Every time I think about Abigail and how we parted, it makes my heart ache. She was a real mother figure to me, but Carl's disgusting methods destroyed our relationship. I had to move on.
I'm still looking at myself in the mirror and I see a tear escaping. As I wipe it away with my index finger, I heave a sigh. It's always a bitter feeling thinking back. Every time I think I'm over it, I realize I just can't move forward. I can't because we didn't really have closure and it aches my heart I can't help her.
Doing my makeup again, my mind wandering to the 'thing' I saw last night. It's really like my mind playing a trick on me.
I woke up after having the nicest dream in a long time. I was in the arms of that man I had seen in my nightmares before, but he was somehow different. He was gentle, firm, and oozed male power and sexiness. He was confident when he touched me, but not once was rude. He just... made me feel like I matter. Like I am the most precious thing he had in his life.
I don't know what woke me. Was it this empty feeling I felt after experiencing this wonderful phenomenon in my dream? Or was it the tears that fell from my eyes? I don't really know. I just cried in my bed like I just lost something precious.
When this feeling slowly faded, I got up from my bed, went to the bathroom, and cleaned my face. I returned to my bedroom but instead of the bed, I went for my bookshelf. I took my favorite book off, Her Forbidden Alpha, grabbed my blanket, and sat on my bay of window.
When I looked for a flat, the only demand I had was that I need a nook for myself. I saw many apartments, but neither felt cozy. They were built for businessmen or successful women. I wasn't either. I just wanted something that felt homey... In this little town was my last chance. I didn't really hope I would find something. But when I saw it, I knew this little gallery waited for me.
It's a little space, there's only a corridor after you step in the door. On the left, there is a high storage unit, where you can put your coats, shoes, and other clothes. It's wide and the handle is black, and you can slide it away, and it opens. On the right side, you can see a little cupboard, where you can put your keys, wallet, and bags. Beside it, there is a door and behind it, you find the bathroom. With only a basin on the right side and a shower cabin on the other side. With a little shelf opposite the door, you can put all your necessities, like shower gel, shampoo, soap, body wash and creams, toothpaste, and toothbrush.
When you step a little further into the apartment you can see a kitchen on the right side with a sink and under it some big pull-out drawers for forks, knives, and spoons. Beside it was the hearth plate, and oven with a few lamps above them. And 3 or 4 cabinets higher to put the plates, dishes, bowls, and every other kitchenware. On the left side, there are more cabinets, with a counter you can prepare food.
When you go deeper into the apartment you can see a clear space that is bigger than the corridor and kitchen area. On the left, you can see a big bookshelf, now full of books. This is so high up, almost reaches the ceiling. If I want a book from the top shelf, I have to use a ladder or a chair to stand on. Opposite the corridor, there are 2 large windows, and before it, there is a long seat. Where I put many cushions and pillows, so whenever I want to relax, read a book, or just look out the window I can get cozy. And the landscape is just beautiful from these windows. It helps that it is almost on the top floor.
On the other side of the bay of the window was a table with four chairs, but since I have no friends, I didn't see the value in them. So, I gave them to the landlady, 'cause she needed another set. I bought and then installed another bookshelf there with a cute small couch, I found in a garage sale. Beside the couch is my bedroom. Who am I kidding? It's not a bedroom, just a little secluded area for my bed. I would hear someone let the water flow from the bathroom or the kitchen if I have someone since the bathroom is beside my bed and the kitchen is in front of my bed.
But it's just me, and sometimes it is eerily quiet. But I don't mind, I like to be myself. I learned soon enough I was better off alone. And as I was sitting on the bay and reading my comfort book, I drew my light purple curtain aside to watch the night sky. It's October, so can't really see anything. Not even the moon, because after the colder weather welcomes us there's nothing else just big, thick, grey clouds above. And since it was almost dawn, it was really dark. Even the mist can't be seen. I remember the weather forecast showed a clear day for today. And here and there we would see the sun or at least, our day wouldn't be so cloudy.
So as I took the book in one hand, I rested my chin on the other. Looking outside, my eyes searched for something, even though I didn't know what.
Soon my eyes caught sight of two red dots. I didn't realize what it was until it came closer. And as slowly the first light of the sun showed itself, I slowly could take up the contour of the thing I was staring at, at that time.
