One day I got bored and decided to take a nap. While I napped I had a dream/nightmare. As you came down you saw 2 very pale humans sitting and talking. The girl was mourning about something and the boy was trying to comfort her. I saw they had the strangest colored eyes. They were white with black rims and the girls eyes had a black pattern on them while the boy had greyish white eyes. I fell in love with them both. Later in the dream I figured out they are vampires. But not normal vampires but what...you'll have to read to find out.
1.Average to the Average
2.Jon
3.Eyes
4.Monster
5.First Feed
6.Dreams
7.Hell
8.New Old Comers (not posted yet)
--Standings---
# of Pages: 16
Shortest Chapter: Chapter 7
Longest Chapter: Chapter 5
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More coming and keep in mind that this is a work in progress please! I am no where near done yet and each chapter will be lengthened.
Good Day! I'm Ashley. Okay cut the formal crap! This is my story so I'll tell it how I want to!
Well so far we covered name and salutations...hmm...what else? Oh of course what I am! Now I look average to the average but as most stories like this start off- But oh so true for me- you find I'm some strange beast of sorts. Well, I doubt though you have heard of Aquas Vampiro! And by now you now I'm this so called beast, in short and stupid terms, it means water vampire. Okay once I read something like that, I'm like Holy Crap! what is that? Well, let me explain. Aquas Vampiro (a.k.a Water Vampire) is a normal vampire with a twist. Yes, I do have a thirst for blood but, I can sustain it with water. Now, that is a good thing but our thirst is 3 times as strong as you everyday vampire. I must admit it is awfully tempting when some innocent has what we call "sweet blood", now the reason I said innocent is because only the innocent can have it. It is very rare in general, but in an adult, it is a real treat when something like that walks by. I once had a boyfriend with sweet blood. It was so hard to resist so I had a gallon of water by me at all times around him. Sometimes you can bite and get "bad blood" and from what I've heard-You'll see why I don't know-it is really gross! But again that is rare too. Only murders and...other...bad...things have it. So we water vampires are useful in the police department. Now you are probably wondering if I'll come and drink your blood...well most likely not! I'm not a big blood drinker. I feed maybe once a year! I do not like the smell of blood for some odd reason. It smells, and tastes like rusty pennies! It sounds stupid but again this is how it happened! I was a strange water vampire. Okay I'm tired of writing that out! So how bout' AV instead or just vampire. Yeah, just vampire will work.
Okay, now you are wondering-could you have any more questions after this? Damn! if I hate those things then why the heck did I become a vampire! Okay here comes the part where Hollywood is just flat out retarded! No offense to them of course! I really do not want to have a lawsuit when I'm 13! Hollywood has no real knowledge of mythical beasts. Oh and did I forget to mention my age? My bad! I'm 13 or I was when I was... changed... if you even call it that! But my birthday was September 8th, 1463. So I'm quite old! I'm about 647 years old! I have lived on every continent, as well as every country. Which brings us back to how and where I was transformed or whatever we'll just call it that!
I was walking into my lengthy lawn in Italy. I was upset and distraught, so I never saw it coming. Another vampire of the same family was hungry. I must of had sweet blood so he attacked then as his bite hit me my new eyes became aware of what just happened. Just before he was about to slice my jugular which was almost dry at this time, his companion pile drove him to the ground. I sat there shaking and starting to freeze over. My features thinned and refined themselves. My senses became stronger and I had once heard that your strongest '6th' sense was brought with you. Mine was seeing and changing emotions around me. I could silence a crowd of annoyed men with ease. I didn't find that out until later though. I saw the two other vampires rolling and snarling and frankly I was easily agitated so I simply went over and held each one as if they were a small child in trouble. I scowled at them and...fell. I plummeted to the ground knees hitting first. I rolled to my side in dying agony. It felt as if my upper back was a blaze. I reached back to find my skin cold as stone and I felt to heart shaped scars. I knew for a sheer fact those were not there before! The rash vampires who did this to me stared with disbelief I could stand in this mush pain. They helped me surprisingly. They took me to their...den if you would call it that. I was lucky they had a big clan to help me through. They staged my sudden disappearance as a bear attack. They included some of my blood that I had managed to retain. The one, his name was Jon, commanded they leave some human blood.
