CHAPTER SIX

NOTE!: Okay, not doing anything to this one, I am thinking of just putting the next few chapters up, to the 'latest' one, this one I think… Seeing as I combined two chapters again. Yay, and finishing my new chapter for those who have been with me and Ring the Toxin all this time :) Yay! Read and rate please! Comments wanted!

Niles Point of View

Her eyes remained shut and unmoving, seeming to be in a deep repairing sleep, a look on her face that showed for the first time to me an expression that was completely at peace, she had now no trace of a furrow in her brow from nightmares that plagued her, having known so much about humans after learning over these years I knew what that expression said, that one of fear. Here I was looking at another person, one I saw in her the first time those blue eyes met my own mud colored windows. How a vampire could be called beautiful next to this mistress of greatness. She was not, sadly, one of those humans who talked in her sleep. But dead quite.

The wonderful person who was locked inside, caged and lost due to the horrors that she had to face each and every time she had a clash with her father, each time it seemed to further disappear, so slightly, but even in these last few days I had noticed her eyes going dead more and more. As if that person I seemed so drawn to was dying. How that would kill me, being already dead now watching her go would be my demise. I wouldn't make it. I had watched the doctor come back, shocked at her advancement, and some nurses come and go. It was seven hours later and she was still sleeping.

Of course I had never in my life met a person who had been so stubborn and pig headed, so she wouldn't tell me that her father beat her, even if it was plain as day to me and to her that the knowledge of her fathers beatings was evident at least to me. So yes, I knew, she knew I knew, and she knew I knew I was sure. Simply that stubborn little wall she had placed up around herself to protect her from the devils that walked the world, but at the same time it was blocking me, the one who wanted so deeply to protect her.

Sighing as I gently took my finger, tracing the outline of her angelic face, the grand beauty truly shined when she wasn't masked in dread or pain. Completely at peace now, a slight upturn formed in her lips as my index finger lightly traced their outline. Her eyes shutters remained closed and motionless, and I still admired the beauty the portrait before me had to offer. Her thick golden lashes cross crossed and jumped off her face, the memory of her blue eyes open was so enhanced by those lashes galore. Her cheekbones defined, but not sharp and cold, gentle and carved. Her lips full curvy flesh blushed with pink, skin slightly golden thanks so to the sun, her eyebrows a natural arch of darker brown-blonde, her hair falling over her face. Her neck as fragile and dainty as a swans…

That man who called himself her father was a hethan snake that should burn endlessly in the fiery depths of hell, a bastard who should never had a chance to harm the beauty and glory that was Angel. She truly looked like one now, sleeping. Her lips parted slightly, if only she could look so at peace awake, not tormented by her personal hell. I would fix that, I was a monster, but I could fix her, I will. Nothing will stop me from making her happy again, making her smile and sleep with no nightmares.

She had not waken up since she had bitten me, and the mark was still on my arm, now not as bad, it was still healing much, much slower than I had anticipated. It was another thing that had caused my great worry, something was different about her, and I didn't know what it was, it couldn't be that she was a vampire, I of all would know this so easily.

But now in her sleep I could see with the frown gone, and peace on her face, the unreal vampiric beauty in her. How could it be possible, to be human and vampire, if that would have meant that she was born from a vampire and a human… It couldn't because that was simply one hundred and ten percent impossible… My 'parents', my vampire parents that is, had tried, hoping that the fact was wrong, or they were an exception never heard of…

But they hadn't been, I was very much unable to create a child, all vampires were sterile, the only way for us to have children would to be as a human, or to make another vampire. Making a vampire game them your blood, made them like you, almost like kin, but different in a strange, bizarre way. A bond that held you close. Like family, but for most vampires it was more like lovers. It wasn't uncommon for a vampire to have more than one lover, but I knew that my 'father' and 'mother' were an acceptation to that rule. They loved each other and only each other. They loved us, as their children, but nothing more than that.

Angel was a beautiful stranger. One that confused me more than any other one person had before. I could understand people, I could understand vampires. But Angel… She was something that I did not understand. And just because of how she acted, the air of her, now with this strangity of the vampire's actions in a mortal body… And yet having a similar effect. It was almost scary.

The young girl in front of me looked even younger, how I could have traced the outline of her beautiful facial features all day. But I promised her in her sleep I wouldn't leave her side until she was better. Even if she was sleeping, and seeming oblivious to her actions and things around her, she had looked more relaxed.

Since when did the heartless monster care about anything other than his family and himself? Nile, the very essence nightmares were made of, the inspiration for horror movies, a murderer of humans… A killer.

