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  Forever Yours –Series By Deila Longford Part Four 2013

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  One

  The voices are loud and urgent. I want to wake up and be a part of their conversation, but my eyes won’t open. My mind is still showering me with images of my life and my body is completely frozen. I feel trapped in my own head, bursting to break free and start my new life. I want my eyes to open, I want to see Dalton, but I am powerless, so I listen to the brother’s feuding words instead.

  “How could you do this to her?” Dalton screams. “The girl asked me to turn her, she let me read her thoughts, she loves you and what was I supposed to do?” Nicholas says in a firm voice. I can hear hissing and a loud bang –something must have fallen onto the ground. The room is quiet for a few seconds, and then the sound of Dalton’s voice erupts.

  “You could have called me, refused her, anything other than what you have done. Rose isn’t going to want this, she will regret it, I know it.” Nicholas laughs at Dalton’s words and even though I can’t see him, I know that his anger is building. The tension in the air is captivating, and I wish that my eyes would open, so that I can reassure Dalton that I am fine, and that I am still me.

  “She won’t regret it, I read her thoughts, and she wants this more than anything. She wants you, and she paid the ultimate price to be with you.” “I never wanted this; she was supposed to live a normal life, without me. Rose has had a traumatic life. Her Uncle means the world to her, and now she won’t be able to be around him. Not seeing her family is going to kill her, she won’t cope with being a vampire.” My head spins –I never knew that Dalton felt this way. He is so, thoughtful when it comes to my happiness –please let me wake up. My body hears my prayers, something is happening. My whole body jerks with an electrifying jolt, my skin is on fire and my throat is as dry as a cork. My memories have passed, and now an overwhelming throbbing sensation has taken over my body. My heart feels like it’s ripping out of my chest, and I can feel my eyes rolling around in their sockets. My body is still frozen, but the pain is excruciating –what is happening to me? Am I supposed to be feeling this way? I can only think of the pain and my dry, burning throat, but I try to overlook my pain as I hear Nicholas’s voice.

  “We can help her get through this. We’ll show her how to control her hunger and I’ll be there for you, brother.” Dalton laughs at Nicholas.

  “Listen to yourself; it’s almost as if you … care. Tell me something, did you show our parents the same kindness that you’re willing to show Rose?” “That was a long time ago, and I have apologized a million times over for what I did. I know that you are upset and scared about Rose, but she will be fine, you and I can look after her.”

  “Why do you care about her, huh?” “I don’t care about her; it’s you that I care about. You’re my little brother, and I hate what I have done to you. I turned her for you. I know how much you care about her, and that living without her would torture you. I did this so that you could be … happy.” My legs jerk and I can feel them –am I finally waking up? My arms are sore, heavy and numb, my head is pounding and my chest is rapidly pulsating. My throat is dry and burning into a frenzy, I can’t breathe, I am choking. My lips start to move and my eyes flutter under their lids.

  My legs jerk again, the pain is overwhelming –is it supposed to hurt like this? Every nerve in my body is on fire and itching intensely –please make it stop. God has heard my wish, my eyes jolt open, and I am gasping for air as I leap off the sofa. I am coughing and I try to focus my eyes, but they are blurry and stopping me from seeing Dalton. I can feel a hand against my back, and now I am walking, but I can’t see where to. I have no idea who is holding me, or where I am going, but I follow anyway hoping that I will get to see him. The hand pushes me down onto a bed-like surface and I fall against a silk comforterset. A pillow is under my head, and the hand is caressing my cheek. My eyes are closed, but I force them open and there he is. Dalton is staring down at me. He looks worried and I hate that I went behind his back, but now that I have changed, there is nothing that he can do about it.

  “Rose, look at me,” Dalton says as he kneels down to my level. He places his hand onto my forehead and he stares deep into my eyes. “How are you feeling?” I part my lips, an overwhelming aching is forming in my gums –it hurts.

  “My head is pounding, my gums hurt and I’m … thirsty. Can you get me a drink?” Dalton exhales and he flies out of the room. He quickly returns, holding a glass of water. He sits me up into the bed and he urges me to drink. I take the glass, but water isn’t what I am craving.