Jon kept looking at me as if I was his wife. It was weird! I was down there for 10 conscious seconds and one falls in love with me! Just my bad luck! Jon was different though, he wasn't pale like the rest. He must be a mind-reader because he answered my thoughts.
"I know I'm not pale silly! I've looked in the mirror before! You see the reason I demanded they leave blood in you is because you were lucky enough to contain some. Most of the rest lost every drop and turned pale as clouds." He chuckled darkly in a smooth calm and utterly sweet voice. It sounded like the angels that sing hallelujah! I struggled to keep my mouth closed.
"But I thought if we looked in a mirror our age would give way! And by the way is your ability reading minds? I swear I just thought that!" I said with a bit more harshness then intended.
Then Jon had to shout, "We got us a Hollywood believer!" and then every vampire started roaring with laughter. I blushed and he chuckled again, "I also wanted blood in you so I could see you do that! I love when girls blush and I find it quite a shame when they cross over and turn pale then they lose their blushing capabilities." His face abruptly turned into anguish. I wondered what was wrong and how his light expression turned into a frown you would never expect a face like his could possibly ever own. I forgot he was a mind-reader! "Oh! I'm sorry! Old memories that have long since past came back to mind. You remind me so much of her. I guess I should explain," he went on to shorten the story up he was changed and lost control the same night he killed his one love. He claimed I look just like her. Her name was Claire. I pitied him as he spoke, horrified knowing what that must feel like. His face changed again. It was light again not quite happy but better. "I wonder?"
"What?" I said frankly alarmed at the sly grin spreading on his face. He broke into a roaring laugh, startling me!
"I mean no harm Ashley! I can do this only to a few people. And I just heard you! You wonder what I'm going to do and it's nothing bad I promise!" There was no lie in his eyes which startled me by their color! They were white! I have never heard of white eyes. He heard that too apparently! "Ha! You should talk your eyes are white with some black patterns on them! I've never seen anything like those before! Now, will you let me try what I was about to do?" He had put his hand on my shoulder then I felt the sudden impulse to say yes!
"Yes!" I shouted out without meaning. "Wait what did you just do to me?" I was about to get furious! He sensed that too! I hate mind-readers! "Oops," was all I said as I cowardly backed down, afraid.
"Thank you! That felt good!" He rolled his eyes. "And I simply infused a thought into your head. Stay calm no need to get testy! I'm won't hurt you!" He chuckled lightly, smiling, as he brushed hair out of my eyes. I must admit he was gorgeous but I contained that thought with my heart at least I hoped I did! He chuckled again, I blushed really deep this time. "Thanks, but, I think you are a lot more beautiful. Ha! I love when you blush," he brushed my cheek and it was surprising how icy his hand was! I felt safe with him. I only knew him for a day and I was falling in love with him. I shuddered at the thought because I had a boyfriend. But it hit me. I can never see him again. My eyes teared up at the thought. "I'm sorry! I just have to be alone for a second." I spoke trying to keep my voice even as I pushed myself away from him. He frowned in return. He must of heard my thoughts. I knew he was listening somehow! It was like I could feel it. Then I thought about Chad. His picture flashed through my head. And I thought about how much I miss him. I wondered what he felt like when he found out about me. Then all of a sudden a hard, cold, shaped body embraced me. It was comforting being held as the still hot tears ran down my face.
"It's okay!" The voice whispered. It sounded thoughtful and caring. It was also hardened by many numerous thing. The speakers breath was cold and it spelled good. "Yeah, you might not be able to speak to him but, I can tell you what he was thinking. He was in hysterics in his mind. He was screaming 'No anything or anyone but her!' He was calm and hiding the truth from everyone but, he was crying for you and dropped to his knees when he was alone. Oh! And if I may add... You can still see him but you can't tell him who you are and you must keep this a secret!" The speakers voice turned urgent as he spoke.
