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I think I just ran over a...vampire(15)Discovered |
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So I was on my bed again. Wondering how Cian was doing at Nate’s manor and how to get out of this mess. My hand went to my neck where the burning sensation was subsiding.
What am I going to do?
I must have drifted off to sleep again because some loud noises downstairs woke me up. It sounded like they were back, but there were no celebrating noises. Something was wrong.
I hopped out of bed and ran down the stairs only to stop and scream.
Cian was being carried into the front door, his face covered in blood, along with other random cuts visible on his skin and through his ripped shirt. But that wasn’t what scared me. What scared me was that he wasn’t moving.
Ava ran over to me as my knees gave out.
What have I done?
“He was fighting the vampire king. He’s just unconscious. The vampire king got off worse. Don’t worry. He’ll be fine.” The tone in her voice told me that she was skeptical. I didn’t like that. Where was the bouncy Ava I had seen only a few hours ago?
The man who was holding Cian walked into the sitting room and laid him on a couch. Cian’s head lolled, I let out a small sob. My heart felt like it was slowly being ripped out of my chest. Someone was squeezing and slowly, very slowly, ripping it out.
Ava helped me to the couch, I kneeled on the rug next to his body. Raising a shaky hand, I brushed his hair out of his eyes and felt a little hope burn inside.
He’s still warm...
I closed my eyes and Just thought of all those moments we shared. It didn’t matter how much time we had spent together. My mind had given up and my heart had won. I wanted him back. I wanted him to hold me again, make me laugh and smile, but most of all, I wanted to kiss him again. To feel the whoosh in my stomach when his hand pressed against the small of my back.
That was when the people around me began to whisper. I opened my eyes and blinked the tears that had sprung up, away. My hand was still on his forehead, but it was warmer than before. And it seemed to be giving off a faint light.
I stared at the place where my hand was and nearly choked on air as I saw a small cut on Cian’s forehead close slowly. I looked over at Ava, who was also staring at the healing cut, then she turned to me and nodded.
Got it.
I concentrated harder on the warm, tingly feeling in my hand and spread my fingers out.
The blood seemed to slowly disappear, along with the cuts. I moved my hand to another cut after his head was healed. It closed too. The more I concentrated, the faster they healed.
After the fifth cut was healed, Cian began to stir. Ava left for a moment and came back with a cold towel. She wiped away the sweat on his brow. I kept working.
Everyone stayed silent as they watched in wonder. Even I couldn’t believe it, but it was working. I wasn’t going to question that.
His eyes opened a little and he looked around slowly. I only viewed this from my peripheral vision because there was a stubborn wound that wouldn’t close any faster, no matter how hard I concentrated. Cian glanced at me, then did a lazy double take. I continued to work. I had to heal him.
He stayed silent until the last cut was healed and I fell back and fainted.
Damnnit.
For the third time in 24 hours I opened my eyes. It was getting annoying. But what made me smile this time was that there was an arm draped around me. I turned and saw Cian looking at me with an extremely serious expression.
“Do you know a Nate?”
I swallowed.
I knew it had to be sooner or later, but I would have opted for later.
I slowly nodded and squeezed my eyes shut, bracing myself, not that you can really brace yourself from being torn limb from limb, but I would do my best. I felt a few tears of fear fall out, against my will I had started to cry.
I waited for him to scream at me, to tell me that he hated me, that I would be sent back, or sentenced to death.
But none of that happened.
Instead, he pulled me on top of him and held me. He stroked my hair and I broke down.
“Did he open a connection with you?”
I nodded and let out a sob.
“I’m going to access it to hear your side of the story. Is that okay? I’ll be looking at your memories.”
I nodded again.
A warm feeling filled me and I opened my eyes, seeing Cian staring at me. Responding to the urge that had arisen in me, I stared into his eyes.
A soft probing feeling entered my mind and I began to see some flashes of my memories. I saw when I had hit Nate with my car. When I had seen Cian’s picture. The conversations in my head and all of the thoughts I’ve had since flashed through my mind. Then Cian blinked.
My vision began to get blurry again as Cian still stared at me. I felt like he would throw me off of him any second. I waited for anything. Even some words that voiced his disappointment, but what I got confused me to no end.
He kissed me. Very softly, so that when he pulled away, I wondered if it had actually happened. He wiped away my tears and kissed the trails that they had made.
“But, why?” was all that I could say. My voice was cracking with emotion and Cian looked into my eyes again.
“I saw all of your thoughts,” he stated simply, “You healed me and denied telling Nate any information even though he had a huge influence over you. There’s nothing to forgive. All I have to do is kill Nate for forcing you into this and thank him for sending you to me.”
I blinked a few times then rested my forehead on his chest.
“Did you think that I would hurt you again?”
I flinched a little, but nodded. He sighed.
“Why do you think I would hurt the woman I love?”
.........what?
I pulled my head up and looked at him. His expression was imploring.
He was serious.
“You— what?” I mumbled stunned.
He let a small smile grace his lips.
“I love you.”
Okay, Brain, now you can turn to mush...
My heart fluttered and all of those cheesy 1950s movies seemed to be reality now. He frickin’ loved me! I would have jumped up and done a little victory/happy dance, but I didn’t want to leave his arms. So I settled for smiling as wide as I could.
“I love you, too.” It finally was out in the open. We had known each other for about five days and we were madly in love with each other. I couldn’t be happier.
 VicinityObscenity · Tue Feb 19, 2008 @ 03:56am · 0 Comments |
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