Sorry I took so long to update, I had a facepainting gig down south and I had no internet access:(
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Time always reveals the lonely light of morning
The wound that would not heal, It's the bitter taste of losing everything
That I have held so dear.
Sarah McLachlan - Fallen
I darted through the dense trees, following my scent from before. I made my way back through the trail until I burst into the clearing again. There was no one there, I searched around franticly for a sign of them but nothing could be found.
"No please no, I need to find him, I need to see him" I cried as I sank to the ground. I had lost him, my Mícheál. I sobbed silently until the dawn came yet again. I got up and shook my head as if it could take away the pain.
I had two choices; either I had to destroy myself, or I could keep looking for him.
There was no way I could live without my love, and I wasn't completly sure there was an afterlife to look forward to. I was sure that if there was, there was no way that God would let me into heaven with my lifestyle, whether I had chosen it or not. I was brought up a god-fearing woman and I hadn't exactly led the most virtuous of lives. If I destroyed myself there definatly would be no way I'd ever see Mícheál again, hell or no.
On the other hand, if I stayed alive and kept looking for him I could find him again and be happy. Yes, that was what I was going to do. I didn't care if it took me a thousand years, I would keep looking for my mate.
With some of my sanity returned to me, I started to make some plans. To blend in with the crowds, I would need to clean up first. I had plenty of time so I strolled through the woods, a little quicker than a human jogging.
As I travelled along my path, I noticed that the forest around me was silent as I passed by. I stopped, looking around for any signs of danger. I shrank back, hiding alongside a tree. It was about a minute before I realised that the danger was me. I giggled as I figured it out. I had better find Mícheál soon, I was starting to go insane.
I continued on another fifteen minutes until I came to a small farm. It consisted of a main house, a barn, a shed and an outhouse. The walls were whitewashed and there was a well nearby. It was about three or four in the morning and no one was about, so I decided to get to work. I went to the well and washed away the blood and soot from my skin and hair.
I was now clean, the only thing needed now were clothes. I crept in the unlocked door of the house and went upstairs. There were four rooms upstairs. I looked in the first two rooms to find they were filled with junk.
I silently eased the door open and then froze. It was a bedroom. The boy in the bed was about the same age as John was. I felt like I had been hit by a train. I crumpled to the floor at the memory of what had happened earlier that day. I cried tearlessly, forgetting where I was. I don't know how long I lay there, leaning against the door frame sobbing endlessly.
"Hello?" I sprang up, taken by suprise. I was shocked to see the young boy sitting up and staring at me. I didn't move. "Um, are you okay?" he whispered. "I...I'm not...I don't think...I should go" I stammered. I ran out the door and into one of the junk rooms, hoping that he wouldn't follow. I hid in a small corner behind a couch. How could I have been so carelesss? I only realised then that I hadn't exactly been silent when I fell apart.
I heard a creak and froze. "Hello? Where did you go?" I didn't move, afraid of what I might do. I had already fed enough for three vampires in the last few hours, but in my current state of mind I wasn't sure. I was unstable.
There you go, another short little chapter. It three in the morning and my brain is fried so thats all I can come up with at the moment.
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