"It is not okay!" I screamed now bawling my eyes out. "He was the only one I loved! Now he's gone and you say that! What is the matter with you?!" I was in hysterics at this point. I looked up to see the speaker was Jon. I fell into his arms exhausted. Jon had tears in his eyes. I felt terrible. When he listened to my mind again I told him I was sorry and started crying in my head. He claimed he was okay but I wondered why his eyes turned grey.
"Hey Jon! Jon please stop! I'm sorry!" Jon continued to keep his back turned to me though he stopped.
"What do you want Ashley?" His tone stung.
"You should know you stupid mind-reader!" I was of course teasing I would never be that rude. I had a wide grin spread across my face. Jon turned to look at me. He chuckled for a sec. Then he was angry again. I wondered why! He groaned and let out a sound that was like a snarl or a growl. I looked at him and smiled, feeling stupid of course, then growled right back. His eyes quickly turned black. I gasped and backed up trying to calm him down. "Jon? Jon are you okay? Please answer me!" I called to him more frantic. Then as I touched his shoulder wishing he was calm his eyes went white then he fell to the floor. I bent down to help him.
"Don't...provoke...me! I...have...issues!" He chuckled after the last word despite his dreadful gasping. He was reading my mind again. I could tell. The only thought that was circling was 'Oh my god what did I do?!? Please be okay!' He chuckled. Then in his sweeter voice he answered my thoughts once again. "You did nothing! Don't blame yourself!" He spoke so fast I could barley understand him. "And of course I'll be okay stupid emotion-player I am an immortal!" He took my hand at that point telling me that his special ability was enragement as well as the whole mind-reading thing.
"Why did your eyes change colors? Do they always do that?" He was very reluctant to respond. His eyes fell to the floor and that scared me more than it should. "Well when I get angry enough...I kind of crave...vampire flesh" He winced expecting me to go hysterical.
"You're joking right?" I had one eyebrow cocked, expecting him to start laughing again. I did not understand why he would go cannibalistic. Then before I could see him finch his hand was on my shoulder once again. Now what was he going to make me say? "Wait, you aren't joking. You were serious thats why you walked away... because you...love me?" That was unexpected! Then the rest slipped out quite quickly too quickly for that matter! "Wow! You love me. Um... well it will take me some time to get over the whole losing my boyfriend thing you know but after," He had to chime back in!, "maybe I could go out with you." He removed his hand and I felt so dumb. All I could do was stare at him in wonder and disgust! He chuckled at my apparently childish expression.
"Are you quite finished? You look like you just witnessed a murder! "He looked at me like I was insane. He chuckled darkly but his grin didn't reach his–now red–eyes.
"Huh? Um... yes, I think so. Why? Wait did you just...Ugh! You monster! I hate it when you do that! How could-" He cut me off. He put his finger to my lips.
"Well, here's the thing you don't know. I don't make you speak the thought I just give it to you. You are the one saying it out loud. Not me forcing you! You only chose to say what I put in your head!" He chuckled nervously with anxious eyes. He looked as if he was afraid of my reaction or what I was going to do. We stood in silence for the longest time.
"Um... can you like please stay out of mind for a bit I need to think without you listening." I looked at him...afraid he would say I can't do that...afraid that I was about to cry.
"Of course. Tell me when I can come again, if I ever can again." He gave a single chuckle of despair. As he walked away I heard him mutter "What did I do?" I was finely free to cry and think. Thank God. Okay time to contemplate what I just said! So if he just puts the thought in my head and I say it... does it mean it's true?
Am I falling in love with him? But...why...how could I fall in love with him? I've known him for about an hour I shouldn't do this! But they do say the heart wants what the heart wants I hope my heart doesn't want him. I have Chad and I thought I would always love him. And I will no doubt about it but maybe my love for Chad will fall under family love. I don't want to let go! Now the water works are beginning! Great! I chuckled with sadness I mean picture me! I'm sitting here in a vampire infested hole crying because I am falling in love with one of those things. But I am one of those things now. I can't be with the human anymore or any for that matter. Ugh why did this have to happen to me? I was fine in my human life! I never wanted this! Now the tears are pouring down my face. Where is Chad when I need him? I dried my tears quickly to go relax with the others.
