Hey everyone, again sorry for the long update. It's summer vacation here in Canada, and I just trying to enjoy it before my first day of college comes around the corner... in September. This chapter is shorter than the rest, because I think it may be the first without much ideas going on. But I promise to make everything interesting in the next update. Also I have started planning a story; it will be a BrooklynxOC, and Jess will not be in it, though I have a gusty feeling that she is with similar characteristics. I'll see if I can get a KaixHilary fic going on, for all those who are fans of the couple.
So enjoy reading this chapter, and don't forget to review!!!!
Summary, Rated, Warnings, Genres, Pairing and OC Profiles are in Chapter One if needed.
Disclaimer: StarlightAngel101, DOES NOT own Beyblade, and OCs that belong to any authors I mention along the chapters. StarlightAngel101 owns story plot, Jess (OC), and other OCs that belongs to me and mention along the chapters.
The Legend to Help You Read, is in the first 26 chapters. From now on then….the Chapter begins quickly!!!
Chapter Thirty-Two:
Meaning
"The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it."
- Carl Gustav Jung
Brooklyn could feel himself waking up from the dark slumbers that are laid upon the vampires to rest during the daylight hours. The sun is close to setting, giving him the advantage to be active in the light as long as he stay inside and away from windows, doors, and mostly outside.
He stirs, before revealing his eyes to see the area around him. His ocean color eyes, first looks up to the ceiling, as his thoughts remind him of what has happened last night.
The first thing he remembers: he has mated with Jess. The best moment of his life. He is now able to protect Jess, from those other male vampires, whose deed dares take her flesh and blood. She is now his, as he too is hers, that they are one; as a couple and a powerful one. No one will defy him of his relationship with Jess, as they tried so before, but now they can't do anything about it. What's done is done. The famous quotes from Lady Macbeth in William Shakespeare's play Macbeth. The only difference in his scenario and the play's scenario is that it is a happy ending. He has done it for love, not for power. The power as a theme created in the play ended in tragedy.
The second thought: Morgan's gift. Her gift to them is to stay in a dojo -as he is now in with Jess- for a few days, as their little honeymoon. A few days of being alone together; it is for love, company, peace, and harmony. The place is a few kilometers or miles from the city, as the dojo is in a surrounding of a forest with birds and small animals, trees, bushes and grass, and a dirt road, in which it is the only dirt road in the area.
Lastly-
Brooklyn's thoughts brake as he felt movement beside him. A brush of bare skin against bare skin. He recalls his arms wrap around a small frame, and a little adjustment, while in his embrace, stops.
He looks down to see his love, sleeping. Jess still sleeping, has her head and both her hands resting on his bare chest. Her dark-brown hair as a blanket covers part of her back. The dark-blue sheets that drapes Brooklyn's muscular waist, too is draping on her body. He knows that they are bare in the sheets, and he could smell the dried virginal blood.
They have made love…
It is the most breath-taking, and wonderful experience of his life. After being untouchable for over two hundred years, he thought this moment is worth it; to wait so long and to found a woman to love and cherish. To have the experience of one flesh, one soul and blood.
The images of their love making came back to his mind. He could remember every vivid detail of their intimacy together.
The feelings of skin on skin contact, as he becomes one in Jess. The kisses he rains down on Jess, of love and gentleness. His voice telling her how much he loves her, especially recalling that he says 'I love you'; as this is the truth. And her blood, it was sweet. Tasting her life's essence is like savoring a fine dessert that can be addicting. The thought of tasting her blood once more, sounds delightful and curious, but he controls the hunger in him, reminding him to hunt soon.
His reasons to be curious of tasting her blood again, is by a theory he hears surfacing up from Blood Trillium through rumors. The bloods in human virgins are sweet and tempting, but once they lose that innocence, the blood changes its tastefulness. And the more they participate in intercourses, the worse the taste would be. But it's when a human virgin changes into a vampire that if they lose their innocence, does that vampire's blood changes?
Well, to Brooklyn it could be that the blood does not change at all. Once a virgin vampire, you remain to have a blood of a virgin even after having sex. It must be that way, like how their appearances don't change much in over many years.
