Their Vampire Legacy (Complete)

Chapter 39: A Final Breath

AJanae’s POV:

My heart drops at the steep sight before the roller coaster begins to move down slowly.

Tick, tick, tick....whoo!

I throw my hands up in the air as the roller coaster rolls down at a great speed from the very top, my hair blowing all over the place as Mark too is given the windswept look. I close my eyes and grin, reaping in the benefits of the adrenalin rush, forgetting everything and just living and being in the moment.

"That was amazing! You up for round 2?" I ask Mark in a rush, the adrenalin kicking in full force that I find it difficult to stand still. The feeling of your heart watching up into your throat and the fear on instinct that kicks in, is absolutely indescribable and fantastically addicting.

Mark pushes me aside and runs to a trash can. I watch in amusement and disgust as he pukes his guts out. He'd always been afraid of fast rides and heights, yet today for the first time he joined me, contributing to my request of numbing out all the pain and it seemed to be working.

I hadn't had so much fun before since...well ever.

This is exactly what I needed. A night of the past and a night of fun to release all the negative energy building up within me.

For the first time ever, I was letting go!

I mentally sigh at Mark for slowing us down. The next ride's line is bound to get longer the more time we waste. However, I feel guilty when Mark falls to the floor and places his head in his hands, clearly not feeling all too well. I sit down on the dirty cement beside him and place my hand on his back, trying to support him. "You go on ahead." he murmurs, "I am not feeling too good right now."

"Well clearly." I laugh as I rub his back in comfort, feeling close to him in the moment.

He glances up at me with those sky blue eyes, "You're not mad?" I shake my head. I cannot blame the poor guy for being sick because I forced him on his worst nightmare in order to make myself feel better. He falls silent, his eyes glaze over with emotions that I cannot decipher.

"What?" I ask when his intimate stare fails to fade.

He shakes his head with a small smile, "You're still so beautiful."

I advert my eyes, not willing to get into this right now, well ever. “Mark…” I start, “Please don’t go there. That’s a closed chapter.”

“Well maybe we should open it again.” He insists as he continues, “I can’t apologize enough for what I did to you. I can say sorry for the rest of my life and it would never be enough. You-“

I shake my head and put my hand up in front of him, signifying for him to halt in his words. “Stop talking. I don’t want to get into this now of all times. Leave it in the past.”

He grabs hold of my lifted hand in his own and lowers my hand as he continues despite my begging, “What if it’s not all in the past. You need to hear this. You need closure. I never meant to hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you of all people. When Leona came round-“

“Enough!” I raise my tone, exasperated as I put my hand over my ears to block him out.

Except he doesn’t give up. He places his hands over mine and moves my hands off my ears so that I could hear him loud and clear. “I never planned on kissing her. She tempted me, kept touching my arm and before I knew it were in my bedroom and I was swept away in lust. Then you came in and it hit me hard. I realized what I had done and-“

A tear that I had been bottling up for months rolls slowly down my cheek. I never wanted to shed a dam tear over what he did to me. Then again, I am not even sure I’m crying over him. I thought a night of fun would fix the broken fragments that had become me. The only thing it did was maybe block me out to the truth for a few hours before I had to go back to Dean’s house and face the sickening reality. I have no home and no family and maybe it’s time I come to accept that. “Please just stop.” I beg. I wanted my mind off everything in the present, which never meant I wanted to jump straight back into the past either.