"Hey!" They all called to me like a friend. It was like a bar in the main place. The only difference was that there was no smoking and no liquor! It was nice just hectic.
"Hey you better now? Did I do anything wrong?" Jon's worried eyes told me everything I needed to know.
"I'm okay now and you did nothing wrong it's me.
I wondered how long I sat and cried. Jon still looked worried at it scared me for one reason or another. I don't know exactly why but that sight stuck fast in my mind, that look on his beautiful face. I knew however the thing behind that angelic face was far from angelic it was a monster. I walked towards the mirror after loosening the grip of Jon's cold hand. I looked in the mirror and realized I was beautiful as well. I looked ugly before. My face was too thin for my broad shoulders and I was quite tall for my stocky build. I wasn't proportioned right then and now, I'm shaped like a goddess. But again behind that face I was a monster and I realized that is what I'll only be from now on. A beast, a savage, a creature feared by most and sought after to be killed by some. I was damned forever all because of a stupid vampire. I shuddered at the word realizing what I had become. I was awakened from my thoughts by a cold hand on my shoulder. I turned to see Jon and the vampires face I vaguely remember as the one that attacked me.
"Ashley this is Cyle. He has been looking for you. Is this a bad time?" Jon looked wary as did Cyle. They stood there considering, can I control my anger long enough. I decided it didn't matter. Wether I was killed or not I couldn't care less.
"No this is not a bad time. Nice to see you again Cyle." the last words out of my mouth felt like I just spit ice at the other pale and gorgeous boy standing there. I kept my expression as nonchalance as possible. I could see the eyes on Cyle look down and search for the right words. He had guts to come and talk to me after what he did to me. I tried to give him a chance but rest assured it was very hard.
"Hello Ashley" Cyle seemed to choose his words carefully, "I wanted to, to apologize for what I have done to you. I lost control and I damned a sweet girl like you. So help me I will do anything for you until you feel I have repaid my debt. Please I am not asking for forgiveness, just for you to be happy." His words were true. They sparkled through his bright green eyes. I swear vampires can have the strangest eyes. I thought of my response to Cyle I was afraid to speak because the anger had not subsided. I simply nodded to Jon to tell him he can listen in again.
I thought quietly. I was thinking to myself, tell him I must wait for my anger to subside right now. Tell him I am surprised he had the guts to speak to me. I honor him for that. Jon had understood and began to speak. His voice seemed shaky probably because he was hoping he figured the words right. I grinned tightly and nodded slightly amused at his face. I decided maybe I could speak without acid burning my every word. I hoped my words would come out right and I would not harm Cyle anymore. I spoke carefully in my mind choosing my words carefully. Jon had opened his mouth to speak the words I was thinking. I shook my head telling him no. I can speak for myself.
"I am sorry I am behaving poorly. I am upset beyond my control. There is nothing you can do to make up for what you have done to me. You have guts. I would not have come to the person I have just damned so quickly. I honor you for that as Jon said." I smiled tightly. My tone was not as bad as I had feared but definitely angry. "But, I must thank you as well. Without your damned being I would not have met Jon. As well as any of these kind men down here and the few women I have seen." Jon's eyes glittered when I said his name. I almost laughed. My anger subsided to a minimum. "I hope you understand why I am so acidly voiced. I find it very hard to breathe down here. I don't know why. Maybe because I am damned now. Hmm interesting idea. I am tired now. Let me rest. We may speak in the morning Cyle if you wish." I thought my words were kind enough for the damned one speaking to the one whom damned them. I nodded to Jon for him to follow me. I was glad he followed my lead and sent Cyle off and took my arm. I was uncomfortable by the way he so quickly took my hand or arm. I hoped he wasn't listening when I thought that and luckily he wasn't. Although in a way I wish he kind of heard. Maybe then he would understand my boundaries I had drawn but after his last episode I didn't want to say anything.
