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Love, obsession, loathing, love, obsession, loathing. Make up your MIND! Part 5
Sequel to 'I live with vampires and werewolves, did I mention they're all guys?'
*Everyone it's longer YES*
Two weeks past, everyday filled with confused emotions and rash thoughts. Marcus called every morning, each time his voice growing hoarser. It killed me to know he was like that and it was because of me but what could I do, I couldn't lie to myself about from true feelings towards Sasha. They would never go away, no matter how hard or how long I tired to ignore them.
Back when I was waiting for those ten years the pass, I remembered thinking that the whole thing with me and Marcus wasn't how true love was meant to be. Real love doesn't have any bounders; love doesn't wait for a subtle thing like age. I could kid myself any longer; something hadn't felt right when I was with Marcus. I guess I had ignored it as I thought he was the one I was meant to be with.
Then...there was when I was near Sasha...and nothing matter but me and him. He made me feel warm, safe, alive, pretty and happy but most of if felt right. Those few years I had lived with him had easily been the best I had ever lived and would ever live as long as I continued to deny my love for him.
The emptiness I had endured for the past ten years finally became clear to me. I was missing half of myself, Sasha was mine and I was his.
It is your fate to hurt each other... Jeremy's warning rang out around me.
"I believe we make are own future," I whispered, "fate is just a word..."
Next thing I knew I was getting out of my car and standing before the double front doors of my old home.
The flowers lining the porch hadn't been watered enough and had died and leaves covered the gravel. Never get men to look after plants, they will always fail dismally it's in their genes.
I swallowed trying to dislodge the lump that had risen in my throat, my palms were sweaty and my heart pounded. Shaking I lifted my hand and pressed the doorbell. I held my breath, listening for any sound of approaching feet behind the thick wooden door.
The door opened and Damon stood there his hair scruffy his face unshaven, dressed in a pair of tatty jeans and a black close fitting black t-shirt.
I meet his gaze and my stomach cringed back, he had black-purple rings under his eyes but it was the lifeless look his eyes that made me so anxious they were dull and hollow.
"Kelly..." Damon murmured in amassment.
"Damon I'm so sorry for everything..." I whispered but I didn't get to finish, Damon grabbed me and pulled me inside, slammed the door then turned back to me and gave me a huge hug.
"Kelly?" shouted a voice.
I struggled out of Damon's inhuman grip and looked sideways to see Alistair running towards me.
"Hi Alistair," I said muffled against his chest as he too rapped me in his arms.
"We're never letting you go again," Damon growled, leading me upstairs, Alistair close on my heel.
"You don't have to worry about me anymore guys," I laughed, "I finally realize that I am meant to be here with you."
"I thick you'd better tell that to Sasha," said Alistair as we stopped outside his room.
My mouth had suddenly gone dry and my pulse quickened.
The guys stepped back and I was left alone in front of Sasha's bedroom door. I knocked shakily but there was no answer, I glanced at Damon but he just nodded his head. I took a deep breath, gripped the door knob and turned it.
The door opened soundlessly and I stepped into the dark room, closing the door quietly behind me.
Sasha was lying in his bed; bandages rapped around most of his body also stitches lined his right cheek and above his left eye. His eyes were closed and his mouth slightly open as he slept.
I tiptoed over to him and sat gentle on his bed and took his hand in between mine. It felt strange to be the one not lying unconscious.
"Sasha..."I whispered softly, squeezing hand, "It's me, please open your eyes."
There was no response, I leaned closer and gently kissed him.
"I love you..." I closed me eyes, resting my forehead against his.
"Kelly," whispered Sasha, blinding in confusion, "am I dreaming?"
"No you're awake," I laughed, relieved, "oh Sasha I'm so sorry for everything-"
"Don't apologise Kelly, it's all my fault-"
"No Sasha, its not," I breathed, "you never stopped believing in us. It was me who thought just because Jeremy told me it's our fate to hurt each other we shouldn't be together."
"We have hurt each other Kelly but wait-" he paused, "who's Jeremy?"
I froze, glancing sideways as I felt the brush of the young wolf's fur against my shoulder.
Tell him Kelly, Jeremy whined, dipping his head.
"Umm Jeremy is my guardian wolf who's sitting on the end of your bed."
God that sounded so stupid, I won't blame Sasha if he thinks he's I'm mad.
But Sasha just laughed, sitting up, "Mel's been telling me the same thing."
"Who's Mel?" I asked in disbelief.
"Mel's my guardian," Sasha said simply, "if you get Jeremy to touch Mel then we'll be able to see each other guardians."
I looked at Jeremy just in time to see him leap off the bad and raise his front paw. His paw touch something suddenly another animal appeared its paw raised to touching Jeremy's.
Mel was a beautiful snow leopard, her fur pure white with dark grey spots covering her entire body. Her amber eyes were sparkling and her long tail curved at the tip.
"Kelly," said Sasha touching my face with his hand, "I believe fate can change."
"So do I," I whispered then I leaned forwards to meet Sasha's lips.
This was where I was meant to be, I was sure now and nothing could ever convince me the other way ever again.
Rapped in Sasha's strong arms I kissed his back desperately trying to make him feel the love that was swelling up inside of me. A longing beyond ever of our control took over and we welcomed it.
I moaned his name as we rolled over so he was on top, his lips moving down my jaw to my neck his teeth nipping my skin.
I let him undress me down to me underwear when I stopped him, placing one hand against his heaving chest the other against his face.
"Sasha...I love you," I whispered then leaned in again and welded my lips to his stopping him from saying the same to me. He never had to say it to me again I knew he did and there was nothing I or anyone could do to change that.
"I love you so much Kelly," he said against me mouth.
Damn it!
I bit his lip.
"Aw, what was that for?" gasped Sasha, licking his stinging lip.
"You don't need to tell me you love me, I know you do."
"I know that but I think it's still nice to hear," whispered Sasha, nipping my shoulder playfully.
I gave up and resorted to biting his ear.
"Aw, oh you're in so much trouble now," he snarled, his golden eyes flashing.
"I thought werewolves like biting during sex," I laughed, my eyes gleaming.
"You have no idea," growled Sasha dangerously.
"Then you'd better show me then."
*Hi everyone. Listen it had dawned on me that Kelly is now older then sasha (looks) so just pretend that she didn't wait ten years but only one, ok? sorry about that.*
End of Part 5
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