He stops thinking about blood, as he focuses on Jess. She sleeps peacefully in his arms, seeing her hair gently fanning out, her lips slightly swollen from the kisses, and her body in beauty. He adores her looks, as she looks breath-taking and still look innocent, his angel, his love.
Brooklyn could feel the tingles crawling in his skin, as his senses told him that the sun is fully setting. Meaning, she will wake up soon.
With the time for her to wake up, he spends his time looking at her like an artist's piece of work. With one of his hands, Brooklyn strokes her bare back in a loving manner. Then he caresses her arm, and her face, marveling at her unique face. He leans in to kiss feather light kisses on her face. He showers them on her brows, her cheeks, her jaw, and a quick peck on her lips.
When it is officially night and the last piece of the golden sun is gone, and the warm light disappearing, Brooklyn feels Jess stir in her sleep.
Her body still brushes his body, a soft moan escape her lips, and then she opens her eyes. At first, her eyes open half-way before fluttering. And then revealing her crystal-blue eyes, her eyes are now open.
The first thing Jess sees from her sleep is Brooklyn staring down at her in aw. His ocean-blue eyes were as calming and gentle as ever before. His hair gently ruffles like flames. His scent of ocean and forest is soothing and refreshing.
Her eyes trail down to his neck, remembering the taste of his blood, as it was delicious. Then her eyes gaze at his torso, his waist and down to his lower half that is covered by the blankets.
…
…
A quick flash of memories, gives Jess the disadvantage to blush, as she soon recalls last night's moments.
She brings herself up to her knees, on the soft mattress. One of her hands took hold on the blanket to cover her chest down. Only her back is exposed from the silkiness of the sheets.
Shock came to her at first, unsure of what or how to react to last night's actions.
The moment of being so intimate with Brooklyn was daring, and exciting all around. And it was the most beautiful and romantic moment.
She could recall everything from realistic details, words can describe the moment, but the memories can only hold on to it that it is for real.
His hands wondering over her naked body, in a gentle manner, the touch giving a spark that makes a scar invisible to the eye, as it was the sparks of love. The kisses that have pour down on her, with intensity and heat and burning in the desire to go deeper in their relationship, as boyfriend/girlfriend, mating partners, soul mates. And feeling Brooklyn go in her, a painful experience at first, but it climax into dreamy heights, as they become one. The emotions in that intimacy were true, and full with promises that was never said or written for their future.
"Jess," a voice calls to her.
Now looking back, it seems to be worth it in the end. To give up her innocence; her virginity to Brooklyn, the one who have welcomed her in his heart. He's the only male or vampire to make her safe and feel loved.
"Jess!"
Reality came to her and she turns to see Brooklyn, now on his knees, sitting on the back of his legs. The blankets are now draped and resting on his hips.
"Are you alright? Is there something wrong?" he asked in concern.
She could of guess that her quick reaction that they have done it made Brooklyn to call her name and asked these questions.
"I'm fine, Brooklyn," she answered.
She could hear him sigh, and then hear him say, "I-I thought from your reaction that you may have regrets from last nights."
"Why would I?" Soon she reveal of smile to Brooklyn. "When you are the one that I want to be with for eternity..."
Soon, Brooklyn wraps his arms around Jess and pulls her to his body. The blanket that Jess was holding, it falls down to her nude body brush against his in an intimate way. Her cheek brushes against his muscular chest.
"Brooklyn, I am sorry for freaking out before. But this moment of being together in love is no longer a dream, but a cherished memory. It was beautiful…"
"Thank you Jess."
When they look up at each others' eyes, Brooklyn quickly places a kiss on her lips. And soon Jess returns the kiss, by wrapping her arms around his neck, her breasts crushing against chest.
They pull back a moment later, and soon lay on the bed beside each other, their embrace in grip.
"There is so much to learn about mating…" Brooklyn said. "That we have the capacity to have a special connection that no other person or vampire can break or decipher it. We can be able to communicate with emotions, or when we are in danger…"
"We are able to do it because of our blood mixed and put in our scars…" Jess answered, "Think about it, the blood that came from the wound to make the marks. Our blood was mixed together before it was applied on the wound to create the mating mark. So some of you blood must be in my stream to create that special communication."
"Good point."
