Haha! Here it is! The long-awaited update to ALL HAIL THE PRINCESS OF VOLTERRA! Success, I have returned!
RECAP!
-Alec was cooking breakfast for Amara, how CUTE!
-Aro walked in on them making out in the kitchen. (Oh, DADDY!)
-Amara is having second thoughts on getting turned.
'Kay, that's all you need to know right now.
Q & A time!
-Is she SERIOUS?
Yes, she's serious. VERY serious.
-Why is she fearing it?
There are many answers to this.
She doesn't want to give up her human experiences (growing old, having kids, etc.)
She doesn't want to kill people.
She thinks her soul will be damned, like Edward thinks.
-Is Alec disappointed in her?
Not so much, more of…fear of being rejected. He IS slightly disappointed but he feels mostly hurt and unwanted, but we all know he's wanted very much.
Anyways, I really hope you guys enjoy this update. Thanks to everyone who's subscribing and favorite-ing me! I love you all!
ENJOI!
AMARA's POV:
He turned around instantly, the toast beginning to burn behind him. His expression expressed hurt and disappointment. His eyes looked like he would've cried but we both knew that tears would never come.
"WHAT did you just say?"
The corner of his lips twitched in false amusement and he let out a short, shaky breath. He slowly turned and turned off the stove then turned back to face me. He looked down as he walked to me, taking my face gently yet securely in his ice-cold hands.
"Amie, you don't know what you're saying," he told me, the fear of rejection evident in his eyes as he watched my face. "You don't mean that, Love…I know you don't."
I averted my eyes from his, not being able to look at his face. I fought back tears. I had never wanted to hurt him but saying those words had hurt him more than I knew. I had hurt my Alec.
"Alec, I'm perfectly aware of what I'm saying…I don't want to be changed," I said, finding a sudden interest in the kitchen tile.
"Non sai cosa stai dicendo (you don't know what you're saying)!" he yelled at me, tears-that-would-never-come pouring down his angel face. "Naturalmente non si desideri essere cambiata (Of course you want to be changed) ! My angel, don't say that! Please don't say you want to be HUMAN! Please, I'm begging you!"
Tears prickled down my cheeks, sobs racking through my body. This hurt too much. I couldn't do this. It hurt so much.
"Alec, non mi fanno scegliere tra la vita o morte (Don't make me choose between life or death) !" I screamed unthinkingly, falling to my knees with my head in my hands.
He looked away from me, stumbling back—a very ungraceful thing for a vampire. His unneeded breath came in short pants, he himself falling to the ground. He wasn't even looking in my direction.
"Is that what you think we are? Death?" he asked, his eyes shut tightly as if willing this whole conversation away. "Walking DEATH?"
"You know I don't think that, Alec," I said with pure sincerity. "I love you."
"Then why don't you want to stay with me?"
I sobbed loudly and got up, running to my room and slamming the door. I locked it too. I didn't want to see anyone anymore today…
ALEC's POV:
She didn't want me. She didn't want vampirism. She didn't want the Volturi. She didn't want what I am. She didn't want "Death."
I stayed there on the floor of the kitchen for I-don't-know how long. It was Heidi who found me on the ground, she was about to fetch dinner when she say my body next to the stove. She rushed over to me, calling for help. I was so numb that I didn't care.
I didn't have the will to care anymore. She didn't want me.
Short but sad. Oh, so, very very sad. Poor Alec and Amara. You guys know what to do! Comment and review, please!
-alice