Sorry for the delay in updates, had a random weekend! Enjoy chapter 22 xx
Amelie
His lips touched mine, delving deeper and deeper into my soul. My heart pounded with the beat of his cold lifeless heart. His tongue touched my lips, begging for access which I quickly granted. We've been fighting for too long, I can't remember the last time I felt so breathless and complete. I'm hungry for love, hungry for a soul-mate… hungry for a partner. Lifetime after lifetime I've fought against the world, but now here in my office I know he's what I need.
He walked in proud. I could sense the change in the room; he wasn't the man I knew. As I lifted my head his eyes touched upon mine and stayed; he watched my every move. He purred the words I've been longing to hear 'Amelie, a kind heart he hath: a woman would run through fire and water for such a kind heart,my heart is ever at your service' that is when he kissed me.
I can smile in my cold heart, he has warmed me! He holds such power and comfort; such a great warrior, thus such a great lover. Men upon men have fallen at my feet, yet I still stand strong- I've been known to all manner of man as cold, powerful… unloved; yet now I rein as queen, founder, beloved. He rouses me from my daydream with his delicate touch and the subtle scent of coffee; his breathe alive upon my neck… my body begging for more- his hands work down me, slowly unbuttoning my pants… I never imagined me and Oliver, thee Oliver of Heidelberg together so passionately but then what is love without surprise?
Claire
6 days to go and every invitation has been sent. The whole town is invited to celebrate and party. Amelie even granted permission for other family and friends to come; from outside the borders of Morganville. For one night we live in harmony; human and vampire. Even Morley is coming, with the other vamps from Blacke. I want to prove I'm well but mostly I want to make my baby proud.
Eve has been an angel, last night we sat up till after three writing and addressing invitations; hundreds but it's worth it. She knows that in silence I dwell on my past; she never allows me silence. Always chatters about nothing serious; always her bubbly, peachy self. Her and Michael are back, they never broke but they were close; closer than close. Eve spent nights crying, Michael spent nights in silence but they fought and came through stronger than ever. Michael has took to the guitar though, each melody starts high ending with a subtle slow, painful note- he still smiles though and it isn't forced… we all are trying. The baby definitely made its mark.
Shane, my fiancé. He still dreams at night; nightmares of dreams. He still sees a vision of losing me. His panting and sweating, makes me wake most nights- he clutches me in his arms; protecting me… just keeping me close. Though each day he doesn't show what consumes him at night; yet as the dark hollowing hours tick by he loses the defensive edge. He whimpers, he shivers, he calls my name yet night after night he asks me our child's name. The voice is weak, edged with tears; something somewhere is telling him he needs to know this name. I never used to know what to reply but now the name is clear in my mind. A little girl is what I always see; my little Carrie Alyssa. In my mind I know it was not a son; I sound deluded but something in me knows. I really do know.
Anyway, apart from the silence and nights; its good- life is finally good. I haven't forgotten my child but I've come to terms with my loss. I can now watch women on the street, pregnant or with their children without bursting into tears; I can look at the crib and smile remember the feeling of having my child inside. I'm given looks of sympathy on the street but finally I know… happiness is always the cure to each broken heart or painful throb.
So what do you think? Amelie and Oliver? Next chapter is more build up to the party and a surprise...
Might update again today! xx