"Do you think we can feel pain if one of us are inflicted with pain?"
Brooklyn takes a quick thought, before answering.
"We'll find out someday, but I am not sure," he answered.
Jess rests her head on his chest, and then she said, "I wish my family were here…"
Brooklyn looks at her in bewilderment. "What do you mean by that? You want them to see us in bed, naked?"
Jess could only giggle at his response.
"No silly. What I mean to say is I wish for my family to see me, to know I am alive…"
Her face went sadden.
"I know my family is feeling anxiety, pain, and agony that I am missing in a country that I longed to explore. They fear I am in harm and possibly dead, since last July… I want them to see me so badly, to know I am safe. That I am cared, and loved by someone who cherishes me dearly like a jewel."
"I understand now…"
She looks at Brooklyn, as he then continues.
"But Jess…you are not able to go because of many reasons. If you do everything will change for the worse; the vampires, the supernatural, and especially you. I'll say this, even if you family believes you have died in the hands of evil, soon they'll believe that you'll be found to be at peace up in the heavens. They'll look at it positive because at least they'll know you are watching them."
He kisses her all over her beautiful face, before claiming her lips with his. Soon, he is on top of Jess, and the kiss went deep and passionate. Brooklyn's fingers ran through Jess's body re-exploring her soft flesh in full details. The touches made Jess moans as her hands went up around Brooklyn's neck and his back. His tongue passes her lips, going deeper inserting his soul and love to her.
His body begins to brush against her in an intimate matter. The friction of their skin contact, send electricity down Jess's spine. She moans before parting from Brooklyn's mouth.
"Brooklyn," she gasps for breath, "If we continue this, we would be making love again."
"I thought that would be our plan for the evening," he said. "But if you want, we can stop."
He soon went off Jess, and pulls the sheets away as he swings his legs to the side of the bed. But he turns to face Jess and asks her "So what should we do?"
The Second Night
Jess didn't know what to do, as she went exploring in the dojo. It was such a bore without Brooklyn here.
When Jess has woken up from the day's sleep, she did not find him beside her. However there was a note on the pillow, and with Jess reading it, it was Brooklyn telling her that he went out hunting for a prey. This gave Jess some ease, but it did not help her boredom.
As it turns out from last night, there are some blood supplies for them, instead of going out to hunt for the night. There were animal blood and human blood in wide varieties found in the fridge, and in the cupboards are wine glasses in various sizes and shapes. Brooklyn told her that she could not drink animal blood, as it was mandatory for fledgling vampires to drink human blood for strength and be on high alert. As for Brooklyn he was capable to drink it for his age, but he tells her that he can't live on animal blood forever, since it can help ease the hunger, but not give the full "satisfaction" and power.
They spend about an hour, drinking some blood while sitting on the iron bench at the backyard. Gazing at the cherry blossoms, the ponds that are filled with life, and the beautiful sky of the moon and stars.
When she requested to go see the local area a few miles away, Brooklyn whisk her there in a flash of his speed, and the town's population isn't that high. They took a look at the small shops; Brooklyn avoiding any mirrors, and then to a theatre where a play is performing and Brooklyn bought tickets to see the show.
After the show was finished, they went back to the dojo, and spend the rest of the evening seeing movies and snuggling together.
The memories of yesterday have helped her keep company of her loneliness in the dojo.
Soon she returns to the bedroom, and stare at its emptiness even with furniture and their luggage in the area.
'Maybe a good reading can keep me busy,' she thought as she went to her bag and search for the book that kept her company during the days of the purification process. She'll be waiting for Brooklyn's arrival while reading a book on top of a cozy, tidy bed.
She is putting Brooklyn's jacket away – as it was in the way of her bag- when she heard a faint thud on the carpet floor, thanks to her inhuman hearing. Jess looks at the direction when the sound was made, and sees a small black box.
Putting his jacket aside, she crawls up to the black box, as she guess that it must have come out of one of Brooklyn's jacket pockets.
Picking it up, she could feel that it was a velvet box; smooth and soft. The box is big to her palms, though it fits her hand perfectly.