"So...what did you want me for?" Jon asked with a slightly double sided meaning to it. I did not like that at all. The way Jon looked at me sometimes frightened me because he sometimes looked at me like I was a meal and after that last episode of his I was afraid when he looked like that. I missed Chad's warm eyes that never looked at me like that. God I miss him. I wish he could be down here with me.
"That can be arranged!" Jon chuckled with a smirk across his face. I hit him as hard as I could in the gut. "Ow! Thank you! Mind telling me what I did to deserve that? Damn! I am an immortal and you hurt me! You are one special vampire!" Jon stood up and walked away one arm clutched to his rock hard stomach and the other dangling uselessly. I think I heard him curse several times. His face was priceless! I couldn't help but to laugh out loud. And I don't think I laughed that hard in a long time. I was rolling by the time Jon turned around.
"What is so funny Ashley?" Jon had sting to his voice. I composed myself as fast I could. His face scared me, he looked like a vampire now. I forgot about my ability until he walked towards me teeth bared. I was terrified! I backed to the cold stone wall and stood still trying to focus on Jon, trying to calm him down. It began to work, his stone lips covered those razor teeth finally but he still had a crazy look in his eye.
"Ashley!" I took my focus off of Jon to see who spoke. It was Cyle, and he was advancing towards Jon, crouching down and ready to spring. I held my hand up to tell him "no" and thankfully he stood up. He was still tense but he trusted me enough I guess. I turned back to face Jon. Now he was about a foot away. I put my hand up and focused on 2 things--Jon and calmness. It seemed to work. Jon stopped but still too close for comfort. I reached for his shoulder and as I touched it, he fell. Cyle caught him and had him braced against the wall. I went to Jon and placed both hands in his. I tried to convey consciousness to him. His eyes fluttered open and he looked upset. A tear amazingly rolled down his face but it wasn't normal, not this tear...this tear was blood.
"His tear! I-It's b-blo-ood!! What's the matter with him?" I stammered quickly falling over the words in hysterics. I was panicking even though I should care less about him. What was wrong with me?
"Ashley. Ashley! Calm down. He's fine. He needs to rest. But he won't sleep, do you think?" Cyle's words were rushed and calming at the same time. But I couldn't cause Jon anymore harm! I wouldn't!
"No. I won't do it. I'll just hurt him more. I can't do that." I looked down ashamed. Then I felt a hand on my chin. I looked up and it was Jon. He kissed me. I couldn't stop him. I didn't want to stop him. I enjoyed that too much. I was terrified of him but, the love overwhelmed the fear. He stopped to look at me. His eyes scanned my face reading everything as if I was an open book. He backed up. I didn't want him to but, I'm glad he did. I was going to lose control. I am losing my mind I thought with extreme bitterness towards myself. I laughed at myself and how stupid I was getting. I turned around and went to head for the door. I was upset.
"I'm sorry." Jon muttered almost as if I wasn't supposed to hear. I responded anyway. I mean how could I not? I wanted him to know it wasn't him that had me walking out the door it was me. Wow that sounds corny.
"Jon...it's not your fault. It's mine I should control myself better." I was ashamed for myself and upset that I had caused him more pain. I wish I was better at this. Then I realized my stomach burned like it was on fire. "Hey Jon, why does my stomach feel like it's on fire?" He chuckled. Then his smile was devious and that scared me.
He continued to stare at me I couldn't figure out why either. My stomach burned like never before and I could feel my eyes change colors. It freaked me out. I jogged to the mirror and I saw my eyes were red and they looked hungry then I realized something. What the hell do I eat? I wondered and I was on the point of hysterics when Jon's smooth voice chimed in.
"You are hungry Ashley. I would take you out to feed but I think I should explain first of all, about what exactly you are." His tone changed from almost chuckling to a dark mood. "You are not the normal vampire. Yes you drink blood but, here's the catch. You are the species named Aquas Vampiro." That was strange. From the one year for latin I took outside of school, I learned that aquas normally means water and vampiro can mean vampire.
