Forever Yours (#3) (6 page)

“I have no life without Dalton and being with him, is everything to me. I can’t
deny that we are opposites, and that our attraction is beyond crazy. He is ageless
and I grow older every day. He is a vampire and I’m a human. We aren’t
supposed to cross paths, but we have and I have fallen in love with him. He
can’t change for me, but I can change to be with him, forever. Please Nicholas,
turn me.” He presses his lips together and he runs his fingers through his silky
hair. His eyes dart and meet mine, he smiles and then he leaps from the sofa,
raising his eyebrows as he walks. He reaches me, and he stretches out his hand
for me to take it. I place my hand into his icy palm and he squeezes me tight. He
pulls me close and he locks his eyes on mine. His cool breath is blowing on my
skin, and he traces every line on my desperate face. His lips part and his eyes
flash red –crap what’s he going to do to me?

“Before I can agree to this, I need to make sure that your reasons are genuine. I
can’t tell you how many girls have fooled me into turning them.” I smile at him
and I know what he wants to do –he wants to feed on me. I raise my free arm
and I tilt my wrist to reveal a bulging vein. Nicholas smirks at me and then he
pulls my wrist towards his mouth. His daggers sink into my skin and I squeal
from the sting –he is so harsh compared with Dalton. As he draws blood an
overwhelming pleasure erupts and it’s slowly taking over my body. My head is
spinning and I feel faint as he continues to feed on my blood, but I somehow
manage to gather my thoughts. I desperately want him to turn me, so I must
convince him that my intentions are genuine. I start by showing him how my
heart bursts into a million pieces when I see Dalton. Then I show him how
much I love him. I think about our passionate moment the other night, and I
express my inner thoughts on how amazing that night was. I tell him with my
mind, how much I want to be with him and that my life isn’t worth living if I
don’t have Dalton. I show him my past, and then a vision of my future as a
vampire, creeps into my head. I tell him that Dalton is all that I will ever want,
and that I couldn’t survive without him. I feel Nicholas pulling back from me,
so I try one last attempt to convince him. I tell him how I am feeling right now
and I show him an image of Dalton lying on my bed. I think about how I feel
when I look at him, sleeping so peacefully and my mind paralyzes at that
thought –I hope I have done enough to prove myself. Nicholas pulls his daggers
out of my skin, and he wipes a trickle of my blood away from his chin. He
gently licks his lips as his eyes fade back to their brown shade. He caresses my
fingers in his as he stares at me.

“Now that I have tasted you, it’s gonna be hard for me to give that up. Your
intentions are genuine. You really love my brother, but I really adore your
blood. Do you see my dilemma?”

“Please, there’s plenty of other girls out there, just … turn me.” Nicholas laughs
and then he raises a dark eyebrow at me. His lips turn up at the corners and he
says.

Nicholas leads me over to the sofa and he sits me down, taking the seat next to
me and draping his arm around my shoulder. I feel a little uncomfortable around
him, but I force myself to maintain my cool, he has just agreed to turn me.
Finally I am getting my wish; I am going to be with Dalton, forever. A sudden
image of him arises in my head –he is going to be furious with me. But I try to
convince myself that once I am a vampire, he will accept it, be happy and admit
that he loves me. I shake away my crippling fear of Dalton being mad at me, so
that I can focus on what Nicholas is about to say. He looks serious and my heart
begins to race –what if he has changed his mind? My head starts to spin as he
talks.

“Now, do you understand what I have to do to turn you into a vampire?” I shake
my head –I don’t really know. I remember the first time that Dalton drank from
me. I remember how weak I felt and I remember that he fed me his blood. That
was the first night that he stayed with me, he was scared that I would die and
wake up a vampire, my heart falls into my stomach –Nicholas is going to kill
me. I try to hide my emotions –is this going to be harder than I thought? Do I
really want this –of course you do Rose, you have never wanted anything more
than this. You love Dalton and you want to be with him, this is your destiny. I
scream at myself, with my heart racing harder than before, I lock my eyes on
Nicholas.

“I need to die?” Nicholas laughs and he places his hand onto my shoulder –it’s
freezing and ice like against my skin. I try to block out the temperature, and
then it hits me –I will be ice like. The thought of drinking blood is repulsive to
me, but all that will change once I change. I have so many questions that I need
answers to. “Once I become a vampire, can I die?” Nicholas shakes his head at
me and he continues to run his fingers along my skin.

“Vampires don’t die, unless they want to.” I am confused –ah explain!
“I don’t understand how can they choose to die?”

