I sit alone in the dark, musky room. Sleek silver walls surround me. I've never come across anything so strong. I've tried with all my might to knock them down, but they are too firm. A large door with an incredibly confusing lock system keeps me in here.
That door flies open fast just then. And in walks Dugan.
"Have you decided yet, love?" He asks in a very intentionally seductive tone. I take my eyes off of him. I know I can't resist him when I'm staring at the perfection of his gorgeous face, or the muscular planes of his pale chest which is exposed due to the opened button-up shirt he is wearing.
"No," I said starkly, now turning my whole body away from him. Dugan has given me several options:
1. I can save my own life by becoming his new queen, but lose Alec and Faith.
I get to save Faith, but Alec would die, and I would not be considered his queen, but a slave that would be locked away somewhere and never seen by the public. Most likely used for sex.
I get to save Alec, but Faith would die, and I would, again, become his slave.
My options suck. I do NOT want to become some secret sex toy, but I also could never exchange Alec and Faith's lives to prevent that. Number one is out of the question.
Number two and Number three are the ones I'm struggling with. How is a mother and wife suppose to choose who to get rid of, her husband or daughter?
"Can't I have a fourth option? I'll do anything, anything I swear, as long as you leave them both alone," I begged him as I began to sob. He didn't come to comfort me like I wanted. Instead, he smiled coldly and then ran out of the room.
A sinking feeling entered my stomach. I think I just said the exact words he wanted me to. I think he might have set up a trap that I would willingly fall into. I think I just jeopardized my chance of saving at least one of them. I think swearing into any fourth option he might throw at me was a terrible idea. I think I just made a horrible decision.
ALEC POV
My insides twisted in utter pain. My stubby fingernails clawed uselessly at my surprisingly soft skin. This is worse than becoming a vampire. Who was that girl that injected that syringe into my arm? How did she even get it through my rock hard skin? It must be made of some super-metal that can pierce vampire skin. And since apparently that it isn't bad enough that someone has found something strong enough to break our skin, there has also been some kind of poison invented that is slowly igniting my body in toxic fire right now.
Where is my Destiny? The image of her sweet little smile and sunshine-blond hair flashed through my squeezed eyelids. For a moment, I was released from the acidic torture, and in its place came that familiar fluttery feeling I get every time I even think about my wifey.
That delightful state dissolved quickly though. I thought I let out a screech of pain, but I heard nothing.. Nothing, that is, except a heartbeat.. Not just any heartbeat though.. My heartbeat. But, thats impossible.. Or maybe that female vampire didn't actually inject me with a liquid that can kill VAMPIRES. Maybe it was something that can turn vampires back into humans, and it must have been laced with something lethal to humans.
Wait.. Does that mean I am a human right now? Is that why my skin is so warm and soft? My already ragged breathing becomes rougher. But, for some reason, I am a little happy. I am not dieing that unnatural death I had put so many of my kind through already. I am dieing a human. This is what almost every vampire wants. I felt a little smile creep onto my face.
I allowed my weak arms to fall to my sides. My contorted face smoothed out into the peaceful position of a human slumber. I'm giving up. I hope Des and Fay are alright. I love them both so much it hurts, but I've been "alive" for much too long. Its my time to go now. And having a human death is blissful. I moved my lips, hoping I was talking though I couldn't actually hear anything.
"Goodbye, Faith. You are adorable and sweet and one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I love you and I hope you and your mommy are happy together.
Goodbye, Destiny, my love. You are the most amazing person I have ever met. I will never forget you, no matter where I go after this life. You will always be the most magnificent, astoundingly gorgeous woman I have ever and will ever see. I'm going to miss you so much. I love you, for all eternity."
FAITH POV
The worst pain I have ever felt ripped through me. It felt like I was screaming, but I heard nothing. Why did that pretty lady do this to me? What did I do to make her hate me so much? Is it because I hurt Emilee's parents? I didn't mean to.. I really didn't.. Uncle Dugan told me it was okay to bite them once, just to get the feel of it. And then I couldn't stop..