And here he was moved so very deeply, compelled so strongly and insistently to guard and save this fallen angel. She had such a divine air… Oh, how I could go on. Thinking of myself now like I was completely another person looking into the moment. Into my own black heart.

Now, I don't think I ever felt so strongly for someone over nothing. For nothing, what would more than likely end from this is her hurt, or worse killed… Her hating me for killing her father, or the very worst. Her becoming an actual vampire. What I was. What I loathed secretly. Myself.

How could this be…

I was falling endlessly into something that I shouldn't indulge myself in. By the holy lord himself, I think that this fallen angel had caused my black heart to again beat and feel raw human emotions. And worst of all. I think that I was in love with her.

My jaw grew ridged and stiff, as if I repulsed myself with the idea. Not because I thought Angel wasn't good enough, it was quite the opposite, she was to good for me, yet she awakened my humanity and feelings so easily. And I knew that I was drawn to her more than a meal, more than simply any bond other than what I was thinking was true love, a romance that could cost the fallen angel more hardships.

Wanting to leave but unable. She looked like snow white, rather sleeping beauty, laying still and motionless, awaiting true loves first kiss.

A smile fell over my own lips, knowing how pathetic I must look, gazing at her like a love sick puppy. My index finger still tracing her face, her lips, her hairline, eyebrows… Eyelids… Everything, until my hand came to rest fondly on her cheek, that beautiful face was no longer bruised, or swollen, but restored to its former grace, but too fast indeed to be normal, the doctor called it a miracle.

Of course after he said I must have been the medicine.

I think I like her doctor, other than he's a bloody cow for not knowing her injuries were from her sire. But he was a kind man, uplifting and fond of Angel, and protective, though the lack of it from me was obvious. He loved her like a daughter no doubt. Looking down at the memorizing face I let out a long sigh, the smile still feeling pleasant and welcomed to my lips. Right now I just wanted to watch her, to see her in peace and serenity.

Love….

It's a strange and foreign word to me, at least this love. The love for family didn't come close, it looked insignificant in comparison. My eyes slowly fall over the rest of her, checking her arm, seeing no bruise on her. It was good, as well as it was bad, it was good for she would have less pain, but bad in the fact that she would be going home that much sooner. Home to be alone with that…. Thing… That man more a monster even then myself. It angered me beyond comprehension!

Eyes no doubt ablaze, I look again at her peaceful face, and felt sorrow for her. My sleeping beauty was a sight to behold. But how could she ever love something like me… She loves her dad… And she hates him. But could she ever really love a monster fully without question, no. It was not possible. Never could it be possible.

Sleeping beauty… Sleeping beauty…

Skin so soft to put silk to shame

With a spirit as wild as a flame

Eyes that have stolen the oceans soul

Has made my black monster heart whole

I love this sleeping beauty

My sleeping beauty

I love my sleeping beauty…

Without thinking my face grew closer to her own, face was close as it gets before skin would touch, electricity seemed to flow even as she slept. But I wavered, gently scrapping my dead lips over her cheep ever so lightly, then nuzzling her cheek, into her sleeping ear I whispered "My fallen angel, you have my love"

She slept on, nothing changed, gently kissing I ear and hesitating. Looking over her lips, but knowing it would be much like tasting the forbidden fruit. All seemed to fall away, and all I could think was sleeping beauty. Sleeping beauty waiting to awake at true loves first kiss. But how could I be true loves first kiss… It wasn't possible I wasn't worthy.

Shoving the thoughts away and sitting back in the chair, so tempted to take her fragile body into my arms and to shower her in kisses and promises. But that would make things harder. Harder for her at least. A vampire has an effect on people that would make her helpless to resist. I knew it would be hard for me, because for the first time I felt true love. And I knew I was greedy, wanting it so longingly. But I didn't want a fool love. A vampire-prey relationship love.

Feeling suddenly cold and alone I felt panic, looking over her, worried she hadn't yet wakened, but also understanding, she had little sleep lately, and less of real sleep like she was getting now. Listening carefully to her breathing, the gentle rise and fall of her chest. Feeling the effects of human emotions exhaustion for the first time since being change, so a very long time, I rested my head lightly onto her chest, listening to her heart, her breathing, her had moved, fingers into my hair, the movement caused me to jump, looking to her face, she was still sleeping, lifting my hand back to her face, it followed, fingers entwining. With a longing filled smile I sighed, letting my face fall back to listen to her heart beating. My eyes closing… For the first time in over three hundred years, I slept.

Wishing, longing that I could be that first love, she, was mine.

Hours later, point of view from Angelique!!