  “Drink,” he urges. I give in and I pull the glass towards my lips. My senses are tingling and everything is heightened. The sunlight is brighter, the noise of Dalton’s heartbeat is ringing in my ears. I can hear birds singing, and the wind as it blows through the trees. My eyes have cleared and everything is in high definition. I can see every fibre of the comfort-set, every speck of dust that lies onto the wooden floor, every line on Dalton’s face is clear in my vision. I part my lips and I take a sip of the water, the taste is horrible and I spit it out. Dalton exhales and he pulls the glass away from me. He slams it down onto the bedside cabinet, and he locks his furious eyes on mine. “Why did you do this?” He exclaims.

  “You know why,” I say in a rough voice. Dalton paces the large bedroom and he thrusts his hands into the air. “You went behind my back; I never wanted this for you.” I leap out of the bed and I am surprised at my pace –I flew across the room in a matter of seconds. I stand in front of Dalton and I look up at him, through my HD eyes. He doesn’t look happy with me, but he doesn’t refuse my hand when I offer it to him. He places his hand into mine and I smile –he doesn’t feel cold. My lips start to shake and I lunge into his arms –I need to kiss him. I lock my lips on his and I pull him close, crushing him until he squeals. “Wow, be careful,” he says as he pushes me away from him. I frown at him –God I love him so much. My feelings for him are multiplied, I knew that I loved him, but not to this extent. He is everything to me, my heart feels bound to him, connected and his lips are irresistible. I lunge forward again and mount my lips onto his. I hold his head firmly and I laugh through our passion –I am strong enough to hold him in place. I kiss him harder, and then my hands run through his hair, he lifts me up, kissing me on my neck. I hear footsteps and the sound of another heartbeat. I push Dalton away and I focus my eyes on the doorjamb. Nicholas is standing smugly, grinning at us.

  “Don’t stop on my behalf.” He says as he folds his arms across his chest. I smile and rush towards him. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close for a bear hug.

  “Thank you,” I say as I pull away from him. Nicholas smiles at me and then his expression changes, when Dalton rushes over and grabs me by the arm. He spins me around and I focus my new eyes on his. He looks at me as he caresses my cheek.

  “Are you thirsty?” Dalton asks in firm voice. I press my lips together and an overwhelming dryness has taken over my throat –I want blood. “Yes, I’m gasping, I need something to drink.” Nicholas glides over and stands in front of me. I look at him and then back to Dalton. The brothers exchange a worried glance, and then Dalton focuses back on me. His eyes stare deep into mine, and he cups my cheek with his hand.

  “You need to feed, do you understand?” I nod –of course I understand, I am not delusional. “Okay,
come with me,” Dalton pulls me out of the room and into the hallway. He rushes me towards the front door and he thrusts it open. My eyes can’t adjust to brightness, and I break free from him and run back into the house. I fly to the darkest corner of the lounge, and I rest my back against the wall. My eyes are burning and my hands are trembling –I hate the sunlight. Nicholas comes rushing into the room and he walks over to me. He reaches out his hand and he pulls my face around so that I can see him.

  “My eyes are stinging and my skin is on fire,” I say in a broken voice. Nicholas smiles at me and he gently runs his finger along my cheek. “It’s okay, you’ll be fine. You just need to feed.” I nod at him and he pulls me out of the corner. He walks me back into the hallway and towards the front door. Dalton is standing in the doorjamb, he looks worried. I force a smile through my hunger –I don’t want him to think that I can’t handle this. Nicholas leads me to the front door, and he pauses when we reach the opening. He wraps his hand around my shoulder and he leans in towards me, whispering in my ear. “Now I know that the brightness is painful for your eyes, but I need you to do as I say, okay?” I look at him, our faces are inches apart, and his breath is blowing against my cheek. I nod at him –I’ll do anything that you say.

  “Okay,” I say in strong voice. Dalton hisses and he stomps out of the house. My heart aches –he is mad at me. Nicholas grazes my cheek, he wants my full attention.

