The Vampire's Last Slave

Perfection (Forty-Six)

                Although everything with Easton had really messed my mind up, I couldn’t let that interfere with our plans. Today was our bonding and I was nervous. It was still early, around five, I think. Vincent was still sleeping. I knew I had three more hours that I could sleep, but I couldn’t find the exhaustion to sleep. I needed to think before the wedding anyway. Not so I could decide if I would go through with it, but so I could remind myself of my memories. I started at the beginning. The party that I had gone to, and then I moved onto the auction where Vincent had bought me. I remembered running through the forest, running away from him, and the flaming tree. I winced as I remembered my first punishment where he toyed with my mind.

                Then I skipped a few memories remembering the day that our love began really blossoming. It was the day I had wanted to sleep in. He bit my neck which caused immense pleasure. I remember having the chance to run, but not doing so. I was glad for that. I smiled as I pictured the blood on my clothes and him dragging me into the bathroom. And while the whole bathroom scene was a mixture of pain and pleasure, I was thankful that it had happened. My broken ribs hurt, but I trusted him to keep me alive, which he did after nearly drowning me. I did slap him, though. I smiled as tears ran down my face. I was happy.

                “You actually hit me pretty hard, for a human.” He comment, pulling me closer to him.

                “I thought you were sleeping.” I told him, wiping away the tears.

                “Nope. I’ve been awake for a while. I’m worried, love.” He admitted.

                “Worried?” I looked to him, he nodded, “Why?”

                “I think you’re having second thoughts. Is this not what you want?” He asked me.

                “No, that’s not it at all. I just wanted to remember things from before.” I told him.

                “Oh. So you want to remember all of the times I hurt you, do you?” He roared sitting up in bed, obviously angry.

                “N-no.” I stuttered, reaching out to him.

                “Do you want me to hurt you again? Maybe give you some new favorite memories?” He screamed raising his hand. I let out a cry. I was sure my eyes were wide. He face softened and he cupped my face in his hand. “I’m sorry. I just don’t want you thinking about those things. You should be thinking about us making love and playing around. Think happy thoughts, love. Okay?” He kissed my forehead. I nodded as he lay back down.

                “I’m sorry. I just wanted to remember everything.” I said quietly. He sighed into my hair.

                “Don’t be sorry. You just scare me when you think of things like that. I never want you to leave me.”  He seemed so sad I couldn’t help but melt.

                “I can’t leave you.” I told him.

                “You could if you wanted to.” He said grimly.

                “No, I couldn’t leave you because I’d never want to. Besides,” I moved his hand from my face to my stomach, “This baby needs you too.” I smiled at him and he smiled back. His lips brushed mine as we had a passionate kiss. Our tongues tangled together as our hands found the others. I suddenly felt tired, so I broke the kiss.

                “Get some more sleep, my beautiful bride.” He kissed my temple and held me close.

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Vincent:

                I was sitting in the bathroom on the counter staring at the shower. The water was running. I knew I was supposed to be in it, but I couldn’t make myself move. I was nervous now more than ever. It was easy to be reassured when she was with me. All I had to do was read her mind or look into those beautiful blue eyes. This was more difficult. I had to rely on the past for reassurance, but as I did this, I felt my heart sink. I was terrible to her. That’s why she’s thinking of the past. She’s reminding herself of the real me. The one that would do anything to get someone to follow his orders. But the love in her eyes, that’s what confused me. Could it be love for the child? No, it was love for me. I couldn’t believe how someone as perfect and as beautiful as Lucia could love a monster like me.

                “Vincent are you ready?” Noel asked, coming into the bathroom. I was in my boxers only. “Dude get in the fucking shower. You’re going to be late for your own bonding.” He shook his head as he turned on the water.

                “Okay.” I sighed and looked at the door pointedly.

                “Seriously, I’ll be back in like 10 minutes. You had better be done by then.” He warned as he left. I sighed and pulled off my boxers before stepping into the scolding hot water.

Lucia:

                “Okay now close your eyes.” Jaque said as she applied my eye make-up.

                “I feel so stupid.” I sighed.

                “Why?” France asked.

                “Because I shouldn’t have been thinking about things that upset him. I wish I could take it back. I don’t need him upset with me on our bonding day.” Saying the word bonding instead of wedding felt kind of weird.

                “Don’t worry about it, Lucia. Everything is fine. Now open your eyes.” Jaque said as I felt her move away.

                When I did open my eyes I gasped. My eyeliner made my eyes look like ice, while the dark eye-shadow helped as well. My lips were a dark purple color and my skin smooth and silky. I smiled at Jaque. “Thank you. I look amazing.” I told her honestly. If Vincent was still upset, I don’t know how he could be after he sees me.

                “Okay now it’s time to put on the dress!” Anna squealed, taking off the plastic cover. I smiled as I saw the dress that I had ordered. It was guaranteed to fit, so I haven’t put it on yet. It was long and white. The top was like a corset, while the bottom flowed outwards like a princess dress. In the middle of the back was a sectioned piece of fabric that was white with purple floral designs. A purple ribbon wrapped around my waist and faded into the pattern on the back. It was perfect. And as I slipped into this beautiful dress I couldn’t help but think of how lucky I was. I had the perfect husband-to-be, the perfect children, the perfect friends, and the perfect life. For those who say perfection is impossible, meet the people that I love.