.
And I just smiled because I didn't know how to tell her my heart was breaking.
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