  “Close your eyes,” he says in a fluid, southern accent. I do as he says my eyes close. “Now, listen to my voice and follow me.” I adjust my ears and my legs start to move. I walk out of the house and I can feel the sun burning against my skin. I flinch and my eyes flutter, but Nicholas calms me. “Ignore the warmth, keep your eyes closed.” I sigh as I follow his commands. “Now take a deep breath and open your eyes.” I hesitate, fearing the brightness, but then I give in and open my eyes. The light is still burning, but it’s tolerable now and not quite as scorching as before. I take in my surroundings and I can’t believe my eyes, everything is so clear, vibrant and beautiful. The air is warm against my skin. I smile when I see Dalton leaning against his car. I speed over to him, and I wrap my arms around his neck. He holds me for a second and then he pushes me away. I smile at him again –please don’t be mad at me, I silently plead with him.

  “Everything is amazing; I can finally see what you see.” Dalton pushes his eyebrows together, as he opens the door of his car. He signals for me to jump in, so I do as he says and I melt into the leather seats. I can hear Dalton walking across the gravel towards his side of the car, and I hear that his breathing is shallow. He falls into the driver’s seat and he starts the engine. The roar is loud, too loud and I cover my ears to shield them from the noise. I make a darting look towards Dalton and he meets my stare. “Is it always like this?” I ask referring to the loud noise. Dalton clicks the car into gear as he answers my question.

  “No, it quietens down, once you feed.” I am relieved; I wouldn’t want that constant ringing in my ears. Dalton speeds out of the driveway and through the open gates. He turns the car towards the town and he slams his foot down onto the gas pedal. I can hear that his breathing is heavy and his heart is racing –he’s worried about me. I reach out and I place my hand onto his knee, his lips shake at my touch and he meets my stare. “I can’t believe that you did this,” he is disappointed, I am heart broken.

  “I know what I did was wrong and selfish, but I did it because I love you. Now that I have changed, don’t you feel differently about me being a vampire?” Dalton laughs and then he hits the steering wheel in frustration.

  “You aren’t a proper vampire yet, you need to feed to complete the change. You won’t know how you feel, until you feed.” My mind races and I know how I feel –I love Dalton. I reach out and clasp his face with both of my hands, the car sweeps all over the road at my actions and Dalton slams hit foot down onto the brake pedal. He stops the car at the side of the road and he flicks the hazard lights on. He loosens my hands from his face; he grabs me and pulls me towards him. His eyes are staring into my soul, and I can’t hold back my desire. I lunge towards him and I roughly place my lips onto his. He grabs my head, pulling me closer and squeezing me like there’s no tomorrow. My lips are locked onto his. My hands are slipping through his hair. I can hear him panting, and I can feel every bone in my body screaming at me with desire. I pull my lips away from his and I kiss his neck. I can hear his heart beating and the feeling of his skin on my lips is intoxicating. I press my lips onto the base of his neck, and I burry my teeth into his skin. He pulls away from me and he clutches me firmly in his hands.

  “Rose, you can’t feed on me.” I nod –I know, but I wanted to taste your blood like you have tasted mine. Dalton lets go of me and he focuses back on the road ahead. He pushes his foot back down onto the gas pedal. I look at him, smiling from ear to ear.

  Two

  We reach the town and the streets are busy and filled with people. As we stop at a red light, I can hear the soft voices of the passers-by. Some are taking about money, chocolate and shopping. Others are discussing their lives, what to have for dinner and what movie to watch tonight. A little girl runs across the street, and she is very close to our car. I can hear her tiny heart, pumping blood to her veins and my lips begin to shake with desire. I grab the door handle, but Dalton crushes my hand before I have the chance to open it. He shakes his head at me, and he slams his foot down onto the gas pedal in frustration. We sit in silence, as Dalton drives us to a deserted gas station on the edge of town. He pulls the car into the lot, and he switches off the engine. He turns to face me, and his expression is extra serious.

  “I’m going to find someone for you to feed on, wait in the car.” Dalton stares at me as he waits for me to agree with him. I don’t speak, I just stare at him. He is so gorgeous. “Rose, do you understand me?” He urges again. I snap out of my daze and I smile at him, agreeing to what he is saying.