Her first thoughts are related to the movies she had seen with the man seeking an engagement to his true love. Bending down to one knee, he lifts his hands; holding the box and his eyes stare at her. Saying the magic words, he reveals what's inside of the box; a ring. The woman would be surprise and happy, muttering "I do" as he placed the ring in her finger.
The thought of Brooklyn doing that made her blush, but there is something that bugs her in her heart. Is this something for me to cherish? Are we getting married even though we are mated?
Most importantly, to her is what is inside the box. It is tempting to know, but Jess holds it down. The surprise will be for later, if Brooklyn gets back.
Putting the small box in Brooklyn's jacket pocket, and placing the jacket on top of his luggage, she went back to her own to pick up the book. Propping herself on the tidy bed, she flip through the pages of the book to where she stops reading and continue from where she left off…
Flashback
"Hello there, sir. How may I help you," said the manager of the jewelry shop.
"Hi, I was wondering if you do customizing with jewelry."
"Oh, indeed we do, but it depends on what you want to customize. Is there anything specific you want?"
He nods, as he begins to explain on what he wants customize.
He finishes his hunting for human blood. Brooklyn took only small amounts of blood from two people this evening.
All he needs to do is one small errand, before going back to the dojo.
He quickly looks over at local stores, until he founds a florist shop just a block away. Quick paces, led him to the shop without any suspicions of using his speed as a vampire, and he opens the door to enter in.
A small bell chimed, noting to the owner that a customer is here. As the owner turns around, Brooklyn sees a middle age woman, with sand-color hair and green eyes.
"How may I help you sir?" she asked.
"Do you sell roses?"
"Yes we do. Do you like a dozen roses?"
"Yes. Red, please."
"With baby-breath?"
"Sure."
"Alright, I'll be back in a moment."
Brooklyn comes back to the jeweler's shop, after a while of waiting for the call that it was done.
"Oh, hello sir, how may I help you," the owner said.
Brooklyn hands him a receipt and a notice. "I had come a while back for customizing."
"Ah, yes. And I might say they did an excellent job. Would you like to see it?"
He nods as he waits for the owner to come back with the jewelry. A while later, the jeweler returns with a black velvet box. He opens the box, and reveals it to Brooklyn. He was stunned of the jewelry in front of him.
"It is indeed amazing."
"Sold!" the owner went to the cash registration, as Brooklyn retrieves from the inside of his jacket, a small cheque-book.
"That will be $192.37," said the owner.
Brooklyn quickly wrote on the cheque, and soon tears it out of the book, and hands it to the owner.
"Thank you for your purchase, and have a nice day."
As he went back to the dojo, the first thing in his mind is to find Jess. It was then that he thought that she must be at the back garden near their bedroom.
Taking a few steps to the bedroom door, he twists the knob and pushes the door ever so quietly. His ocean-colored eyes peer into the room. Scanning from one side to the next, he notes that the door to the backyard is shut. And when he takes a look at the bed, he sees Jess on it, asleep with a book beside her. Wearing jeans and a pale blue shirt, her hair fanned out her shoulders, and her head facing the right side with the pillow covering half of her face.
He walks towards the bed, and looking at Jess, he admires her sleepy form; cute and innocent as she was human and forever more.
Brooklyn, with his free hand, places it on Jess's shoulder and gently wakens her.
"Jess, wake up."
The movement and the sound of his voice made Jess stirs from her sleep. Her eyes open with a few flutters and gets up to her knees. Not realizing that Brooklyn is in front of her she stretches out her arms and a small yawn from her mouth.
"Man, reading books gets you to feel sleepy after a while in the silence," she said.
Brooklyn chuckles at her comment, and it was soon Jess gasps and places her hand over her chest.
"Brooklyn! How long did you get back?!" Her face felt the urge to blush.
"Not long ago," he answered, "but I apologize for leaving and left you alone and bored. Also, I was out a little longer to get you this-" He shows her the bouquet of a dozen red roses with baby-breath, all wrapped in clear, white laced wrapping paper and a pink bow tying it together.
"Aw, how sweet of you."
Jess's hands hold the bouquet, as she brings it close to her face. Her nose takes a sniff of the lovely fragrance of roses and baby-breath. She smiles at Brooklyn, and bringing her body up from the bed, she kisses Brooklyn on the cheek.