Feeling something heavy on my chest when I was coming back to reality felt strange, no panic, non at all, I knew something was indeed causing breathing to be slightly more laboured, but it felt… Good. Even before my eyes opened I had the feeling of safety and security. And sure enough when I did open my eyes I saw Nile… But he was sleeping. And how human he looked at the moment. So beautiful still. But it was as if his godly air of him as asleep as well.

No, I did not feel like I was unsafe, but it made me feel so much better, to see something finally look normal about him. How I wanted to touch his handsome face, pale and yet so beautiful, his hand was noticeably entwined with my own and my heart about leapt out of my skin. My arm… The fracture… AND the break… They were better…

All better. The break in skin, it was gone. The pain, gone. Comfort and an erratic heartbeat thanks to this beautiful man sleeping with his head on my stomach. A smile came over my lips, but the feeling of my brow furrowing became evident. Whatever relaxed state I had been in was leaving. I knew what doom awaited me at home. But looking over Nile had brought me some sort of security, false or not I wasn't sure, but I knew I was harbouring feelings for him.

Wow, it felt so strange and weird, the fluttering of my heart, it wasn't the oddity how he caused my heart to skip and dance about randomly, but how I felt, something that gripped me so strong it couldn't be normal. Now, it was either I had a sever case of 'lust' or I think, perhaps I might really like this guy. I mean, REALLY REALLY like this guy. To be rather blunt with myself, I think I loved him.

No! What a fool I was. I mean, come on, I barely knew him…

But He HAD saved my life of course… And he was so fucking beautiful as well.

It had to just be lust, my mind was simply trying to play a silly fools joke on me. Sighing as I looked over the side of my hospital bed, hand not letting go of Nile just yet, savouring the contact with such bizarrely silken hands. His cheek pressed to my belly, and under the thin blanket I finally seemed to notice I was no doubt nude as a newborn babe.

Even if he was dead asleep I had a blush growing thickly on my cheeks, I could feel the fire, and that simply reminded my of the fire that had been in my body… Strangest thing, but so easy to explain. How had I gotten back over here… The door had been locked; I had been covering my wrist… I felt no pain so I either had painkillers out the ears, or I truly was actually healed. And that got me to how long I had ended up asleep, I wasn't stiff, so it couldn't be to long… But then again a few days couldn't even do these wonders for me, and boy was I ever sure!

And I was naked as a jaybird right now… Why I did not know, but then for some reason, looking at Nile, having a rash thought that he had something to do with it, not that I minded.

Grinning sheepishly to myself at the desire that rose in me, feeling the attraction between us was violent and strong, my god! I was trying to remember something that happened after… Then I thought it was something… No. It couldn't be. I heard the voice of Nile, as if a million miles away, telling my that I had his love.

I wrote it off as fiction. I knew that couldn't be possible. I mean, come on, Nile the god-man-boy or what ever the excellent abed being he was, could never be content with a simpleton like me.

Even if he looked so human in this very moment it caused my heart to jump, I had never thought threw my own eyes to see Nile as anything but a god. Smiling still slightly as he shifted so slightly… How stiff he must feel right now.. And how long had he been asleep on me… I let my free hand, one that at least HAD been broken at one point in my hospital stay here, and gently touched that well sculpted face.

It was like being hypnotized, looking at him. His handsome cheekbones rounded but refined, his lips with little curve, but so desirable… oh, how it would be to kiss him, wow. She was burning with lust… Because she wouldn't accept the answer that she loved him. It wasn't possible. It would make things… Strange, weird and well… Odd. Because I don't think I have ever felt love for anyone by my mother who was now gone… But of course this was different, he wasn't the type of person you give a love you give your ma. I think I could love him. Yes, that had to be it.

That's what was drawing me in, and pushing me away at the same time. I gently pulled a finger over his cheek as he slept, he nearly gave me a heart attack when his face moved, as if trying to nuzzle the hand, although I had taken my hand away in fear he would wake up, instead he nuzzled my… Well, breast.

OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD…

He touched my boob

OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD…

I felt a burning race recklessly threw my body, but this time it wasn't for the pain, but frankly pure true burning lust. Feeling uneasy, for that alone was not something I was familiar with. My eyes started to wander down and noticing now how his nose had remained just as close, my heart felt like it stopped dead, and at the same time started racing. Strange and appealing as it was scary. My god, How every touch he gave me, asleep or awake, awakened my lust… Cause of course, that was what it was, at least this was…

Okay, so I had to try moving his head… off my breast, without trying to molest the sleeping prince. Moving slightly before hesitating, instead of moving him away, gently tracing his face, and the memory of a slight touch blazing around her face erotically…

Well, perhaps it was worriedly, but the memory actually had caused my freaking nipples to harden… Dear lord, I REALLY never felt that before. Scared and unfamiliar with what was happening, I forced myself to sit up, and his head simply slid down… And down…

Okay, now it was nice to see him sleep, but I was going crazy, wanting to kiss him and explore that handsome body…

Stop it!

