Time Past Chapter 17
"The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for blood".
Sorry guys know I have not posted in ages, but good news I extended the story a few more chapters so plz be patient with me. I had a few things going on in my life right that's why I disappeared for what seems like ages.
Hate or love it Plz COMMENT Thanks a bunch Angel. D :]
Chapter 17
My world was coming to an end, and there was nothing I could do about it. I had the feeling that I was falling and I had nothing to hold on to grab except for a picture or a memory, perhaps? It was very brief, more like flashes. Aaron was looking at me with much pain in his eyes; my heart constricted every time the image flashback into my head and I could not get rid of it.
My eyes slowly open to a dark room. At first nothing registered. My vision was hazy and my body hurt like hell.
"I knew you'd be alright" A very familiar voice said.
I tried to move to a sitting position but the person would not let me. Whoever it was gently pushed me back on the bed. "Rest, your body is tired after what it has been through"
My mind was restless, but my body was beyond exhausted, I close my eyes and tried to sleep. I was always fascinated by how the human mind works. How the subconscious process its information or piece a puzzle together. I knew I was dreaming, wherever I was my body may have been resting but my mind was far from it. Images and flashes of the events that took place during the day and things I don't even remember seeing. My mind put the puzzle together piece by piece, and my memory slowly came back.
I saw myself lying on cold floor that was covered in dust and smelt like rust. Then picture of two people came to mind; two males, one was scrawny looking, short stringy blond hair. He looks around his late teens and early twenties if I wasn't mistaken. He looks breakable standing anterior to the other man. The other male had very long blond hair that was tied loosely on his back. Something about him seems familiar, maybe it was his regal posture or maybe it was his impeccable skin?
They were talking fast; I could not determine their conversation. The weaker one was shouting and very angry by the looks of his wild movements. The wiser looking one stood still, emotionless; whatever was being said did not seem to affect him one bit.
"I'll strike you dead" It would be a mistake this time if I said the voice did not come loud and clear. It was strong confident and much power radiated from the voice.
"No, Maheal, you had your chance" The other voice sounded Americanize as if English was not their native tongue.
"What will you do with the girl now that you have her" It became easier to distinguish the voices now. The wiser one spoke, not sounding one bit concern but more along the line of curious.
"That my friend is none of your business, do you really think I would reveal my secrets to a noble, a council member nonetheless" The scrawny voice laughs bitterly.
"Zeekiel do not play with me. You should do well to remember who it is you are talking to. I can easily kill you in a heartbeat" Maheal's voice was cold; I felt chills run down my back at the sound of his threat. However, instead of being afraid like I was, Zeekiel, I presume he was called. Laugh.
"Then why don't you? Oh! Wait, I forgot, you want me to do something you're too much of a coward to do, kill the girl" Zeekiel laugh again and Maheal remain still. "You know, I wonder what your prince would think if he should find out that you set up for his girlfriend to die." Amusement obvious in Zeekiel's voice.
Then the image altogether dissolves from my view, leaving a blank dark familiar room, with two familiar pair of eyes looking down at me.
"She will die either way"
"Are you sure it will save her"
"Give her your blood it will speed up her healing process"
The voices were distinct and acquainted I was with them, but names and faces seem out of reach. Movement form across the room caught my attention but I only saw shadows. It felt the presence of someone near me, and then a strange cold liquid was being poured into my mouth. My body started t tingle and finally my vision went blank.
Adam's POV
Her heart slowly beat and slowing by the second, minutes have pass and I was frighten the blood would have no effect on her. Valeria's look pale for a human, bruised all over, clothes tattered and ripped. Her breathing came out uneven and wavered.
Aaron could no longer stand the being in the same room as her anymore; I could have sense the moment he discovered her body bruised. The reason was obvious; he felt responsible for her pain. For Aaron is obviously in love with her, no matter how much he may deny it, but there is a question that plagued my mind, Is the vampire world ready for a human? Because, it is certainly forbidden for any vampire to court a human, without turning her first. Was Valeria for the underworld?
That is if she survives.
