Authors note: Hey guys, here's the newest chapter. Thanks for all the reviews and follows. I also want to thank Selcouth and Imagination for being my beta.
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Chapter 15
Demitri watched Aurora from the bed as she paced the floor of her bedroom in her apartment. She had a look of intense concentration on her face.
"Aurora," Demitri sighed, "You've been pacing since we got back nearly an hour ago. Tell me what's wrong."
Aurora spun around to face him.
"You want to know what's wrong?! My life is 'what's wrong'. This whole situation is 'what's wrong'. I have one week left to live before I'm like you – before I die. One week left of being the human me. And do you what to know what really sucks about this whole situation? That no one will care when I'm gone. I have no family and Bianca was my only friend here. The only person who will probably notice that I'm gone is trying to kill me!" Aurora snapped, her voice escalating until she was yelling. "I have no one to give a fake story. All I have to do is pay my landlord and disappear."
Aurora took a shaky breath. Her hands, curled into tight fists, were quivering and her face was pale. All of her strength had drained away and she felt strangely numb.
Reaching up, Demitri took Aurora's trembling hand and pulled her down to sit next to him on top of her bed.
"I think you are being just a little bit dramatic." Demitri said quietly, trying to soothe her.
She crossed her arms and huffed, Demitri smiled at her.
"If it helps, when you didn't come back to work today, Heidi and I noticed. We went looking for you."
Aurora turned and smacked him lightly on the arm.
"You don't count because you'll still see me." She said with a small smile.
Demitri laughed and Aurora stopped to stare at him.
This was the first time she had seen Demitri genuinely laugh. At work he was either teasing her or shamelessly flirting with her and today he had been somber and serious.
Demitri placed his hands over his heart and dramatically fell to the floor.
"Your words wound me."
"Demitri you're a vampire. You can't be hurt - at least not by me." Aurora scoffed.
Demitri threw his arm over his eyes theatrically.
"Nay, us vampires have one other weakness that humans do not know of." He exclaimed
Aurora smiled wider as she knelt down next to him.
"Oh really? And what is this supposed great weakness?"
Demitri turned, facing her as he clutched at her arm, his lips twitching as he tried to suppress a smile.
"The throwing of careless and cruel words by pretty girls."
Aurora burst out laughing.
"I don't know whether to be sorry for you or to tease you for your awful acting skills." She joked.
Demitri gave her a look that reminded her of a wounded puppy as she went to go sit back on the bed. They were both silent until she thought back on her limited time as a human.
Taking a deep breath, she looked back down at him.
"Demitri?"
He sat up, looking at her, sensing her sudden change of mood.
"Yes?"
She opened her mouth and then closed it, struggling to form her question.
"Will...will it hurt? When I turn, I mean."
Demitri sighed.
"Do you want me to tell you the truth?"
Aurora nodded, scared of what the answer will be.
"It feels as if you are burning." Demitri's tone was somber. "Like someone set you on fire. It lasts the whole transformation. It gets better towards the end. The burning stops but you can feel your heart fighting to keep you alive until it finally stops."
Aurora's face paled and she was staring at him with wide eyes.
"How long does it go on for?"
Demitri shrugged.
"It could be three days or a week. It's different almost every time."
"That's awful. Going through that for a week." Aurora shuddered.
He nodded.
"It's worth it. You get abilities that humans only dream of. Speed. Strength. Immortality."
Aurora lay back, trying to process everything.
"Demitri?" She whispered.
He gave her a soft smile.
"Will you stay with me? When I'm turning?"
His eyes widened as he considered her question.
"If you really want me to, then I can."
Aurora smiled and stood up. Going over to her dresser she pulled out some clothes.
"I think I'm going to turn in for tonight."
" I will be in the living room if you need me." Demitri murmured.
"Alright. Thank you."
Demitri got up heading over to the door, pausing in the doorway.
"You're welcome," he said as he lent on the frame, barely loud enough to hear.
He walked into the other room and couldn't help but think of her as he settled himself on the couch. His eyes narrowed as he thought about why he was there.
A dark smile spread across his face.
God help the man who even thought of harming her.