"Thank you very much."
"Anything to make you happy, love."
A Night Later
The second night seems to be like the first night, though they didn't went out this time.
They spend indoors, and in the garden. Gazing at the flowers growing, the moon and stars, and feeding the small fish in the pond. When they are indoors, they've watched a movie or two, and played a few card games. But in the end, they ended up making out and going to sleep when dawn is breaking.
Yet, while in their activities, Jess couldn't stop thinking about the velvet box in Brooklyn's jacket pocket. What was in it? When will Brooklyn tell her about it? One question, she thought wasn't necessary was: What if it wasn't meant for her?
It was silly for Jess to think about it. Brooklyn loves her, he said so himself. It is the main reason to why he changed her and mated with her in the first place.
As Jess wakes up from the day's sleep spell for vampires, the first thing that some what disturbed her, is that Brooklyn isn't here, lying on the bed; she was hoping to see him first thing, when she awakens. But the door to the garden is open, so that was unusual. It would always be closed and locked, to prevent any person or sunlight to enter the bedroom. So one thought came to Jess; it must be Brooklyn.
Removing the blankets from her body, she hops out of bed, quickly making it and once done she stops to stare at the open door.
So many scenarios came to her mind, some that are safe and happy, others in danger. Jess feels she needs to calm down when she thinks.
"Brooklyn, are you out in the garden?" she asked.
A moment of silence…
"Yes, I am here," a voice responded.
A sigh of relief came from Jess. So she went outside of the garden. Her bare feet when making contact with the grass and the earth, it felt cool and damp. The blades of the grass poke and tickle her feet and ankles, as she is still in the night gown she wore every day when she sleeps during daylight.
She sees Brooklyn on a picnic blanket; white, with a wine bottle, filled with blood, as she could smell the copper-scent flavour when Brooklyn was pouring the blood in two wine glasses, that he held in one hand. And to her surprise, she sees Brooklyn bare-chest with only black silk pants, part of his kimono outfit a few nights ago, and too bare footed.
As he looks up to Jess, he sees her in her night gown, with her hair gentle ruffle from the sleep, as she didn't comb her hair. But no matter what, she is beautiful…
"Good evening, love," Brooklyn greeted Jess.
"Morning- I mean evening…" she stuttered. It was a habit for Jess to say good morning when ever she wakens up from a night's sleep when she was human. With her adjustment to sleep during the day for almost a year now, it was an old habit that dies hard.
"Don't worry about it."
Soon, Jess got herself down to the blanket. Sitting beside Brooklyn, Jess tries to get herself comfortable with her knees resting on one side and one of her arms holding her upper body.
Once she was settled, Brooklyn gave her a wine glass with blood, and she accepts it with thanks to Brooklyn. Brooklyn, with his wine glass brought his closer to Jess's cup without touching, and with Jess to know what he wanted to do, she got prepared to do so.
"To us," Brooklyn said his voice calm and soothing.
"To our love," Jess said, as they cling to their glasses before taking a sip of their blood.
Jess brought her glass to her lips and drinks the copper-taste blood into her throat. Jess is now use to drinking only blood, as her diet, so it did not make her sick and feel disgusted to drink it. But there is something inside of her that tells a whisper of how this blood can be doing something more grateful and being wasted for a vampire's meal.
Half-empty, she removes the glass from her lips, and when she looks at Brooklyn, she sees that his glass seems to be still full. Did he only take a sip? It is a guess, but it can be true. Jess knew that Brooklyn didn't need to hunt everyday; that he is capable to survive without blood for a few days.
Unless, he was drinking animal blood, to fill him up when necessary. But it would mean no satisfaction or immunity to be strong. Is Brooklyn going to stay with her in the dojo for tonight? Since tonight is the last night, before they returned to Blood Trillium.
Blood Trillium… Oh, at times she dreads to be living there for eternity. Staying at this dojo for just a few days, it made her feel closer to a regular home. Aside of sleeping during the day, and drinking blood; her, sleeping on a normal bed, with the dojo all to her and Brooklyn, going to a local town once in a while, and having the most beautiful gardens without seeing a sing blood trillium flower; all of this gave her memories to cherish in peace and quiet.
