A Vampire's Confession
The next day Damien thought that he should show me around town. I had to admit as weird as it was, it reminded me of Sleepy Hollow starring Johnny Depp. And as odd as it seemed; I really like this town. It just felt so...homey.
As we walked around town Damien felt it was needed to not only be my tour guide but to actually sound like one.
"And over here is our town statue; this town was founded by Dracula himself." I really had to giggle at that; all my life I believed that Dracula was a myth but here I was in the town he founded. Damien also spoke of the town's dark mystery. Literally, its dark mystery of why it's always dark here, the sun never comes up. Sources believe that Dracula had witches cast a spell on the town to always be trapped in darkness for all the vampires to live.
'Oraş de vampiri' Dracula had called the town City of Vampires. He wasn’t very creative with the name.
As Damien went on and on about the town's history I couldn't help but feel so fascinated about Damien's...mouth. After him talking about the name of the town I lost myself in thought of his mouth.
'I wonder what it feels like against mine. Is he a good kisser? If I kissed him would he be able to tell that I've never been kissed before?' I mean I'm only eighteen and I've never been kissed. When you live in a town full of beasts that hate you and don't want to be near you of course you’ve never been kissed let alone hold someone's hand!’ More of that internal war that seemed more and more ongoing.
"So, tell me about yourself."
"Huh? What?" I said breaking my gaze from that delicious looking mouth of his.
"I said tell me about yourself." Damien chuckled.
"Er-well-there really isn't anything much with me."
"Oh come on there has to be. You’re a werewolf hiding in a town full of vampires. I think I need an explanation as to why we were running for our lives back in your home town."
"Did you ever get the knowledge that they found your scent in my home and looked at me as an...abomination.' Silly Alessa you were an abomination since the day you were born. As a matter of fact since the day you were first conceived.
"I highly doubt that."
"What makes you so sure?"
"Because you wouldn't have left with me, you would've stayed behind with your pack to tell them your side of the story."
Crap! Should I tell him? But what if he hates me? What if he turns his back on me like the others? 'Alessa! Shut up and just tell him! He may like the fact that your actually vampire!
"You did drink that blood Alessa whether you want to think it is or not. It was indeed blood. Just tell me."
****Flashback:*****
"Alessa..?" Damien whispered as I wiped my mouth from any remaining blood on my lips. "Are you-?"
Crap! They know! Think Alessa! Think!
"What foul mess is this?" I said wrinkling my nose in disgust.
"Blood," Jezebel chirped.
"It's gross," I said.
"T-then w-why did you drink it?"
"Er-I was really thirsty and hungry. I thought it was tomato soup," I lied.
"Liar." Jezebel and Damien said in unision.
"No really, I never thought two vampires would actually feed a werewolf just blood. If you both haven't noticed I am a werewolf we eat raw meat all the time the blood is like hot sauce to us. It gives that extra kick. I've never had blood by itself. Foul mess."
Jezebel and Damien just looked at each other then back at me until they burst into laughter. The entire day consisted us laughing and boring chit-chat.
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"It's like I said-"
"Alessa," Damien sighed. "I guess I haven't been totally honest with you," he frowned as his gaze fell to his feet.
"What?"
"I know for a fact you’re lying." The look in his eyes spoke of guilt and confusion.
"And how would you know that? Hmm? " I asked teasingly in futile hopes of lightening the conversation. "Because-your..." he trailed off.
"I'm what?"
He stayed silent. We had gone from laughing and teasing to awkward and scarily serious in a matter of moments and I my heart rate began speeding.
"I'm what Damien!?" I yelled started to get irritated.
"My soul-mate," he said under his breath, enough for me to hear.
"Your what?" I couldn’t have heard him right.
"My soul-mate. I have been waiting actually two hundred years for you," his cheeks started to flush. He was so cute when he blushed. My heart fluttered at the thought that I had made him blush. Finally sense returned to my brain and I tried to think.
"But I thought-"
"Vampires didn't have soul-mates?" He chuckled looking back into my eyes. I felt like he was searching deep inside me his eyes looked so deep
"Well-yes."
"We do, just as you werewolves do. Our bond is much, much stronger though. Werewolves don't live nearly as long as a vampire we cannot die of old age," he began. "We can wait decades to centuries for our one true other half. We don't call them mates but the missing link to our soul."
"But-I thought vampires are soulless?"
"No," he chuckled. "We have what's called a half soul, our soul-mate has the other half to make the two halves into a whole. Kind of like a puzzle."
"And I'm your missing puzzle piece?" Damien nodded.
"I know this is very soon for you but when my eyes met yours, I just...knew. Didn't you feel it too?"
Going back remembering a few days ago I had felt it but I wasn't totally sure. I had ignored it because my wolf half called out to Jase so I overlooked it.
"The strange thing is, only vampires can feel that pull towards another vampire or even a human but never a werewolf since we are natural enemies. I just don't get it, which is why I feel as though you’re keeping something from me," he frowned once more.
What am I suppose to say? That I'm half vampire, that's the reason we are mates? But I also have a wolf side that already has a mate but he abandoned me?
"I-" I began to say but Jezebel came running towards us in a frenzy.
"We got to get back home. Now!"
"What is it? What's wrong?" Damien asked.
"The wolves they have trespassed," Jez looked over at me. "I think they're looking for you."
I began to shiver from fear.
"Well, we can't go back home if they are looking for Alessa. Her scent is all over that place."
"Then where should we go?"
Damien gave her this sad look without having to answer her.
"No. Damien please not there! You know I hate that place!"
I look up at Damien giving him a questioning look.
"It's better not to ask," he said to me.
"Are we going there on foot?" Jez asked.
"We have no other choice," Damien shrugged.
"Will she be able to keep up?" Jez said pointing out towards me.
Damien looks over at me then back at Jez. "I'll have her ride on my back."
"The whole way?" She gasped.
"The whole way." He said smirking at me.
I wished I knew where we were going but something was telling me I would regret if I were to ask... Instead I tried to relax as Damien lifted my entire weight. I knew I wasn’t very heavy but I felt sorry for having him carry me.
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