A constant thudding sound was beating through my skull. It sounds like my heart, but mommy said vampire's hearts never beat.. Does that mean I'm not a vampire anymore?.. Am I dieing?
"Mommy!" I attempted to send a cry for help to her, but, again, I heard nothing. My body convulsed with sobs, but the only thing I could hear was the loud pulse of my heart, which is speeding faster and faster by the second.
"You said you would protect me forever, mommy. Why aren't you helping me? You said I was your little princess, daddy. Why are you letting this happen to me?" I felt the words leave my lips, but I didn't hear them. I hoped no one had heard them though. They were selfish and petty.
I'm so scared though. I don't want to die. I want to live with mommy and daddy in our castle forever. I want to meet the Cullens and go on all kinds of adventures with them, like mommy did. I want to fall in love with a boy as amazing as daddy. I want to have my happily ever after, even if I'm frozen in the body of a child.
A felt a salty tear slip past my lips. I'm crying? Vampires can't cry.. Vampires also can't feel both the physical and emotional pain I'm feeling right now. I really must be human again. I like being a vampire though..
"If I die, just know I love you mommy and daddy." I whispered, hoping they had somehow heard. I let my body go limp. If death is what it takes to get rid of this horrid hurt I'm going through now, I'll take it gladly.
DESTINY POV
I inhaled deeply, searching for any trace of Alec or Faith's scents. Absolutely nothing. I could hear them moaning and screaming, and it sliced through my heart. I just couldn't find them though, or figure out what is causing them so much pain.
Dugan has released me into this huge, confusing maze of dark, thick walls. There is absolutely no scent of ANYTHING for me to follow. Dugan told me that I might be able to find one. But just one. And there is a small possibility I'll get to save the one I find. And he said he'll allow me to keep whoever I save. I won't have time to save the other, they'll be dead by the time I get to them. I don't know if I trust him.
I take off in a random direction. I follow twists and turns, and eventually find myself at a dead end. I turn around, and speed off, ending up at another dead end, and then another, and then one more. With a cry of frustration and anger, I take off again. This time, I find myself quickly approaching the sound of my love's little prayer he is whispering.
"Goodbye, Faith. You are adorable and sweet and one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I love you and I hope you and your mommy are happy together.
Goodbye, Destiny, my love. You are the most amazing person I have ever met. I will never forget you, no matter where I go after this life. You will always be the most magnificent, astoundingly gorgeous woman I have ever and will ever see. I'm going to miss you so much. I love you, for all eternity."
Tears prick my eyes, but refuse to fall down my cheeks. Trying to maintain my composure, I keep going until I find myself kneeling by Alec's side. His hear beat rings through my ears. Sweat covers his body. He is feverish, and so soft. His skin doesn't have that chalky palor anymore. Now it is just the pale of a sick teenage boy. His hair is messy, not sleek and perfect as usual, and not quite as soft. His lips are still a lovely rose color, though chapped and blistered, but they aren't perfectly formed as usual. The dark circles under his eyes aren't as pronounced as usual, but still there since he is obviously very sick. He seems shorter, and not as muscular. So weak and frail. With my index finger, I peel his eyelid back. A startling ice-blue stares back at me. They are distant and foggy though, and gaze blankly right past me.
"Oh my god. Alec," I whisper. He doesn't seem to hear me, but somehow he feels my hand resting against his arm. His fingers fumbly around blindly for a moment, until they come to rest lightly on top of mine.
"Poison," He whispers weakly. Hes been poisoned. Hes dieing. What am I suppose to do? I steady myself with a deep breath. I guess I have no other option but to suck it out of him. I don't know if I can resist his blood though. Dugan has starved me for the past couple days and I'm thirstier than I have been in a long time.
After a moments hesitation, I tilt his head back, and sink my fangs into his neck, allowing the sweetest blood I have ever tasted to flood my mouth.
I almost lost this story! Laptop crashed! Which is why there hasn't been any updates anytime soon! I'm going to wrap up the story soon. And then I'm going to work on a new story. No more sequels for Love And Destiny, I don't think.