A whimper escapes her lips and her breathing seems to regain a normal speed. I also let out a sigh knowing the blood was working just slowly as I would have primarily thought. Her heart, the most important part, slowly picked up speed until it accelerated. I seriously thought the blood was having the opposite effect of what I wanted to happen. Her body violently started thrashing around, hands jerking and her eyes roll in the back of her head until only the sclera showed and nothing else.
All of a sudden her heart stops.
12 hours later......
If it was not for the cell phone ringing, loudly, then I would probably be having a nice dreamless sleep. I open my eyes to bright sunlight flinching at the sight. Finally my eyes adjusted and I pick up the phone on the night stand next to my bed.
"Uhg.......yes?"
"Valeria? Honey, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, who is this?"
"Darling it is Mrs. Lambert"
"Mrs. Lambert?" Uh Oh!! Am I late for school? I jump out of the bed and nearly trip over a small package in front of my bed. That's weird I don't remember putting that there or even getting a package for that matter.
"Hello? Valeria?"
"Mrs. Lambert I am so sorry, I know I'm late but I'll be there as soon as I can. I woke up late"
"Honey?" She pauses. "What is it Mrs. Lambert?
"School ended two hours ago, it's five in the afternoon" What? How could that be? Shock, I went to check the clock, 5:03. You have got to be kidding me; I could not have slept the whole day.
"Hello, Val, you there?
"Yes Mrs. Lambert, I'm sorry I missed school I must have been more tired than I thought"
"Well ok" She did not sound convince.
"Thank you for checking on me, I won't be late tomorrow" I promise.
"Tomorrow is Saturday dear.... Are you sure you're okay? I can always come over....." If I did not seem to remember anything the last I needed was a totally worry-too-much Mrs. Lambert here freaking out over me.
"No, No, I am fine, just a bit dehydrated that's all" I said making sure my voice hinted the end of the conversation. "I will see you on Monday Mrs. Lambert"
"Okay bye dear" She replied. I quickly hang up the phone and collapse on my bed. I didn't remember anything that had happen to me in the last twenty-four hours and I was infuriating, but what frustrated me even more was this damn package. Who put it there?
Hate or love it Plz COMMENT Thanks a bunch Angel. D :]
Chapter 17
My world was coming to an end, and there was nothing I could do about it. I had the feeling that I was falling and I had nothing to hold on to grab except for a picture or a memory, perhaps? It was very brief, more like flashes. Aaron was looking at me with much pain in his eyes; my heart constricted every time the image flashback into my head and I could not get rid of it.
My eyes slowly open to a dark room. At first nothing registered. My vision was hazy and my body hurt like hell.
"I knew you'd be alright" A very familiar voice said.
I tried to move to a sitting position but the person would not let me. Whoever it was gently pushed me back on the bed. "Rest, your body is tired after what it has been through"
My mind was restless, but my body was beyond exhausted, I close my eyes and tried to sleep. I was always fascinated by how the human mind works. How the subconscious process its information or piece a puzzle together. I knew I was dreaming, wherever I was my body may have been resting but my mind was far from it. Images and flashes of the events that took place during the day and things I don't even remember seeing. My mind put the puzzle together piece by piece, and my memory slowly came back.
I saw myself lying on cold floor that was covered in dust and smelt like rust. Then picture of two people came to mind; two males, one was scrawny looking, short stringy blond hair. He looks around his late teens and early twenties if I wasn't mistaken. He looks breakable standing anterior to the other man. The other male had very long blond hair that was tied loosely on his back. Something about him seems familiar, maybe it was his regal posture or maybe it was his impeccable skin?
They were talking fast; I could not determine their conversation. The weaker one was shouting and very angry by the looks of his wild movements. The wiser looking one stood still, emotionless; whatever was being said did not seem to affect him one bit.
"I'll strike you dead" It would be a mistake this time if I said the voice did not come loud and clear. It was strong confident and much power radiated from the voice.
"No, Maheal, you had your chance" The other voice sounded Americanize as if English was not their native tongue.
