** A group of teenage boys was walking down the road. There were six of them. Each having had great fun from the party they just presented to their dear friend, Kane, on his eighteenth birthday that night. They were all returning home after having spent a marvelous time together. Their friendship was something special. They were best friends, more like brothers. But no one knew what was going to happen in the next moment.
It was about midnight and the route back to their home was quiet and deserted. However, they had nothing to worry about as long as they were together. They were laughing and cracking stupid jokes at each other when a man in a black hood suddenly appeared in front of them. They were startled by the sudden appearance of the stranger.
The boys glanced at each other, a sense of fear gnawing at their hearts.
"Hey, man! Do you need any help?" After much hesitation, Sandy, the eldest one of the boys stepped towards the mysterious person. The man lifted his head towards them so that now his glowing red eyes were on show. As soon as Sandy saw those horrific eyes, he took frightened steps back, so did the others. But it was too late to escape now. Two more men came up from behind them and snapped the necks of the two who were at the back of the group of now frightened boys.
The other four boys turned towards the now lifeless bodies of their pals and tears brimmed the edge of their eyes. Adrenaline rushed through their veins as their life flashed before their eyes.
"What are you?" Sandy cried out in utter terror. He could feel himself and his friends shaking with fear. The man smirked evilly. His face looked murderous.
"Your death!" He lunged for Sandy, whilst the other two vampires caught the other two boys and sank their fangs in their necks in the beat of a heart. The only one left now was Kane and he didn't know what to do. Tears were rolling down his face as he watched the vampire, who was going to be his death, coming towards him.
The vampire gripped him by his slender throat and brought him near his mouth to sink his horrible-looking fangs inside his neck and quench his thirst for blood. But at the same time, someone shouted from a distance.
"Stop!"
The vampire, who had gripped Kane by his neck, loosened his hold and faced the other person. Another ruthlessly evil smile spread through his hideous features.
"Oh, Bryson! What a pleasant surprise. Are you here for a late-night snack too?" He snarled, more like hissed in a hoarse voice. The man, whose name was Bryson, clenched his jaw tightly to control his anger which wasn't helping seeing the bastard in front of him. Bryson said through gritted teeth. "Leave the boy alone!"
"Try me." With that, he dug his elongated fangs deep into Kane's neck and extreme pain spread through his body. **
I woke up with a start breathing heavily. My hair was messed up and my eyes were giving the darkest shade of red probably with anger and agony. Again the same dream. The nightmare.
Yes, nightmare! It was a memory in the form of a nightmare of the night I lost everything, my friends, my family, and even my life.
You must be thinking if I’m already dead then how am I telling you this. I'm a vampire. A strong but alone vampire, who has nothing to lose and the people who have nothing to lose are the most dangerous beings.
I hate weak and pathetic beings because I was once one of them and that's why I have been punished and lost everything.
Being immortal could indeed be considered as a punishment. To live for eternity but with no one beside you.
To see every beloved dying but not being able to promise them a reunion because you're immortal. To remember their deaths for eternity. To remember your mistakes and regret them all your never-ending life. Seeing flowers bloom in spring and then see them fade into nothing during winter.
Bryson once told me that every vampire has a mate, who is supposed to accompany them for eternity, to fill the lonely and empty gap in their lives and dead hearts. They are your soul mates, basically your other half. But I don't need a mate. In my opinion, they will only make me weak and pathetic. I don't need anyone! No one!
I reached out to my side table drawer to grab the pills Stella gave me. They helped in keeping those nightmares away from me which was the only way I could get to sleep. Stella was a witch and a good friend of mine. As human pills don't affect vampires, I asked her to make my pills to get better sleep or probably to not see nightmares? But the drawer was empty, meaning my pills had finished.
I shall have to ask her for more in the morning. But now I couldn't go back to sleep. The room felt too cramped and the air inside was exceptionally suffocating tonight if that made any sense at all.
Getting out in the fresh air was my priority at the moment. I decided to go for a run in the forest to clear my mind from all those depressing memories. The forest was in front of our house, giving a vivid image of nature's beauty. I changed my clothes and headed out. There were still some hours left before dawn because the sky was still pitch black and particularly starless tonight. It was as if even nature knew how depressed I'd gotten and changed itself to look like that. I started running deep in the forest and lost track of time.