The two red dots were two blazing red eyes, with a face I felt familiar. His jaw was hard but sharp, his cheekbones were high and his nose was just the perfect size. His hair was black just like the night, his muscular neck tattooed and his broad shoulders, arms, and torso were covered with a black, leather coat. From his waist down through his thighs, calves to his feet you can only see black jeans or dark grey, I didn't really pay attention to them. Especially after what I saw behind him...
I didn't even realize I was holding my breath back until I heard my book landing on the floor. Dazed, like I was charmed stared at this man who was the epitome of a greek god. He was looking back at me, looking confused. Our staring contest was cut short by the rising sun. He hissed and I saw smoke behind him.
As I lifted my gaze to those things I couldn't believe my eyes. Behind him, I saw two wings. Yes, you heard me right! Two extremely large wings, they were like bat's wings. Like it was carved from skin and hair. As his wings were spread out I saw two pointy claws on top of each wing.
I was so shocked I slowly sit up and then I stood on my knees and both of my hands covered my mouth. The most terrifying thing wasn't that I saw that creature and he was looking back at me, but that he was hurting. I saw his mouth twitching from the pain, but he didn't move from that spot and just stared at me like he was not believing what he just saw.
I wanted to shout at him to go before he became ash, but my body refused to listen to my brain. It was like suddenly the world stopped around us. There wasn't any sound, it was quiet. I felt peace, rage, serenity, and sorrow, but above all, I felt pain. Like his pain was my own. Like we were connected and for a moment, I saw his faint smile. But it vanished soon after like it was never there.
He still looked at me, his wings were burning, and for a moment he looked like a statue. My brain screamed at me to move away from the window, but my body still didn't listen. For a moment or more, I closed my eyes to reclaim my thoughts but when I opened them I didn't see him.
I only saw the sun as it was above the horizon. It was like he wasn't there. Like my brain played a trick on me. I put my hands on the window and leaned forward to see better. I looked from one side to the other but I didn't see anything.
Was my mind really tricking me? Wasn't there anyone? Was I going crazy?
Eliza POVHave you ever watched 'Big Hero 6'? Well, if not you should do it. This movie is about a boy, Hiro, who lost his big brother and trying to cope with reality. He accidentally activates his brother's healthcare companion, a robot, called Baymax. It wants to help him overcome his brother's loss. Every time I watch it, I am a sobbing mess. The bond between them becomes so deep in the end, Hiro gets attached. Although at first, it was because of his brother, at the end of the movie he sees him as a friend who became an important person in his life.I guess a deep connection between them, what I lack in my life and what I truly crave. People are not compassionate towards me and only a few care. Every time someone looked at me, it was like I didn't get the memo of myself. Of what I was. It really did feel like I don't deserve to live. To be honest, it does not feel like a life, but only existence. I don't know how others live, but what I have now I had to fight for it with everyth
Unknown POVI fisted my hand around her hair and thrust hard into her mouth. She gagged many times but it just made me more violent. Tears came out of her eyes, her face red from my slaps, and her lips were swollen from my hard cock. This little bitch was good in bed. She despised me but it just made this game so much more appealing to me."No... grrr... more... aahhh... it... gah... hurts" - she told me a thousand times but I didn't care. It made me harder if my partners were in pain. I used this witch as many times as I desired her because she was bratty but also hated me so much, and always had some smartass reply for me. "Shut the fuck up!" - I growled at her and pumped my hips even harder and faster than before. "You know... ahh... it just makes me... more... ah... fucking crazy about it. - groaned every other word. That is how good she was. It also helped she was a gorgeous fucking slut and I enjoyed torturing and using her.I saw her eyes full of pain and I just couldn't stop
Eliza POV It's dark. Suffocating, eerily calm, haunting... I feel many emotions again. There are some I cannot place. But they feel... familiar? Familiar, but strangely, it's like those are not mine. I feel my body floating slowly... somewhere. I don't know if it's forward, backward, North, or South. I just feel my body is going somewhere. I don't know how much time passed but I saw a little light above my head. My body suddenly stops, then something strange happens. It's like my body is vanishing. I look at my hands and they are half seen-through. I can still feel them but these are shimmering away. I close my eyes, thinking that's my end. I don't feel pain, I'm just disappearing... I won't be missed. Not even by Abigail. Even though I sent her money over the last few years, it didn't go through the last few months. She must have hated me so much, she didn't want to do anything with me. I sigh, feeling my eyes tearing up, but no tears coming out. Another strange phenomenon here