“The only thing that wounds us is wood. A dagger or a bullet causes us mild
discomfort. But the only thing that can kill a vampire is a stake through the
heart. We can walk around in the sunlight, but the warmth of the sun is very …
uncomfortable for us. Everything that you feel as a human is intensified when
you become a vampire. So if you’re passionate about animals or religion, then
once you’re a vampire, those passions will multiply. You will feel things that
you haven’t before, and the things that you were so sure you wanted as a
human, may be completely different as a vampire. If you really want this, then
you need to accept all of the facts. I won’t turn you; if you have the slightest
doubt then you need to tell me, now.” He is so intense, I stare at him and my
lips part, and I know my answer.
“I have no doubts, now turn me!” Nicholas exhales and he reaches out his arm.
He bites into his skin and a sea of blood rushes from his wrist. He holds his
hand close to my mouth and he urges me to drink. My face flushes hot and the
ick factor is slowly taking over my body. The sight of his blood is repulsive, but
I know it’s the only way. I part my lips and I pull his hand closer to my mouth. I
place my lips onto his cold skin and I adjust them so that I can feel his blood
against my lips. I open my mouth and taste his blood; it’s salty and sweet at the
same time. I taste a few drops and then I pull back, but Nicholas grabs my head,
forcing me to drink more.

“Keep drinking,” he urges me. I close my eyes and I gently suck harder on his
skin. My mouth fills with blood and then it travels down my throat. Nicholas
laughs and then he pulls his wrist away from me. The taste is now amazing and
I don’t want to stop. I pull his hand back and I drink for another few seconds.
Nicholas is laughing at my actions and then he forcefully pulls his wrist away
from me. “You were draining me, little lady!” I feel incredible; it’s as if I am on
cloud nine. His blood is the ultimate high. Nicholas pushes me down onto the
sofa and he urges me rest for a few moments. I do as he says and I rest my head
against the soft cushions. Nicholas jumps from the sofa and he flies over to the
liquor cabinet. He pours himself a scotch and then he slowly walks back over in
my direction. He downs the drink and then he positions himself behind the sofa.
I feel his hands on my head and I close my eyes as he runs his fingers through
my hair. He pats my head and then his hands move onto my neck, he sighs and
leans in towards me, clasping my neck in a tight manner. I can feel his breath
blowing against my ear and then I hear his soothing and terrifying words. “I’m
going to kill you now. It will hurt, just for a second, but when you wake up; you
will never feel pain again.” My heart pounds and I am scared –he is going to kill
me. I close my eyes and I brace myself. But a loud noise erupts through the
house, and when I hear the voice that fills the whole house, I panic and urge
Nicholas to hurry up.

“It’s Dalton, hurry he won’t let me change,” I plead. Nicholas hisses and he
grips my neck, tighter, this is it. His hands are squeezing my neck and just as he
is about to snap, I see Dalton running towards me. His eyes are blood red and
his lips are trembling. His whole body is shaking as he marches over to me.

“Rose,” Dalton shouts. Nicolas’s hands are now crushing me and as he breaks
my neck, the last words that I hear are his.
“I’m doing this for you, brother!” My neck snaps and I fall against the sofa –I’m
dead, but my mind is still rushing –how can this be. I can’t move, I am
paralyzed and dead, but my head is working overtime. Images of my childhood
are flashing in my head. I can see my parents and they are smiling at me. It’s so
strange; it’s as if I am watching a movie of my life. I can see everyone, Uncle
George, Jen, Rachel and all of my friends. My time at school is replaying for
me, first grade, prom, science class when Mr Bates made us dissect a frog.
Everything is rushing back to me, memories that I never knew I had. My first
kiss with Ryan, the feeling and the awkwardness is there for me to see. My first
meeting with Dalton, how he made me feel and my first kiss with him, my mind
is on repeat and my memories are spectacular. I don’t want this to end, and I
bask in my inner thoughts, as I lie frozen on the sofa. I can faintly hear voices,
they seem far away and it’s hard for me to focus on what they are saying. I
focus my ears and then I recognize its Dalton’s voice that I hear. His voice is
loud and urgent as he comes closer. I can’t feel my body, so I don’t know if he
is touching me, but in my head he is. As his voice urges me to wake up, I hear
the words that I have been longing to hear him say.

“I … love … you,” his words are shaky and vulnerable; I wish that I could see
him. I want to scream out that I love him too, but my lips are sealed shut. My
mind is reminding me about our time together, his lips and icy touch dominate
my thoughts. I remember how much I have wanted him to say those words, and
now that he has, I am certain that I have made the right choice.
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