I don't know how long had I been running in the forest, but out of nowhere, I heard the sound of a loud crash and stopped in my tracks. Strong anticipation rose deep inside me and clutched my heart painfully. Suddenly, the smell of blood tickled my nostrils. I didn't waste another second and immediately dashed towards the source of the smell. My mind was blank while my body moved on its own.
When I was near the spot another smell hit my nose. It was a sweet fragrance of lotus flowers that made me restless for some reason. I ran even faster with my already inhuman speed. As I got closer, I saw a broken and dented car at the edge of the road and it was about to fall down the cliff. I quickly fled towards the car and pushed it back on the road with all my strength. Sometimes being a vampire wasn't that bad I supposed. When the car was stable on the road, I peeked inside.
There was a man and a woman in the front seats. They were already dead by the impact of the car crash. I could sense their hearts not beating. There was nothing I could do. When I was about to leave the scene of the accident, the delicious, heavenly scent of lotus flowers again hit my nostrils. I shifted my gaze to the back seat where a little girl was lying, bleeding from the side of her head and left arm. Her arm had a huge gash on it. I was momentarily struck by the shock but then my senses came back and I immediately moved towards the backseat door and tore it open. The door came off its hinges so I carelessly tossed it aside. I pulled the little girl out of the car carefully as if I was holding a fragile doll. Sparks were erupting everywhere I touched her. I could easily tell who she was to me.
My mate.
So weak.
So pathetic.
I have a weak and pathetic mate. I thought as I looked at her in disgust and displeasure.
Just like me when I was human. She is human! I don't want a mate. I don't want a weak and pathetic mate! She can't fix me! She's nothing! Screw this!
My thoughts were going berserk with the rushing flashes of my past. I tucked my hand through my hair roughly in an unsuccessful attempt to stop the replay of those horrible evocations. I laid her on the small grass patch at the side of the deserted road. She was half-conscious, so possibly she could hear me...
"Hey!" I said, jerking her pale face gently. Blood was covering half of her face but she was still looking beautiful in the moonlight. The sparks weren't going unnoticed and I reminded myself that it was just the mate-bond. I was determined in my decision and there was no way I was going to change it. The girl opened her eyes slightly and with that, I did what I thought was right at that time.
"I, Kane Wilson, reject you as my mate!" I said, with all the strength I could have mustered in my miserable state of emotions and with that, I left her there, feeling extreme pain in my heart. But I pushed that pain aside and ran from there at my ultimate inhuman speed.
Away from her!
Still feeling the Rejection Pain.
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Sya's P.O.V:"Hey! Get up you dumbass!"I felt someone poking the side of my head while shaking my shoulder violently.I don't want to wake up. I slept just a few hours ago. Maybe I slept for three hours?When the shaking didn't stop, I waved my hand in annoyance."Go away!" I said, irritated from the constant disturbance but boy was I wrong? The disturbance only turned into a thunderstorm."Sya Summers, what the fuck did you just say?!" On hearing my full name, I bolted up on my bed and the sheets fell on the floor. There stood my aunt Helena. She was glaring at me with her furious blue eyes as I squirmed uncomfortably under her gaze. She had blonde hair, which was above her shoulders, a lean figure, and beautiful features if she would stop ducking her face in the cake.Note the sarcasm, please.A fierce frown was apparent on her face. "S-sorry aunt Helena! I-I was-- I didn't realize I w
Kane's POV:I was standing in my room, watching the colorful horizon from where the sun was rising. I isolated myself a long time ago or more precisely since the night I rejected my mate. Nothing interested me anymore and neither did I let anything near enough to cause attraction.I walked, stumbling into Stella's house, which was a small cottage in the middle ofthe forest."Stella, I-I need-your help!" I choked out, sobbing from the immense pain that was piercing my heart. Itwas unbearable now. I had clutched the spotwhere my heart was supposed to be, looking like a total mess. When she appeared from a room, I tried to walk towards her. Keyword; tried. When I took a step forward, the last shred of my strength collapsed and I fell to the floor. She ran towards me with a worried expression and kneeled in front of me."Wh-What happened, Kane? Why are you like this? What happened?!" She asked, worried at my miserable state.