"Water vampire? What. The. Hell." My face must have looked as twisted as I my mind was. I mean what the hell is a water vampire? I mean I knew what a vampire was. It was a blood-sucking fiend that survived off of human jugulars. I was totally confused!
"Well, good job you translated that yourself! Very good. We aquas vampiro do survive on blood and our thirst for blood is about 3 times as strong as the normal vampire. But that's the bad part, the good part is that we can sustain our hunger with water. Hence the first part of our name 'aquas'. So let me go fetch you a glass of water." Jon chuckled darkly and walked out of the small, stone room. I sat that just pondering what I just heard. What I just learned was that, I began in my head, I am a water vampire. I have a stronger thirst for human blood yet I can hold it back with water. Strange. I'm taking all this quite easily. I don't know who I am anymore. I shook my head at my ridiculousness. Of course I should know who I am still, shouldn't I? Ugh this life of mine.
"Here you go miss." Jon came in with his shirt off and now draped over his arm as he spoke with a fake French accent. It was quite funny and I couldn't help but smile as I told him thanks. I couldn't help but notice either, how gorgeous he was with a bare chest. I shook my head lightly. I mean what the hell was I thinking? Exactly, I wasn't. I hated the thought that I was so attracted to him in my subconscious. Jon must have been listening to my thoughts again. He smiled quite smug and I just grimaced at him shaking my head side to side. He chuckled softly to himself. My eyes burned with the hunger that was gnawing at my insides, if I had any left that is. I didn't know what was left of me. I drank some of the water in the crystal glass Jon handed to me. I felt the burning ease and I realized how thirsty I was. I gulped down the rest, welcoming the ice to the flame.
"Thank you for that it was...satisfying." I couldn't help but giggle at how strange that sounded! I closed my eyes for a second and my eyelids refused to open easily. The exhaustion was setting in. But I didn't want to sleep. I had the strongest sense to ask Jon questions right then. My mind was trying to trick me. But then I felt something on my shoulder, I had no clue of how long it was there but, as I turned, I stopped and straightened my back stiff. Something was not right. Out of the corner of my eye something sharp crossed my view and I felt a rush behind me. I reached back instinctively to block whatever was coming. What I caught in my hand was not what I thought. I thought it would be a blade or a gun. It wasn't, it was Jon's face. His eyes flashing between red and black. I knew what that meant, I was in danger, extreme danger and I was exhausted. Not a good mix. He smiled but not a kind smile a devious smile. I, for the first time, saw for what he was, a vampire, a devious demon from the damned destination. I screamed and pushed his face away. Calling for help, calling for Cyle. Jon was very strong and it was hard to fight him of. I knew I could not fail here. I was in sheer panic and I had forgotten my "ability". When I realized that I could calm him down I tried my hardest to calm him down and I kept failing.
"You can't win Ashley, just give in. It will be much quicker that way!" He hissed as if he was a snake. And his eyes grew wilder every time he caught my terrified gaze. "Just give in Ashley Just give in" He kept hissing and I just kept fighting. I was not going to give in. I would fight until the end. Which seemed to be coming a lot quicker now. But as I fought I couldn't help but stare at him and his beauty. Every mental picture of him raced through my head, his eyes, the way he looked with his shirt off, everything. The came the scary ones. When he was about to eat like he was now. I could feel my arms growing fatigued. Just do what he says Ashley, just give in. It was Jon again, only this time inside my head.
"I will not give in! I refuse to! I hate fighting you but I have to, I have to survive. Don't make me hurt you Jon, I don't want to." I saw his eyes flash white and knew what I had to do. "Jon don't kill me. You know you don't want to. And I will fight, fight until I die. I don't want to hurt you god dammit! Don't force me to Jon, just don't. I couldn't live with myself if I hurt you. Think about it Jon how will you feel after you satisfy your taste and I'm dead? Huh? Pretty rotten I'd bet! So stop Jon, please. I am begging you at this point. Please Jon, I don't want to hurt you anymore!" His eyes were white for a second.
