Selfish Love and Sisterhood

(Catherina POV)

Another day has passed, and still my angel has not returned. I am a fool to expect him to return of course, for he never said he would ever look back to me. I need him though. He is my one true love. My Caius Volturi, the handsome man who seduced me almost three days ago, and vanished into the night. My heart would always belong to Caius Volturi, and he would surely return for he must love me. One magical night and he vanished, taking my heart with him. I sighed, staring into my mirror dejectedly. He would have to return. He could not vanish like my parents, like my sister. For he was my angel, my starlight. My beautiful starlight in the darkest of nights in this city. I remembered the stories he had told me, the legends of the city, and make-believe tales of mythical creatures, like the werewolves he despised, and the immortal children him and his 'brothers' wanted to experiment on. His life seemed to have been merged with the folklore of Volterra, to where he could not tell where the edges sat. I ran my fingers through my long chocolate curls, and looked into my own eyes. The grey eyes, eyes I had always wanted to be the sapphire blue of Aria's eyes. All of my childish fantasies seemed so silly now. I heard footsteps in the front room. Standing, I quietly walked into the hall and looked around the door to see who had come. My first thought was Aria had returned. The girl looked so much like Aria in the pictures I had of her. Her beautiful blue eyes seemed to be garnet red, something that seemed impossible, even though Caius had red eyes too. Her skin seemed to glow, and she was beautiful. It was impossible for her to be here though, for if she was Aria had not aged at all. The man that stood beside her was also one of the most beautiful people Catherina had ever seen. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, maybe even late-twenties, with honey coloured curls that framed his face and he too had the ruby red eyes Catherina was becoming more and more accustomed to seeing. How was it possible for something like this to happen?

"Aria?" I asked. Aria smiled at me softly.

"It's me, Catherina," Aria said gently. I frowned.

"How are you still the same?" I asked. Aria looked at the man, who shrugged.

"Do you remember the stories Mama and Papa use to tell us when we were small about the legends of Volterra?" Aria said. I nodded. I remembered then after falling in love with Caius more than ever.

"Well, they weren't legends. They were real," Aria said. I gasped.

"Oh! Oh my," I looked away from them. This must be a dream. It had to be.

"Why does this place smell of vampire, Catherina?" the man asked in a Mexican accent, so strange contrasting to Aria and my Italian accents.

"It does?" I asked.

"Who have you had in here lately, Catherina?" Aria asked.

"Just the neighbours mostly. And Caius," I sighed and smiled.

"Caius?" Aria echoed. I nodded brightly.
"Oh, Aria, you should meet him! We had the most magical night and he vanished! I love him so, so much, so he will come back soon. I know he will love you!" I beamed at her. She looked confused, then upset. I frowned.

"Oh, Catherina," Aria sighed.

"What?" I asked nervously.

"I know Caius. He does not love you, for he is married and loves his wife very much," Aria said softly. I shook my head.

"I don't care if he is married. He must love me," I said simply. Aria sighed, but the man put his hand on her shoulder. She smiled at him. I began to wonder who this strange man was.
"Who is he?" I asked.

"This is Santiago," Aria said, smiling at him. He leant down and kissed her cheek softly. I was horrified.

"He must be twice your age!" I gasped.
"Not quite," he said calmly, "She is eighteen and I am twenty-nine."

"That's still wrong!" I exclaimed.

"What does eleven years matter? When there is forever, love becomes the most important thing in the world," Aria explained squarely. I shook my head.

"We need to leave," Santiago said.

"Why?" I asked. I could not help but to like him, though I did not want to.

"To stay safe, Catherina," Aria reached out to take my hand. I slipped my hand into hers and stepped towards the couple.

"What about Caius?" I asked, "How will he find me?"

They considered this for a moment. I could tell they did not want Caius to find me, but they did not want to upset me.

"If it is meant to be, he will find you," Santiago said, and I nodded.

"Why isn't it safe here?" I asked. They exchanged a look.

"Catherina, we did something very wrong," Aria bowed her head, "We left our home, our life, and our friends. All because of the lies we were told. And now we don't know what else to do."

I sighed and drew in closer to Aria.

"Let's go," I whispered, and we took off into the night.