I'm a Vampire...(No Title Yet) - Completed

I'm a Vampire. He's a Vampire Hunter. So Why Do I Feel This Way About Him? (14)

"I'm not sure. Could somebody be holding a grudge against you? Short term or long term?" He asked, and I automatically shook my head.

Everybody that had held one was dead.

"No, they're all dead." I said, and he leaned down, his elbows in his lap.

"I figured as much. You're smart enough to get through this." he said and then quickly stood up. He walked closer and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Just please, remember that this isn't over. They could be coming for you." he said seriously, his eyes burning into mine.

His warning gave me a chill, and I was old enough to know by now that whenever that happened, my instincts were telling me that it was true, I should be careful. The black eyes were still studying me, watching me. I was the first to look away.

"I know. I will." I said. Amarande nodded and then watched me a few more moments, although I didn't know if it was because he wanted to know what I was feeling, or because he might not see me again.

I had the feeling it was the latter.

He finally let his gaze go somewhere else, behind me towards the window. I knew his guards were probably telling him it was time to go, so I just started heading towards the door, still a little speechless.

He made my mind go crazier than it was before, and I had the urge to just yell out a 'thanks for making my night better.'

I could feel him following as I opened the door and made myself smile a little.

Amarande returned it and took a step out of the door, his guards dressed in black appearing next to him immediately. I forced myself to say something to lighten up the mood.

"You should get back to that ninety-sixth wife of yours. I'm sure she's missing you." I said and a smile appeared on his face, replacing the deep frown.

"That's where I'm heading," he said, and then he looked back up at me, those black eyes just haunting me. "Be careful." Amarande went down the steps, and I heard a heartbeat from behind the house. I didn't recognize who it was, but I let it pass. It was probably one of the new guards or something.

I watched him until he blended into the black.

I shut the door and leaned against it. I could finally let my mind free. This is what ran through my mind.

Why would Amarande suddenly appear just now after six-hundred years of being MIA?

Who could the killer be?

I took out the note and read it again, the words replaying in my mind. I should have noticed it earlier.

But why would the killer want someone who wanted to end their life? Were they not heartless enough to kill again?

I made my way upstairs, the note still in my hand. A human scent got more and more noticeable as I climbed each stair.

Had someone been up here?

I ran quicker up to my bedroom, and something red immediately caught my eye on my pillow.

A red Rose was laying there, looking like it was never touched by hands. I stopped in the doorway and listened in around me. There was nothing except the scent of a human being here. That would explain the heartbeat when Amarande was leaving. How could I had been so stupid?

The other part of my brain was wondering if Amarande was part of it. Could he have been just a distraction?

I got closer to the Rose. It's red petals the color of blood. A note was attached to it, and if I had a beating heart, it would have been jumping out of my chest.