Sya's POV:Luckily, Hannah and I had all classes together, except for the third one which was before lunch. But it's okay. I think I could handle at least one class alone.We entered our first class on time as it was getting filled with students. Hannah and I took a seat near the window, while the students were gathering in the room. The room was getting filled with noises that were increasing with every passing second.It was then, the boy who I'd bumped into earlier in the morning entered the classroom and the noises lowered as all attention snapped towards him in, like, a millisecond. It was like he was some kind of celebrity or a Greek model. All the girls were now looking at him as if he was some piece of meat. This made me annoyed for some reason. He took in his surroundings when the chatters got louder with a new topic or especially a boy to talk about. Suddenly, his gaze fell on me and our eyes met again for the second time in the day wh
data-p-id=5008f35a51da6108ff83083fb93ef273,Kane's POV:"Man she's so beautiful, I can't even tell you in words! She has dark brown wavy hair and chocolate brown eyes! She's just so perfect." Bryson was blabbering about how beautiful his mate was and I couldn't stop rolling my eyes. The guy was already so obsessed with this girl. He went on and on about how pretty she was, how the shape of her eyes, ears, nose, lips everything was perfect.I wasn't even paying attention to him at this point because my mind kept wandering back to those intense black eyes belonging to a certain girl named Sya. But what Bryson said next snapped my attention back to him."Oh God, even her name is so perfect, 'Hannah Adrian'!" He said her name dreamily but that got on my nerves.Hannah Adrian?! Well, well if this isn’t a typical film scene then I don't know what is. Bryson's mate just had to be my ‘suppo
Sya's POV:Hannahseemed to be really impressed by that boy named Bryson. Hewas with us at lunch the whole time and he brought with him the one and only boy, whose presence was the last thing I wanted at the time.Hey! But why blame someone else when you're the one who has a shit fate! I don't understand what his problem is? It seems like he desperately wants to ignore my existence yet he can't help but lure me into his unfairly gorgeous eyes.After college Hannah's father called her and said that he was coming to visit her. The girl already missed her father so much, soshe left a little early. She kept saying how disappointed she was she couldn't spend more time with me but I told her to go anyway. I couldn't keep her from her father. Not when I really envied her for this blessing sometimes. Maybe because I also missed my mom and dad so much.Anyways, here I was, alone, again. I walked t
Sya's POV:It'd been a week and everything was going according to what I'd expected. I asked Helena if I could work at the cafe and guess what? She said yes! A bloody yes! I would have been surprised if I didn't already know what she and her dick of a son are planning to do to me.Anyways, at least I could spend a good time before dying.Honestly! I don't want to live either. I have nothing to cherish in my life. I have no family and who would be stupid enough to accept a weirdo like me. I'm broken, with so much emotional baggage. So, I'll pretend to be a little optimistic. I'm pretty good at being pretentious, anyways.I had beenworking at the cafe after college. Helena said I could work there but I had to be back home before John came back sincetelling him was definitely not a great idea. It was doingway better than I’d thought. Maybe, they're letting me enjoy a
Sya's POV:I quietly opened the door to prevent it from making any noise. You know, in case I got lucky and John didn't realize I wasn't in the house all this time and went straight to his room. I silently closed the door behind me and looked around. The house was bathed in darkness and that gave my heart a strong negative vibe. Why is it so dark and unusually quiet?I took another hesitant step forward and was now in the living room. Suddenly, as if on cue, all the lights flickered on. And there was John, sitting on the couch with an evil smirk plastered on his hideous face. I felt fear grip me. Grip me so tightly and in place. I hated it. Hated standing in front of him like I was the criminal. Like I was punishable for merely existing."Looks like someone is late!" He sang in a low voice, the evil smirk still pasted to his face. He slowly pushed himself out of the couch and stood up, walking towards me. data-p-id=f3331a8898b9f5
Sya's POV:I was lying in my bed to get a 'good night’s sleep' as quoted by Kane. The thought of his handsome face brought a smile to my face.The way he cares about me, the way he smiles, his cute acts that make my heart go on a crazy frenzy, and his gorgeous eyes always luring me into their depth. Whenever I'm with him how I forget every pain of my life is really amazing. I never thought that someone would actually make me feel so special.However, does he really feel special about me? Or is this only me reading too much into things because no person has ever treated me so nicely? Even in school, everyone would freak out as soon as they'd see me. No guy has ever treated me nicely. Oh, come on Sya! Treated?! No guy has ever even talked to you!Ouch! Well, that hurt! I mentally rolled my eyes. But now, when someone is treating me nicely that doesn't mean he likes me. Yeah, right! He doesn't look