I scolded myself in my head, then the eyes opened, looking at my belly, of course since it was in his face, as his beautiful head rested now on my lap, and he was nearly falling out of the chair, then they slowly creped up to my face. Of course not going fast, but slowly taking in it all… Shocked expression, then to my face, no real expression.

"Ah… You… Just might want to cover up… a little… now… Please"

For the first time he seemed embarrassed, or out of things to say, just looking at him dumbly. What ever he meant by that I didn't know, because really again that godliness was back and hit me. My god, I just got dazzled.

"You know, move…. The thing…up… and over… Quickly"

Still clueless I looked at him, desire still stirring so erratically in my belly. Wholly hell I was ready to jump on him…

Okay, what happened to me in that bathroom, seriously, this was not like me at all, I was the chick that laughed at those horny boys and girls… And here she was.

His eyes traveled down a moment, and quick but reluctantly had returned to my face…

He must be able to see my 'excitement' threw the clothing.

That was when he sat up, and his hands lifted the blanket to my shoulders. That's when I remembered that I had nothing ON under it. Dear lord, how was I going to live threw THIS!

"Ah, thank you"

And THAT… That was all I could say. I knew not only did he see overly perky breasts.. HE SAW THEM… Like, in his face… Half naked body…

Oh my.

"So, ah, how are you feeling"

I grinned.

"great…"

I had to have had the brightest red face he had ever scene, and truly I did want to shrink and blink out of existence. Seriously, I had just been exposed to this handsome, beautiful, sexy guy I barely knew, and was rather feeling, embarrassed to say the least.

At least it was easy to say that was a normal feeling. I mean, embarrassed should be the feeling you get after your bare chest was in another persons face basically… I think Okay, now, this was simply the worst… Yet best moment of my life. He had been interested… Even if it could only be lust, he had looked, oh… He was so dreamy…

Now I felt like a fool. Thank god people couldn't mind read, because to be frank, I would simply have to take a gun to my head and pull the trigger, because anyone seeing me like this was bad enough, hearing what I was thinking would be an abomination. Dear lord, I was happy I just gave a guy a nice 'perky' wakeup call.

Obviously what ever happened had caused me to completely lose my mind, did my brain get removed? Or what?

"That's good, you have been sleeping for hours. I happened to fall asleep as well"

I nodded lightly, still pink as you could think most likely. But I still didn't get how long exactly I had slept.

"So, how many days… Er weeks, have I been out?" I asked lightly.

"Well, it was seven hours about the time I drifted off… So at most a day I think. Can't be sure, highly doubt to long since if I had been out to long I think it would cause a commotion"

Catching eyes with him made my heart stop again, his hands rest on my shoulders, holding on the sheer white sheet, his eyes had been rather content as it seemed now, on my own, more than I could have said for all other guys… Well, he had looked, but come on. He was a guy, but he didn't look more than being unexpectedly flashed had been expectable.

"Strange. I feel fine now…" I flexed my arm, rather enjoying him holding the sheet up, his soft hands had lightly draped over my shoulders, "and no dropping that sheet 'by accident' Mister. I wont fall for it" I said in a flirty voice, tossing a joke at him. At first I thought I needed to be slapped. But well, who wouldn't feel strange and giddy around him! I sure did.

"I hardly think I would need to do that" he said flashing me a smile after hesitating, being taken off guard by the brooding girl he must have known, and a flirty side coming out. I would have, that was for sure. He had a musical chuckle flowing from his vocals.

That was most likely the closest anyone has gotten my to yelling 'take me now', and I am a very controlled young woman. I got beat rather than to indulge myself in adultery sports. It was my turn to let my eyes wander, my heart thundering faster, to the point I thought I would faint when his hand gently brushed my face, moving bangs from my eyes.

"I am sure you had a nice view. And why, might I ask, am I naked?"

He flashed a smile at me that would make anyone swoon, oh, I was too far-gone now. It was not embarrassment that burned in me, again desire. Christ, what was wrong with me.

"Your doc thought you didn't want it, and would get oh so grumpy if he got you another one, seems you locked yourself in the bathroom and shoved your hospital cloths down the toilet. At least you tried to. And fell asleep just BESIDE your bed, on the floor. Not so comfortable I'm sure. But must have been some merical cream on the ground, cause you got better in record time. As we spoke it was as if a magnet drew us in, as if my desire had stirred him some way, don't know if he noticed.

"I guess there was"

I flashed him my most winning grin.