He shook his head saying, "No! Control Jon, control" over and over with his eyes closed. He was fighting himself inside. I tried again to use my "ability" and this time it worked. He hit the floor, knees first. I caught his head before it hit the ground. He looked asleep but I knew he wasn't, he was unconscious. Cyle came running with, a new vampire I had never seen before. She was very pretty and I was jealous. I admit it but right then I had other things to worry about. The main thing, Jon. What was I going to do with him? If kept trying to eat me every day, how could I stay around him?
"Ashley? Ashley! Can you hear me dear?" It took me a minute the voice was talking to me. It was that other vampire that came in with Cyle. "Ashley? Ashley, my name is Alyssa. Ashley, honey breathe." I gasped for breath after she pointed out I wasn't breathing anymore. I was in shock. So her name was Alyssa. What a pretty name. I was really jealous of her. "Ashley! God dammit! Wake up!" I felt a sharp pain across my face and I screamed. "Ashley!" Alyssa kept yelling at me.
"Ash? Ashley calm down babe." This voice I recognized. It was Jon.
"Back off!" I was yelling out of instincts. I had to protect myself.
"Ashley it's okay! You're safe now." It was Cyle this time.
"Safe?! How am I safe? Every second I live here I am in danger!" I was quieter at this point but still just as panicked. How could they say I was safe when I was in the same room as Jon?
"Just slap her across the face. She's in hysterics, I can feel it." This time it was Alyssa and she was pissing me off!
"Shut the hell up Alyssa! Get me out of this room and let me breathe fresh air! God!" I began to stand up but I couldn't find my legs. I fell right back down. "Cyle please help me up!" I looked up at Cyle. He took my hand and pulled me up with no effort on his part. But when I stood up he didn't let go of my hand. Oh no! Not another one! He held me by the waist but I couldn't tell if he was just unsure if I was stable or if he was doing it out of affection. I really hoped it was the first.
"Ashley, you need to calm down. Please for Jon he feels horrible. I mean like terrible. He was crying. It's not his fault. It's a lot of other people's faults. Including Alyssa and I. We are ashamed he has come so close to harming you. It is all our faults." Cyle hung his head and eyes low. I didn't understand how it was his fault. All I could feel was numb overwhelm me. I hit the ground before I knew I was falling. The last thing I saw was the cobble stone rushing up to meet my face and Cyle's alarmed look.
When I woke up I heard several voices but I didn't look up. I kept my eyes closed to hear what they were saying. The voices I heard were Cyle's, Jon's, Alyssa's, and there were two more but I didn't recognize them. I think I heard the name's were Ciara and Brandon but, I wasn't sure. I didn't understand, I didn't even think I was coherent. I was afraid to "wake up" and hear what they had to say to me. I was unsure if Jon was angry or upset but, either way, his voice was strained. I didn't want to know! I refused to know! I would stay in a 'coma' if I had to! Then my worst fear showed up. Jon, and he was shaking me awake. I refused to listen and obey. I buried my face deeper in the soft pillow they provided me. Jon's shake became more rapid and violent. I heard him cure under his breath about me. I stayed silent. He stood and waited for me to "wake up" and I think he knew I was already awake. I peeked to see his expression and he was smiling. I "woke up" and waved weakly. He chuckled.
"Morning sleepy head!" The way he said it was like the quotation marks were tangible on 'sleepy'.
"Morning." I spoke with a horribly false groggy voice. He noticed and chuckled. I don't think he was in my head right then so I stared at his beauty again. I allowed my self to memorize the exact manner his chest was framed. Almost like how a crystal is cut to be put in a ring, perfect and sharp angles with a soft tone about them. I loved it. He was gorgeous and he made an angel statue look like a gargoyle. He blew every painting of angels out the window with his beauty and grace. Then he walked away. "Where are you going?" My voice cracked, I didn't want him to leave. I wanted him to stay, with me, forever. I refrained from slapping myself across the face for even thinking that. I allowed myself to pinch my thigh. It hurt more than I thought it would. I kind of hoped he had been listening but, I didn't want him to know either. I was lost in thought as sleep came over me and took me down. It was dark in my dreams. Very dark and utterly terrifying.