Eliza POV I stare at her in disbelief but she giggles again. "Are you sure I am not dead?" - I ask her but she just waves her hand to dismiss my question. "Why would you be dead? Silly girl" - she chuckles again. "Will you, please, stop giggling? I don't understand what is happening right now" - my voice was full of irritation. I don't believe her and I want to know the truth. "This is the truth." - she said simply with a smile. "I know it's hard to believe, but this place is where your most hidden emotions are placed." - I again just look at her, never have I ever felt this way before. It is too dark, too intense. "It can't be me. I... these emotions, these colors here... too dark for me..." - no way, I tell myself, it's not me. "I don't have these kinds of dark thoughts in me." - I say to her. I see her eyes glowing purple for a minute, but then she blinks a few times and says to me. "Maybe, it's not from the present." - I didn't have dark thoughts before. It hurt when people
Eliza POV I stand there, frozen in my spot, and dreamily look into his eyes. Everything around us just stops and we look at each other. I lost myself in those emerald globes. These eyes invite me to get closer, touch, and ignite passion. Except I see nothing warm in them. Just cold, hard emeralds, like the gems, hard and unbending. I even see a flicker of confusion. No, it's disbelief, but I ignore it. "Are you deaf? I asked you a question!" - his cruel words snap me out of this reverie. I realize I'm feeling cold, and it has nothing to do with the weather. "I... meet... I... someone..." - try to make sense of my confused state. He stares at me like I lost my mind. "I don't have all day." - he shoots me a glare, then sighs and says: "If you can't say it then go on your way! I don't have time to deal with you." - and he just turns around and storms to his car. I feel myself a fool, but at the same time, I'm pissed because he was so crass with me. What the hell is wrong with him?
Rick POV ~~~~ FEW DAYS PRIOR HE MEETS HIS MATE ~~~~ I just placed my ass on the chair and Uncle started asking me questions about my trip, and what I have learned. We sat at a long table, his place is always at the head of the table, and I sat on the left side of him. When I was young I always had to sit at the other end of the table, but I didn't like to be that far from my only family, and I was rarely at home, so I needed closeness. So, when I put my plate beside Uncle and told him I will sit here from now on, he nodded and said: "I thought this day never comes." - he understood me far more than I understand myself. This long table was a modest, dark oakwood with at least 20 chairs around it. Those are equally thick with some local patterns. The food is rich and tasteful, but we always drank blood. Even on social occasions, only disguised as wine. When I finished my report, he patted my shoulders and said: "I'm proud of you. Now, you are the perfect assassin." - as he smiled a
Rick POV I underestimated her ability. I met her 3 times in the last 2 days and we ended up fucking. When I was around her I forgot what I wanted and acted like I was in haze. But I wasn't bitten by her, I would remember and I even checked in the mirror. I needed to speak to Eliana to lessen Diana's power over me. I remember a pink fog before I end up like a fucking dog in heat. Every fucking time! I got a potion that lessens the effect of her power for a while, I hope I would be able to talk to her before her ability overpowers the potion. The worst thing is I still wasn't able to get off. The last time I was close but she passed out before I relieve myself. And necrophilia isn't my thing, so I left her room frustrated. And yet again, I'm here before her door, contemplating what I should do differently this time. I drank the potion 2 minutes ago because according to Eliana, this potion takes effect immediately. I knocked 2 times when a moaned "Come in" was heard from the ot
Rick POV I slowly lift her up from the bed, my hand on her neck tightens. She gasps, her grip on my wrist loosens for a second, but after that, I see the determination in her eyes, and grips me harder. I pull her face closer to me. "What do you want from me?" - I ask her coldly, and her eyes widen in fear. "I... I just... I need you" - she whimpers in my hand. My grip on her throat is getting more robust than before. "LIAR!" - I snarl at her face. She's visibly choking but still holds onto my hand with both of her hands. "Please..." - she begs - "I tell... you... everything..." - she has tears welling up in her eyes - "I really... need... you..." - that moment her hands drop beside her, and her eyelashes are closing. I realize I choked her too much, so I release her neck and she falls on the bed. She doesn't move, but I hear her heart beating wildly and her breaths are slow but steady. Great, she fainted. I go back to the bar, pour another glass of whiskey for myself and sit b