"What will you do with the girl now that you have her" It became easier to distinguish the voices now. The wiser one spoke, not sounding one bit concern but more along the line of curious.
"That my friend is none of your business, do you really think I would reveal my secrets to a noble, a council member nonetheless" The scrawny voice laughs bitterly.
"Zeekiel do not play with me. You should do well to remember who it is you are talking to. I can easily kill you in a heartbeat" Maheal's voice was cold; I felt chills run down my back at the sound of his threat. However, instead of being afraid like I was, Zeekiel, I presume he was called. Laugh.
"Then why don't you? Oh! Wait, I forgot, you want me to do something you're too much of a coward to do, kill the girl" Zeekiel laugh again and Maheal remain still. "You know, I wonder what your prince would think if he should find out that you set up for his girlfriend to die." Amusement obvious in Zeekiel's voice.
Then the image altogether dissolves from my view, leaving a blank dark familiar room, with two familiar pair of eyes looking down at me.
"She will die either way"
"Are you sure it will save her"
"Give her your blood it will speed up her healing process"
The voices were distinct and acquainted I was with them, but names and faces seem out of reach. Movement form across the room caught my attention but I only saw shadows. It felt the presence of someone near me, and then a strange cold liquid was being poured into my mouth. My body started t tingle and finally my vision went blank.
Adam's POV
Her heart slowly beat and slowing by the second, minutes have pass and I was frighten the blood would have no effect on her. Valeria's look pale for a human, bruised all over, clothes tattered and ripped. Her breathing came out uneven and wavered.
Aaron could no longer stand the being in the same room as her anymore; I could have sense the moment he discovered her body bruised. The reason was obvious; he felt responsible for her pain. For Aaron is obviously in love with her, no matter how much he may deny it, but there is a question that plagued my mind, Is the vampire world ready for a human? Because, it is certainly forbidden for any vampire to court a human, without turning her first. Was Valeria for the underworld?
That is if she survives.
A whimper escapes her lips and her breathing seems to regain a normal speed. I also let out a sigh knowing the blood was working just slowly as I would have primarily thought. Her heart, the most important part, slowly picked up speed until it accelerated. I seriously thought the blood was having the opposite effect of what I wanted to happen. Her body violently started thrashing around, hands jerking and her eyes roll in the back of her head until only the sclera showed and nothing else.
All of a sudden her heart stops.
12 hours later......
If it was not for the cell phone ringing, loudly, then I would probably be having a nice dreamless sleep. I open my eyes to bright sunlight flinching at the sight. Finally my eyes adjusted and I pick up the phone on the night stand next to my bed.
"Uhg.......yes?"
"Valeria? Honey, are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, who is this?"
"Darling it is Mrs. Lambert"
"Mrs. Lambert?" Uh Oh!! Am I late for school? I jump out of the bed and nearly trip over a small package in front of my bed. That's weird I don't remember putting that there or even getting a package for that matter.
"Hello? Valeria?"
"Mrs. Lambert I am so sorry, I know I'm late but I'll be there as soon as I can. I woke up late"
"Honey?" She pauses. "What is it Mrs. Lambert?
"School ended two hours ago, it's five in the afternoon" What? How could that be? Shock, I went to check the clock, 5:03. You have got to be kidding me; I could not have slept the whole day.
"Hello, Val, you there?
"Yes Mrs. Lambert, I'm sorry I missed school I must have been more tired than I thought"
"Well ok" She did not sound convince.
"Thank you for checking on me, I won't be late tomorrow" I promise.
"Tomorrow is Saturday dear.... Are you sure you're okay? I can always come over....." If I did not seem to remember anything the last I needed was a totally worry-too-much Mrs. Lambert here freaking out over me.
"No, No, I am fine, just a bit dehydrated that's all" I said making sure my voice hinted the end of the conversation. "I will see you on Monday Mrs. Lambert"
"Okay bye dear" She replied. I quickly hang up the phone and collapse on my bed. I didn't remember anything that had happen to me in the last twenty-four hours and I was infuriating, but what frustrated me even more was this damn package. Who put it there?
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