a forgotten name(ON HOLD and editing)

Chapter two: the notes

I stirred as my alarm blared loud and clear for me to awaken, I groaned and smacked it off. I sat up slowly taking in the mid-day light that shown slightly through my thick curtains that lined my apartment. I liked it that way now, since there was no sense in seeing the light in the eyes I had so longed to look into. I never looked into Adrian's eyes yesterday, I sigh from frustration but also from the memory of the note on the mirror. Maybe I should have talked more civil with him, but it doesn't give him the right to target the most hurt spots nor did he have a right to tell me to come back. The only thing that would make me go back is if Vladimir was alive, but he isn't and he never would be again not with the way he was killed.

I finally managed to get the strength to leave my bed and get dressed, I examined myself in the mirror not sure if I could do this. I knew that my co-workers were counting on me, but I didn't want to do this today. I didn't want to wait on people and deal with their crap I had my own to think about, the only way I could free of that is to go back. If I went back I wouldn't have to deal with the human societies and the way they seem to run, being back home I would have free reign I could see the others again. Even so both Adrian and that bastard are there still, I can't go back if I am not strong enough to seek revenge. It wouldn't sit well to let him just live, I don't see how the others could let that happen either.

  I sighed reading the note again, just great I'm stuck with a problem again. Was I a problem magnet or something? I put the note back in the envelope, and put the envelope in my journal. I walked over to my bag and placed my journal inside. I zipped it up and grabbed my keys and a sweatshirt as I made my way for the door, as I opened it I felt an odd presence I figured it was Adrian. So I just shrugged it off and locked my door up and headed down the hall, I couldn't stop to chat I had to work and I was already on my way to being late for that.

 As I was unlocking my car door I heard a light tread of footsteps behind me, I tensed a little but I did not stop my movements. I threw my bag and sweatshirt to the passenger side and slid into my seat. I closed my door quickly I started my car up and as I pulled my seat belt over my shoulder I noticed the figure that was stalking me like a prey, she had long light brown hair -to at least her mid back - and very pale grey eyes. Her body was pale like mine, though the difference was that confidence radiated off her. She smiled a wide smile, so I could see her fangs my eyes opened in shock when I looked at her arm that was extended out to me with all of her bracelets and her long fingers with a deep violet color that matched her deep violet dress, and in between those fingers was an envelope. Just like Vladimir had promised, I rolled my window down slightly and she came over handed me the note and disappeared. With that I was left with my first clue, and I had to figure out if I was going to pursue this, Vladimir wanted this from me. I am going to tell him no? The one I wanted to keep safe and the one who is no longer in this world.

I looked around making sure no one was in sight, I locked my doors and slowly opened my note. This was the same handwriting as the last one, so is that how I will receive them? I shuttered, now I felt even more uneasy. I wasn't so sure this was from Vladimir, what if someone copied his handwriting to feign me into a plan. I opened it up and began to read it:

Dear, Alexandria.

You must go back to where we once lived,

I know the memories may be too much but you have no choice.

I know that you probably have left, it's time to go back.

More letters to come.

Love always, your Vladimir.

  Reading these makes it hard on me I miss him so much, he knew me so well. Almost too well, how am I supposed to believe it's really him? What's if it's just Adrian playing jokes so I'll go back, I got so angry I threw the letter on the car floor and as I did so something fell out landing on my foot. I bent down to pick it up, when I had it in my hand I knew what it was: the necklace that Vladimir had made me. I looked at the crystal wrapped in sliver hanging by the black woven thread, it was him! Before he died I realized that a few of my things went randomly missing. He's giving them back to me, to show me that even though he's gone he's still with me...