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Chapter 9: I Always Love You

A/N Sorry for not updating soon, school is hectic but thats no excuse sorry. Anyway thank you for reading 108 reads!! XD Please comment, vote, thank you beautiful readers :3

Kyle and I started at Edann. Neither spoke. I could hear his heart beating. Then Kyle gathered me up. Kissed me.

Kissed me!

We clung to each other beside the dead vampire. Then Kyle threw himself over Edann, just holding him. “Oh, my God, Kyle,” he whispered. “Oh, God, oh, God. Kayla.” He reached for my hand. I gave it to him, wrapping myself around him as his tears and sobs started. After he wore himself out, I tried to get up, thinking to see if there were more vampires, to check on Mrs Gray and the others. But he held me too tightly, and I wouldn’t have moved away from him for the world.

He held Edann’s one hand. “I can’t believe it. How evil he was.” Kyle’s voice was hoarse from all the sobbing.

“I know,” I said. “He was always-“

“Edann wasn’t even in there. When you’re changed, it infects you and steals your soul,” Kyle went on. “You’re not there. You’re gone.” Tears continued to roll down his cheeks. “Edan loved you Kayla. He told me that a million times every day. He was so glad you’re my best friend.”

I started to say, “No he hated me,” but then I realized: that this was going to be his coping mechanism. He was going to believe from now on that the Edann he knew and loved would never have made him kill his best friend. I started thinking about how I could tell him how horrible Edan really was, what he said to me and I could ruin Kyle’s image of him. I could make Kyle love me. But that wasn’t what I wanted; I wanted him to love me for his own. I remembered what my therapist told me.

“You are brilliant, and you’re so… much,” Dr Smith had declared. Dr Smith, my saviour. “People don’t change, Kayla. They just see things differently than they used to, and respond accordingly to the way they already are. It’s all context. Reality. Is. Context.” Dr Smith has saved me because he didn’t try to change me. So I had never tried to change Kyle. 

I took a deep breath and thought about my hopeless love for him. Something shifted. My love was not hopeless. I loved him. It didn’t have to break my heart. I didn’t have to do anything except be with him, just be.

So I said, “Edann loved you so much.” Because that would help him the most.

“Thank you,” he whispered. “He loved you too. And I love you, Kayla.” He looked up at me, broken and crumpled like a rag-the boy I kissed in the 8th grade, a thousand million times, almost till my lips bled.

“And I love you, I replied. “I love you more than my own life. I always have.” It was right to say that now. People didn’t change, love didn’t either. Where Kyle was concerned there was no context.

“Thank you,” he replied. No embarrassment, no apologies; our love was what it was. Alone in a closet, with a dead vampire, hiding in a school because the rest of the city was overrun by vampires…

I laid my head on his shoulder, and he laced his fingers with mine.

“Happy birthday, sweet sixteen,” he whispered. “My Kayla bear.”

“Thank you,” I whispered back. It was the best present ever.

After a while we opened the door and there stood, what looked like a woman, but she had hair that looked like it was on fire and large, white wings sprouting from her back. She smiled as us and suddenly it felt as if I was gazing upon something Godly.

“Shit, oops I’m sorry. I seem to have landed in the wrong place…” The Godly woman tried to explain. “You didn’t ask for God’s messenger, did you?”

Kyle and I shared a look. “Actually can you tell me what the fuck is going on? We have been stuck in this hell hole of a town with no outside help!” I demand, where does this sass come from?  “You say your God’s messenger, well where the fuck is He? And why aren’t we getting any help down here?”

“Ugh. I forgot how bitchy humans were. Let me start with my name, you know there is Michael and Gabriel right? Well the humans kinda got that wrong. Its Michael and Gabriella. I’m Gabriella and Michael is my older brother, and yes we are both God’s messengers and warriors,” the, now Gabriella, explained. “I realize you may be in a slightly shitty situation at the moment but I can guarantee you that once you see what God has to deal with you see this is baby shit. So why don’t you just be thankful your alive, hook up with this good looking guy and carry on with your live.” If only she knew Kyle was gay…

“How about no?! We are sick of this shit and need help!” Now I was getting angry.

“Ok, ok. Jeesh calm down. Your names? I might be able to do something, I am God’s favourite after all.” Gabriella said with a wink.

“I’m Kayla,” I say with a sigh. “And my good looking friend here is Kyle oh and his ex is a vampire dead in the closet.” I give a mad smile.

A/N This story is almost finished and if anyone has any suggestions that they would like to see in the story i will try my best to include it :) Comment, vote? Thank you all for reading :3