I run into my house and head straight down to my basement, literally just in time to avoid the sunrays landing on my pale skin. Shit, I need to be more careful. But it was worth it to see her. I lie on my bed and gasp for the oxygen I no longer need, purely out of habit. Once I calm down I go into the bathroom. I look into the mirror and hiss at the sight in front of me. I quite honestly look like shit. But I don’t care because I got to see her. I run the tap, collecting the water in my hands and washing my face of all the smears of her sweet blood and my smudged make up. Once I feel as though my skin is suitably clean I dry my face. I look in the mirror again and realise that my hair is still dirty. I decide that I should probably shower.

I leave the shower feeling suitably clean and am completely ready for bed. I wrap a towel around my waist and head into my basement-bedroom, instantly climbing under the quilt. My body accepts my deep tiredness from a long night. But seeing her was worth it. With her on my mind I fall into a heavy slumber.



She slowly advances to me, the moonlight making her shoulder length hair shine an even more blood red than I’d seen it before, the black tips at the ends only making the vibrancy of the red more prominent. The shaved sides add a contrast and make her look more… I don’t even know, but it is incredibly flattering to her beautiful bone structure. As she reaches me I have to resist the urge to comb my fingers through her hair. She looks up to me. Her gentle eyes are a beautiful pool of green outlined in a ring of cold. Her eyes are lightly rimmed in a black which, against her gentle skin tone, makes the green more inviting. She has a little nose ring which is cute, almost contradicting to how piercings are perceived. As her lips curve into a heart-warming, for anyone possessing a functioning heart that is, I can also see that she has piercings on either side of her bottom lip. Her snake bites just draw my attention to the soft curve of her plump lips. They look so gentle and loving.

“Hi,” she whispers, looking down to the ground, shy.

“Hi, I’m Gerard,”

“I’m Talia,” she gently replies. Talia, such a beautiful name. It is strange and seems as if it doesn’t fit in anywhere but in the best possible way. She fits the name, this gorgeous girl who appears to be different from everyone but not in a freaky way, in the most beautiful of ways. I place my fingers under her chin, lifting her head gently so that I can see her beautiful face again. I can only just smell her now. She smells divine. She smells like a mixture between a fresh bouquet and summer air. Her smell is intoxicating.

“Why did you come over, Talia?” I ask with a smirk set across my features.

“I,” she begins, looking down again, only for me to lift her face with my fingers again, re-establishing eye contact. “I don’t really know. I felt like I had to. I felt as though I was meant to…” she trails off, chewing on one of her snake bites. “Does that make sense?” she asks, hope swimming in her eyes.

“Perfect sense,” I say before I lean down the five or so inches and connect my lips to her enticing soft ones.

She kisses back instantly and I feel that familiar hunger inside of me, a desire to feed. I try to control myself but I find myself biting and sucking on her plump bottom lip. To my surprise she doesn’t freak out. I feel her smile slightly against my lips before she starts to kiss back again.

She pulls back, needing oxygen. She smiles at me and runs her fingers over the small bites on her lip.

“Didn’t that… hurt?” I ask, concerned. Never had I bit someone who hadn’t cried in pain and had smiled. A smile signifies enjoyment and that isn’t something that has ever been present in one of my bite victims.

“Hurt? Are you serious? It was… I can’t explain it,” she trails off, smiling. “It was like you were injecting something into me that made every nerve light up. It was the best thing I’ve ever felt,” she says, a slow blush rising to her smooth cheeks. I can’t help but smile at that.

“That’s odd… but I am glad…” I say, clearly confused. “I know we just met but I think that…” I am cut off by a burn across my skin. I look up and see the sunrise. Shit. “I can’t explain but I have to go. If you want to see me again then meet me here, tonight at 11PM, okay?” I say as I rush off. I rush into my house and slump to the floor, my skin ablaze and covered in burns. That was far too fucking close.

“Gee?” Mikey calls from the kitchen where I can smell the coffee that he is making.

