A Silver Lining: Chapter 2.
A/N: Major apologies for such a delay in updating, guys. Really hope this makes up for it, and you enjoy it all.
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It was dark when Arra opened her eyes. She had to blink a few times to let her eyes adjust to the darkness. She was in her bed; she recognized the feel, stretching out under the covers. She was covered in a cold sweat, probably from the nightmare she had just experienced. She reached out to the other side, expecting warmth, expecting the solid shape of Amicus that she could curl into.
There was nothing. It was as cold as stone, as if nobody had been there. Panic started to bubble deep down within her, as she sat up in the bed. A strangled cry left her lips and her hands instantly went to her stomach. Something was wrong.
A scream died in her throat, unable to make any noise, as a candle was suddenly lit in the room, illuminating a tall man dressed in red. It was the man from her nightmare, Larten Crepsley. "W-What's going on?" She whispered, her voice shaking.
"Arra.." Larten began as he stepped towards her, but she flinched away.
"How do you know my name?" Arra demanded her eyes locked with his.
"You told me your name, when I brought you back here." He explained calmly to her, as if discussing nothing more than the weather.
Try as she might, she could remember nothing of that. "This cannot be real. You were in my dream." She said quickly, trying to make sense of it all.
Larten sighed. Of course he had to make use of his powers. Charna's guts, she was hysterical. He had to get her home silently, let her get some rest. She had been through a lot more than she realized, and he was going to have to be the one who broke the bad news to her. He ran a hand through his spiked up hair, sighing once more. Despite her reaction, he sat at the end of her bed, far enough away from her. He looked up to her with piercing blue eyes, a hint of sadness shining in them. He did feel a connection to the girl. "Arra... It was not a dream. Your Fiancé was murdered. I am so sorry." He said, slowly, allowing the words to sink in.
Arra felt as if she had been struck in the stomach, something wedged in her throat, refusing to let her breathe. Her breath came in short, sharp pants as she shook her head, a confused look on her face. "But... But that can't be... I... I mean.. He was... We were going to be married... Have a baby..." She trailed off, unable to get any more of her words out. Tears burned in her eyes, but she refused to allow them fall on front of a stranger.
"Arra... I really am very sorry... You had a miscarriage... I'm sorry." Maybe he was being blunt, but there was no point drawing out her pain.
Everything she had thought about wanting to remain strong, to not cry, it was all wiped away. She burst into a wave of tears. She didn't even have the strength to fight him. She had known something was wrong when she sat up. She could feel it, she was empty. Her body shook uncontrollably as she dissolved into floods of tears. She hugged her knees to her chest, burying her head in her hands.
Larten, quite awkwardly, moved to her, taking her in his arms and allowing her to cry as much as she wanted or needed to.
After what seemed like an hour, Arra pulled away from Larten. Her eyes were red raw, puffy and bloodshot. She had completely soaked the sleeve of Larten's jacket, but that was the least of her worries. Larten rose and got her a mug of water, one which she thirstily downed with no hesitation.
She just let the mug roll onto the bed, not caring about much right now. Her husband to be, the love of her life had been murdered right on front of her. Their baby was gone, dead. She had nothing left of him now. She was completely alone in the world.
She looked ahead of her, staring blankly.
Larten just watched her, not sure of what to do. He couldn't leave her. He was left alone when he found out that his wife had been murdered, their children too. The scars on his wrists proved that being alone was the worst thing that could happen. He gently reached out, brushing his fingertips across her shoulder. "Arra, you will be okay. You can get through this."
Arra scoffed ever so slightly, turning her head to look at him. "How do you know that?" She asked her tone accusing.
Larten sighed, shaking his head. He didn't want to get into this now. "I... I don't.. But I'm going to help you through it, if you will allow me to, of course."
Arra looked away for a moment, before she forced herself to look back at him. She suddenly remembered how fast he had been able to move, how the mysterious man with the scar had killed the beast that murdered her husband. With all of that, she felt no fear. She was numb."What are you?" She asked, blatantly direct.
Larten watched her closely for a moment, before he nodded. He was going to tell her. "Vampire. I am a Vampire."
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A/N: Dun dun dunn! I quite enjoy leaving cliffhangers ;)
Hope you all enjoyed! Will be updating soon, I promise.
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