"Brooklyn, are we here to relax under the cherry blossoms? Admire the garden's beauty."
"Not exactly, but I have something for you…"
Brooklyn takes Jess's wine glass. With one hand to hold both wine glasses, the other hand went to take Jess's hand, and with Jess to accept his, he pulls both of them up to their feet. Leaving the picnic blanket behind them, Brooklyn guides Jess back to the dojo.
They get into their bedroom, without closing the back yard door. Brooklyn escorts Jess to the edge of the bed, where he requests her to take a seat. Jess nods, as she takes her seat, and Brooklyn left the room with the glasses. It did not last long, for her to wait when he calls out to her.
"I know that our mating marks indicate that we belong to one another, but strangers will not know about it, if we are to cover our symbol of togetherness with our clothes," he said aloud. "And since we have made it special by having it to be a marriage for the humans, I believe there was one thing missing."
Soon, as he enters back to the bedroom, Jess realizes two things. One of them is that he has a black shirt, sleeves rolled up, and buttons done; except for the couple top buttons that reveal his throat and collar bones. The other, is the small, velvet, black box his pale right hand is holding. She couldn't believe it, as if it were the first time she have seen it. For her to put a face of shock and bewilderment to the box.
Brooklyn takes a few steps to Jess, so he would be in front of her. His 5'10" body shadows her own body, even though she is sitting on the edge of the bed. It scares her a bit, but at least its Brooklyn and not him.
Soon, Brooklyn went to one knee, so she is looking down on Brooklyn, and Brooklyn looking up at Jess. Their eyes hold to each other.
"Jess, inside this box is a gift from me to you," he said. "I want to give this to you, as a symbol of my love, and our future."
As he opens the black velvet box, Jess stares into what is soon inside of the box that holds mysterious possibilities. Dark-blue silk is stitched into the box as it is the insides of the box, and when Jess sees the object that is lay neatly on it, she could only gasp and aw.
"Brooklyn, it-it's beautiful," Jess commented, with her voice wavered in emotion.
"And there's more to it."
Jess picks up the object, its coolness touches her palms, and soon she finds herself opening it, to reveal two more surprises. One of them holds a heart-shaped jewel and the other have words engrave in a small, lovely calligraphy.
"I love thee, forever my treasure of love," Jess read the small message allowed. "You are so wonderful, Brooklyn…thank you very much."
"Jess… May I put it on for you?"
Without hesitations, Brooklyn grasps the object from Jess's hands. With one of his hands to hold it, the other takes Jess's hand, and brings her up to her feet. Brooklyn guides Jess to the small table with the mirror in place, and escort her to take a seat on the chair.
As Jess was settled, she gathers her hair and pulls it up for Brooklyn to get better access to her neck. With Brooklyn behind Jess, he soon places the object around her neck; the cool metal brushing Jess's skin and finally clasps it closed. Both of them admire how it suited Jess perfectly.
What they see now in the mirror is Jess, with the silver, heart-shaped locket around her neck. Jess opens it once more to reveal a diamond in a shape of the heart, and the small words of affection.
"The locket suits your eyes, for they are what I have an infatuation to you, to be with you forever and always," he said to her.
His hands on her shoulders, and he kisses the side of her face, her cheek, ear and her neck.
The sting of love burn Jess, for it is the emotion that brought them together. When Jess looks up in the mirror, her happiness fades into sadness. She could only see herself in the mirror and not Brooklyn. This change is what causes Jess to enter the world of the supernatural in the first place. To be realizing the one you care and longed for had no reflection, and you get in fear that they are not human at all.
"Brooklyn, do you ever wonder what you look like now?" asked Jess.
Brooklyn stops his kisses. "What do you mean?"
"Have you ever missed seeing your reflection?"
"When I first realized of my reflection in my later years of being a vampire, it scared me. My image started to blur worse when I grew up in ranks. By the time that I could for one last time, see myself in mirrors, I accepted the fact that it is the life of a vampire.
"At do at times wonder if I have aged much when I gotten older in my vampire life. And I find myself as an old habit to check on the mirror, when I know that my reflection will never return. Does this answer you question?"