“Yeah?” I say before I hiss sharply, my skin is agitated and the pain is getting worse.

“Did you just get back?” he shouts, concern clear in his voice.

“Yep,” I whimper.

“Shit, Gee! You know you can’t do that shit!” Mikey shouts, rushing to my side. “Basement,” he orders and I comply, rushing into my cool basement. I sit in the corner, emerged in darkness. I feel the dark and cool air soothe my damaged body. “Why were you out so late?”

“I think I found her…” I reply, smiling even though he couldn’t see it.

“You found who, Gee?”

“My mate,” I say, grinning.

“Gee!” Mikey shouts. “Gee! GEE!!! GEE, WAKE UP!!!”


“Shit!” I yelp as I jump from my place in the bed. “What the fuck, Mikey? You ruined my favourite fucking dream!” I shout.

“Sorry, I just thought I’d wake you to tell you it’s dark…” he mutters, walking up the stairs and out of my basement. “Gee,” he says when he stops.

“What?” I ask grumpily.

“What dream?”

“The one about the night I met her,” I say fondly, smiling bright.

“Oh, right,” Frank says, smiling back at me. “Sorry then,” he says as he leaves my room.

I decide to get up and get dressed, making sure that I am entirely ready for tonight. Tonight will be one of the most significant of my entire, eternal, existence. I am ready by 8PM and leave for the restaurant at 9PM, Talia is meeting me there because she lives about three minutes from it so driving her made little sense.

I get to the restaurant and she isn’t there yet. I simply sit at our reserved table, trying to get my waistcoat neat and tie straight. As soon as she arrives I can smell it. That mixture of fresh bouquet and summer air is flooding my senses and I smile before I even see her. She soon finds the table and I stand to great her. I kiss her soft pink lips delicately and then gently nip on one of her snakebites, making her to giggle. I pull away from her, to keep this kiss decent in public, and pull her chair back for her. With a grateful smile, she sits in the chair gracefully.

“Hi,” she mutters, just as shy as the first night we’d met.

“Why are you still so shy around me? It’s been an entire year,” I say teasingly.

“I’ll make you a deal,” she says in her angelic voice. “I’ll stop being shy when you stop giving me butterflies,” she continues, looking up with a faint blush, causing me to chuckle.

The date goes as all of the others before it had, perfect. As we get onto dessert I decide that I should probably get my act together and just do it.

“So, umm… You’re my mate, right?” I say clumsily. Talia laughs and nods at that. “Right, and we know everything about eachother and we love eachother, right?” I continue. Talia’s laughter ceases and she looks at me compassionately and smiles, nodding again. “Well we’ve known eachother exactly a year and we both know that we are meant to be,” I say, pausing to grab her hand in mine. “I could never go on without knowing that your beautiful eyes will be there for me to gaze into. I could never go on without knowing that your silken hair will be there for me to run my fingers through. I could never go on without knowing that your soft lips will be there for me to kiss. I could never go on without knowing that you would be there with me,” I say and I can see tears well up in her bright eyes as she smiles lovingly at me, holding my hand tighter. “So, having said all of that, I wanted to ask you something,” I stand and get down on one knee, cliché I know. “Will you marry and bond with me, Talia? Will you become my wife for all of eternity?” I ask, reaching into my pocket to retrieve the platinum ring, with a diamond atop and engraving inside which read ‘I promise to love you for as long as we both shall live, eternity’. Talia still hasn’t responded. She is just gazing into my eyes and clutching my hand. “Talia? Will you?” I ask, nervously.

“Of course I will, Gerard,” she says, smile wide and bright. I smile back and slip the ring onto her finger. We stand and I instantly capture her soft lips in a meaningful and loving kiss. I reluctantly pull away to allow Talia to breathe.

“I love you,” I whisper as I cup her soft face in my hands. “I love you so much, Talia,” I repeat.

“I love you too, Gerard, for eternity,”

Notes

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