1 Week Later

I wake up to find, an empty bed. I get up and walk out. Daniel is getting his bag from the closet.

"You okay Daniel?" I ask.

"Sapphire, uh I'm umm just…" He pauses, not knowing what to say.

"Daniel are you leaving?" I panic.

"No Sapphire. I just got called in to work. I have to go. I'm so sorry." He comes toward me. I back up.

"That's leaving me!" I angrily joke.

"NO I'M NOT!" Daniel gets really angry with me. His wings open, I've never seen them before. I back up scared how angry Daniel is getting.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD THINK I'M LEAVING YOU! I WILL COME BACK EVEN IF IT KILLS ME!" he grabs me, shaking me. I suck in a breath.

"Daniel, I won't be here, you'll to come find me and until you're ready for a relationship were I come first then come find me but until then, well I'm not your fiancée." I smile sadly. I kiss him; grab my bag of stuff I never unpacked. Go grab everything else and leave, running down the hall crying. I get to the elevator, turning around I see Daniel in the doorway of our room. I look down, get into the elevator and press the button for the lobby. I see Daniel running toward me, he barley gets here when the elevator door shuts and I go down. When I get down stairs, I see a bus leaving for the airport. Before I can change my mind I make a run for the bus. I jump on and sit in the back. I stare out the window. I have no clue where to go. I decide on California, its save and I can meet some movie stars. I buy a ticket and get in the line. He'll come back, I know it. I sigh, what is wrong with me?

1955 Hollywood, CA

I walk my dog down the street, I see a person acting suspicious. I go up to them.

"Hello, is everything okay?" I asked concerned. The person looks up; I realize in that moment that it's Marilyn Monroe. I gap at her.

"Excuse me, but are you Marilyn Monroe?" I ask shocked. She nods and pulls me aside.

"Let me guess you're Sapphire Redrose?" She smiles at me, my heart drops.

"Yes, how do you know me?" I ask smiling.

"Someone told me that I could use a best friend and you are the person for having a best friend." She laughs, her laughs sounds like bells and its so beautiful I can't help but smile.

"Well yes I am a really good best friend. Am I your new best friend?" I ask, careful to watch around us, making sure no journalist are around.

"I would love that!" she jumps up and hugs me. We run to her car, after dropping my dog off at my house. She drives back to her place.

"Follow me." She whispers. We silently go into her bedroom, no one noticing us. I smile.

"I love your bedroom, it's just so beautiful." I lay down on her bed. Her beds feels like a cloud. She lies next to me.

"Can I tell you something?" she asks.

"Of course, I am your best friend." I smile.

"I want to kill myself. Is that a bad thing?" she seems concerned but relieved to have told someone.

"Well it is a bad thing but at the same time, it might be just stress. I'll never let anything happen to you while I'm your best friend. I promise." I smile and hug her. She hugs me back.

"Thank you, no ones ever said that to me before." I grin. I feel something tingle inside me. I knew everything would be fine, she would never die, not like Diamond. I promised her.

1962 August, 4

Me and Mar are getting ready to go to a party when she kisses me.

"MAR!" I giggle. "I'm getting ready can you wait until tonight." She pouts.

"Fine Saphy." She giggles. I told her my whole life story so she knows not to call me Saph. I roll my eyes at her. I get everything ready and perfect. I help her get everything perfect on her. I kiss her this time. I've been in love with her since 1955, the day I promised nothing will ever happen to her. We go downstairs. I grab our purses and meet her out in the limo.

"Mar here is your purse, the one you always seem to forget." I look annoyed at her. She rolls her eyes and takes a sip of her cocktail she has in her hand.

"Marilyn Monroe! I told you months ago to stop drinking! You're going to kill yourself!" I angrily yell at her. She has been drinking non-stop but she does seem happier then the first time I met her. We arrive and a stranger with white hair opens our door.

"Thank you." I look suspiciously at him. "Mar come on, we have to get inside." I grab her arm.

"Allow me to escort you young ladies in." He says.

"Oh there's no need sir. We're alright by our selves. Thank you though." I calmly get mar away from the strange man. I swear he had red eyes. I look behind me, he smiles and turns around. I look ahead again. Me and Mar start dancing.

"Can I have a dance?" a man asks. I look up to see it's the guy from the front.

"With me or Marilyn?" I ask with a smile.

"With you first than Marilyn?" he smiles and holds out his hand. I grab it and drift away from her. We dance for a while.

"So you're a demon? Anything else I should know about? Are you going to hurt Marilyn?" I whisper.

Shocked he didn't say anything at first. "My name is Layton and yes I am a demon. I don't make any promises." He looks down at me.

"I can't let you near her if you can't make the promise to not harm her. I am her body guard, and if you let anything happen, I will kill you and I'm not just saying that." I let my fangs down and smile showing them. He looks taken back.

"A vampire never met one in person before." He looks around as the song ends.

"Well it's your friends turn now." He winks and goes toward Marilyn. He stops and says "what's your name?"

"My name is Sapphire and that's all you need to know." I follow him and watch them from a distant. I look away for a second and their gone. I freak and look around. I see a flash of white hair toward the back door. I run over there and open the door. No one is out there. I go over to the limo and look in, no one. I know something was up with that guy. I look around freaking out. I go back in and look for Marilyn again. I see her leaning against the bar, looking for me.

"Marilyn where did you go? I was looking for you. I saw you dancing and then you were gone. You freaked me out." I say breathing heavy.

"I went to the bathroom, I'm sorry I scared you. Are you okay?" She asks concerned.

"No I'm not okay. I felt like I lost you, not like the feeling you lost someone but like you died. It really freaked me out." I'm still breathing heavy. I shake my head to keep me from crying. I take a deep breath and we go out and dance. We have a fun night. Layton not showing his face again.