Jess looks at the mirror, wondering of her own fate if she were ever to live a long vampire life without her reflection by her side. But it hurts her to hear Brooklyn's tale of his life without the mirrors.
Without realizing what she is doing, Jess turns around to face Brooklyn and asks: "Brooklyn, what do you think if I were to draw you?"
The final adjustments were made, for the composition that Jess is going to make for Brooklyn.
Both agreed on a portrait with Brooklyn to be sitting on a chair near a window. The curtains would be parted for the night's light to flood in the room. There will be music playing in the stereo so it keeps them company and not bored.
As Jess finishes with the curtains to drape along one side of the chair, she went to the spot that she'll be drawing a few feet away from the scenery. With a few pillow cushions to comfort her as she draws, along with her art supplies needed for the drawing; her sketchbook, pencils, charcoal, colour pencils and inks.
She flips through the pages of her sketchbook, till she found a clean blank sheet to draw on.
Brooklyn comes into the living room, in the same outfit as before, but more neat.
"Is everything set?"
"Oh, yes, take you seat Brooklyn."
Brooklyn went to take his seat. He props himself up to get a comfortable position, since Jess informed him it could take an hour or two to make the composition.
"Are you ready?" Brooklyn asked.
"Yes," Jess looks up to see what she will be drawing, to make sure everything is in place. "Hang on, something is missing."
Getting up, she went to Brooklyn, and stare at him, tilting to one side of her head and the next. "I want to see you eyes, when I draw."
So she brushes some of Brooklyn's hair away from his face to reveal his ocean eyes.
"One more thing missing."
"And what is that?"
Jess leans in to kiss Brooklyn on his lips. It was a small second to brush his mouth before pulling back. "That." She giggles at his small shock, before returning to her seat.
Getting herself to sit down, Jess brings the sketchbook to her lap, with a pencil in her right hand, and looks up to Brooklyn once more.
"Perfect. I am going to draw so don't move…"
With the music from making everything silent, Jess begins to put her pencil onto the paper and sketching out the outlines of the composition.
Lightly dragging her pencil along the paper, the pencil's mark trailed a grey line; line after line of sketching Brooklyn sitting on the chair with the window beside him.
With the outlining of her composition done, she went into the details around the outside before going in. She went to detailing the fabric folds of his clothes, and the curtain draping on the chair, and the fire hair going in different directions.
As the sketching was completed, she drops her pencil aside to pick up the pencil crayons, and went into the coloring.
"I am almost done Brooklyn. Just need to do the coloring."
Within the half-hour of her coloring, she completed the entire piece. Once done, she went to pick up her pen, and wrote her name and date of work on the bottom corner of her artwork she has made. Small to be unnoticeable until someone wants to identify the artist's name.
"Brooklyn do you want to see it?" she asked.
It took a while for Brooklyn to respond, as he manages to get up from sitting in the same position for who knows how long. A quick stretch and a small yawn that Jess caught with her hearing, Brooklyn remains standing.
"Sure."
Getting up from her seat, Jess shakes her legs for a minute to get them energized before going to Brooklyn to reveal her masterpiece. She stands beside him, and Jess hands the sketchbook to him to take a look of him, for the first time in over a century that his reflection was gone forever.
His hands hold the sketchbook as he observes the artwork made for him. He gasps at the stunning details. Everything about it brought it to life from the shading, and making it to be realistic. The thought of seeing himself for so long, seems like a dream come true, though when he saw it, he doesn't look as if he aged in his years as a vampire.
From his posture, and clothing, to his eyes, his hair and facial expression, he could feel a mysterious aura around him from looking at it. He may have thought that Jess wants to bring the mystery to this artwork, around what some people would say if they have ever see it to be "a handsome young man with something dark and mysterious going around him".
"What do you think of it Brooklyn?" Jess asked.
Brooklyn turns to face her, and with the sketchbook in his grasp, he wraps his arms around her waist, bringing her close, so he could kiss her deep and passionate. Pulling away, they both gasp for breath, and Brooklyn smiles at her.
"Amazing. Thank you, my love, for everything…"
I am so upset that there are only a few chapters till it's done!!! I want to cry for it. But good news is that I will try to write a story after this, maybe two if I get everything done well and smoothly.
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