A/N: SO I am ten reviews away from reaching the two hundred mark! Woohoo! You know what that means . After ten reviews and ten rates I will update. I already have the nest chappie typed so its all up to yall . Heres another big hit in the story . I wanted to ask yall a question . I reallywant this story to kind of hit you in the gut every time you read, surprise you with every chapter and make you anticipate the next one until you cant stand it . AM I doing that well or does it just seem like im rushing the story? I want some honest opinions! I wont get offeneded .
Funny how even though I was gone it seemed like peoples life had happy moments while I being stabbed and beaten. Adrian and Spencer hit it off , Spencers timid demeanor balancing Adrians off the wall personality. Amy is happily single and life seems pretty normal.
One person I haven't seen is Kayte . Kayte and I aren't always getting along but I would think she would be there to welcome me back .
" Heyy Zach, wheres Kayte?"
Every face in the room fell. Confusion crossed my features I'm sure and I searched everyones faces. " What aren't you telling me?"My head whipped around to Amy, she was the most likely to give me answers. Her eyes shattered with grief as she choked out " She's dead. " One single tear escaped from her eye.
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Kayte Ryde POV
"What?" I gasped out between tears.
" He was shot last night." The police mans voice came through the phone line .
" Your lying ! " I screamed at him, but I knew he wasn't the empty ache in my gut wad proof of that.
" I'm sorry mam"He said in a monotone voice. He wasn't sorry, they never were . It's what they were taught to say , supposed to comfort those who had lost loved ones. They said the same thing when strigoii killed my parents when I was eleven .
The line went dead but I blocked out the beeps , to consumed with my one thoughts. He couldn't be dead. He had just proposed! That's why I was here at my grandmothers, to tell her the news. We were supposed to live happily ever after! Have kids and a white house at court , happy and care free. He wasn't supposed to be gone we hadn't even got to start our lives together! It wasn't fair! People day there is a god out there. If so then why would he take my life away from me before it could even start? Why, god dammit ? Did this god have something against me? He would let me get close to people and then right when I was happiest he would take them away. Just like my parents.
I ran out out of my grandmothers cottage, sobs racking my whole body. The woods out side her house seemed poetic. Trees and branches broken and ruined, like me .
I tripped over a fallen log and I fell to the ground face dirty and hair resembling a rats nest . A fuzzy feeling came from my ankle and I looked down to see the bone sticking out a in plain sight. I must have severely broken it but I felt no pain , just a strange numbing feeling. My body must be in shock . I felt slighty light headed and I knew i was loosing to much blood. I needed to feed but grandmas house was to far away.
My head snapped up when I heard a man say "Are you okay mam?" A man in his late fourties was leaning against a tree .
He had salt and pepper hair , slighty dishelved and shocking blue eyes. By the way he was dressed I could tell he was hiking.
There was my way out, all this pain could go away. I didn't have to feel anything , all I had to do was drain him dry. He looked like a nomad , maybe no one would notice he was gone.
" Oh kind sir , I broke my ankle and I don't think I cab make it out . Would you be so caring to help me get back to my grandmothers cabin?" I said in the most innocent voice I could manage. His eyes gravitated towards my ankle and they widened to twice their normal size.
" Of course " he said and knelt down to inspect her ankle . As soon as he looked in her eyes she knew what she had to do , she was to weak to chase him. Wind had always been her element but she had always been pretty good at compulsion, let's just hope it pulled through when she needed it.
I looked in his eyes and said in the most monotone voice I could "Don't move, don't scream." trying to concentrate the best I could . By the way his eyes glazed over and he nodded I could I succeeded .
My eyes flickered to his neck right before I licked my fangs and attacked, feeling my teeth sink into the artery in his neck.
When his lifeless body fell to the ground all I could do was stare into those open blue eyes as I felt the transformation begin.
What had I done ? I didn't want to become a monster. I just wanted not to feel this pain, this grief. Now I had made a mistake I that would haunt me before the rest of my life.
A/N : So? Thoughts? I was going to make it where Christian just turned Kayte but I figured that was just too predictable so I made her do this . It seems like her to me . What do you think? Btw I will take a few entries on characters for later on in the story , I need to introduce some new ones , give me more personalitys to work with . SO give me a character! But entry forms do not count as a review in the ten reviews until update! Srry but If I say it counts I will get no real feed back . RATE AND REVIEW IF YOU WANT AN UPDATE!