  “Yeah, I understand.” Dalton leans in and he kisses me on my forehead. He jumps out of the car and I watch, and hear him as he marches into the gas station. My heart is racing, and I can’t believe what has happened. I am about to become a vampire. This is so unreal and captivating. My whole world has changed, for the better. I can see clearer, hear things that I would never have before. My mind is strong; I am determined and even surer that I love Dalton. When I see him, it’s like my whole life comes into focus. He is the air that fills my vampire lungs, and he is the light that burns through me. My feelings for him are stronger than ever –I’m certain that I have made the right decision. I look out the window of the car and although I can’t see Dalton, I can hear him speaking. I can’t fully make out what he is saying, but I know that he is on his way back to me. I can hear his footsteps and he is not alone. He bursts into my vision and he is walking across the lot, carrying a young boy. He rushes towards the car and he thrusts the door open, he slides the boy into the back seat and jumps into the driver’s side. He starts the engine and speeds out of the parking lot. My lips are shaking and my ears can’t adjust to the noise. But it’s not the Porsche’s engine that’s distracting me; it’s the beating of the boy’s heart. I can see a vein bulging through the skin of his neck and I can’t resist. I lunge into the back seat and I pin the boy’s head down onto the seat. My throat is burning with desire –I am starving, I need blood. I crush the boy with my body, and I feel the car swerve as Dalton tries to pull me away from the boy. I fight him off, and Dalton spins the car to halting stop. He jumps out of the car and he pulls the boy from under me. I hiss at him and he frowns at me.

  “God damn it Rose,” he screams as he cradles the boy in his arms. “Can’t you control yourself?” I fly out of the car and I rush towards him. “I’m starving,” I say in a rough voice. My knees are weak and my skin is on fire. I can’t wait any longer, I need to feed. Dalton pushes past me and he sets the boy back down into the car. I follow him and I hound him until he pushes me forward. The boy is about to wake up, I can hear his hea
rt rate increasing and his breathing is heavy. Dalton grabs onto my face and he pulls me towards him.

  “You don’t have long before he wakes up. I need you to feed on him, but you must stop when I tell you to, is that understood?” My lips are shaking –I agree with him and pull myself out of his grasp. I lunge into the back of his tiny car, and I set myself down next to the boy. His eyes are fluttering under their lids and he is about to wake up. I sense that I don’t have long, so grab his head and tilt it to the side. His dark hair is long and it touches his neck, I push it away and my lips begin to quiver. I move closer to him, eyeing the spot that I want to bite. I fix my eyes on his tanned skin, and I move my lips onto his neck. My gums are stinging and urging me to bite. A deep hissing forms in my throat, I can’t resist any longer. I tear into his skin and I taste his blood. It’s sweet and fills my entire body with pleasure. My throat fills with the boy’s blood, and the burning dryness is slowly fading into a pleasurable state. As I draw more blood, I hear him, I see into his mind and I read his thoughts. He is scared and helpless as his eyes open he screams out in pain, and I can feel that pain deep in my soul. He is terrified of me and even though I am lost in the pleasure of feeding on him, I don’t want to hurt him. I pull my teeth out of his neck and I wipe my lips with my fingers. The boy is scared and Dalton quickly interferes and eases the boys fear. I jump out of the car and I feel –revitalized. My head is clear and my body is vibrant, I am finally a vampire.

  Three

  Dalton drove me back to his house and now we are sitting in the lounge, as he tries to explain the dos and don’ts of being a vampire. I never knew that there were so many rules for me to obey and if I am honest, I don’t know that I will be able to stick to any of them. He says that I must stay indoors for at least a week, and that I can’t go to work or see my family. He says that since I am a newbie, I won’t be able to control myself around my family and he doesn’t want to risk exposition. Nicholas and Dalton have been extra careful since they moved to Portland, and they don’t want me to ruin their hard efforts. The only person in town who knows what they are is me, and now I am one of them. Dalton was right; I do feel different once I have fed. My head is clearer, stronger and I know exactly what I want –Dalton. I can’t see straight, as I look at him –he is all that I want. My feelings are stronger, and they ache every part of my body. He is the reason that I breathe. He is worth the burning hunger, and the risk of losing myself into a homicidal mess. I fed on a young boy, and I felt his pain as I drew out his blood –that memory will stay with me forever. It will guide me and stop me from losing control –I will never hurt anyone. I know that I am newbie and Dalton insists that my desire for blood will take over me, but I don’t believe that it will. I feel strong and in control. I feel like I could stand in a room full of humans and not hurt them –am I just wishful thinking?