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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 16 (v.1) - Shock

Submitted: September 24, 2008

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Submitted: September 24, 2008



Chapter 16: Shock

I yawned and stretched as the light of the morning shone in the large window and warmed my face. I looked beside me to see Dante smiling widely, probably the biggest smile I’d ever seen on his face.

“Why are you so happy, this morning?” I asked while I stretched once more.

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe because last night was perfectly amazing?”

I blushed. At least, I think I did. I wasn’t quite sure if I could blush anymore, but I felt like I was, anyway.

“I’m glad I waited for you, my love.” Dante whispered, brushing the back of his hand across my cheek.

“Wait, you were…you were a virgin?” I asked, astonished. Wow, to think that a guy who has waited over one-hundred years just to have sex. That’s some guy, huh?

“Of course I was a virgin. I knew I would wait until I found the right girl. I knew I would wait until I felt it in ever bone in my body.”

“That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. As you can see, most guys don’t give it that much thought. If they can get it, they get it.” I said sarcastically.

“Well, I am not most guys, am I?” He stood up off the bed in one swift movement and held his hand out for me to take. I looked down at my body, realizing I still didn’t have my clothes on, and picked up the blanket as I stood up.

“Please don’t cover yourself. You are much too beautiful to feel ashamed.” He grabbed the blanket from my hands. I stood there sheepishly, trying to cover as much as I could, and then gave up, shrugging my shoulders and throwing my arms in the air.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t a virgin, Dante. It hurts to know that my first time was taken by a guy I had no such feelings for.” I said, lowering my head. I felt my eyes start to burn and a few tears dropped onto my chest.

Dante walked over, taking my head in his hands and bringing my eyes up to look into his. “Don’t you ever feel bad about that,” he said looking serious at me.

“I can’t help thinking about it, though. I just wish it never happened. I mean, sure, it felt like my first time, but it wasn’t really my first time. And that hurts me beyond belief.” A few more tears escaped my eyes.

“Victoria, you cannot change the past. What matters is the here and the now. What matters is that you have a man in front of you whom loves you with all of his existence. What matters is that you are safe now, within my arms. I love you, and I couldn’t have asked for more with last night. It was purely magical, do you not agree?”

“Of course I agree! It was the best thing I’ve ever experienced, but I just,” I sighed, “I have to get over it. It’s the past, and the past doesn’t matter.”

“Exactly. You are much too perfect to let such a situation ruin everything good in your life.”

“I guess you’re right,” I said, hugging him tightly. Every time we touched, my head would cloud so much that I forgot what I was thinking or what I was about to say. Nothing mattered anymore except that I could be with Dante forever. I knew now that we would be spending eternity next to one another and that was the greatest gift of all, in my book.

“If you would like to put some clothes on, you may.” He smiled, backing away and taking my hands. We swung our arms for a moment, and the he bent down and kissed me. I hadn’t noticed how tall he was until now. Weird, I know.

Dante walked downstairs after blowing me one last kiss and I searched the large closet for something to wear. I didn’t know where he got all of the garments he had, but I was guessing he’d brought some back every time he went hunting.

I decided to dress a little nicer today, so I went for a green turtle-neck sweater and some dark jeans. I know, it doesn’t sound very “special” but for me, it was quite the stretch.

I closed the closet door, walked out of our beautiful bedroom, and skipped down the stairs. I walked to the dining room and found everyone sitting at the table, blank looks on all of their faces.

I stopped quickly and wrinkled my forehead in the doorway, shooting all of them worried looks.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“I think you should sit down, Victoria.” My father said, looking straight forward.

I walked to a chair slowly, looking at Dante who just lowered his head to the ground. Okay, this was starting to freak me out.

I pulled out a chair and sat down cautiously, looking over to Nikki and Xavier. They both looked straight ahead, as well, and I became even more flustered.

“I found your mother, Victoria.” My dad said, looking at me and then looking back down.

“What?! You found mom?! Where is she?! Take me to see her!”

“Calm down, kid. It’s not what you think. She isn’t okay.” His eyes started to water.

“What? What do you mean she isn’t okay? If she’s not dead, then she’s okay, dad! Where is she?!”

“She has been tied up and tortured for the past year, Vic. I hadn’t thought of searching for her until now because I was so set on the idea that she was dead. I have to go save her.”

“I’m going with you! Where is she?!” I closed my eyes, searching my father’s head and found my mother. I gasped as I looked at her broken body. She looked dreadfully thin and malnourished. Her skin was very pale and her eyes were sunken in. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t react. All I could do was sit there and stare at the image in my father’s head.

“Oh my God…” I whispered.

“I know, I know.”

Just then, I stood up. I closed my eyes, and I arrived in front of a small home.

“This can’t be it, can it?” I said to myself.

I walked forward slowly, trying to find the location of my mother. Yup, this is it, I thought.

I heard a stick break and I looked behind myself to see my dad staring at me. Shortly after, Dante showed up with the same expression on his face.

“Well, dad, what are we waiting for?!” I flung my arms in the air.

“Victoria. I’m warning you, kid. She won’t look the same.”

“I know, dad. But, I can’t leave her there! Knowing that I can save her makes everything else obsolete! Don’t you see that?! Do you want her to die?!” I walked toward him quickly and right up into his face with my fists at my sides. I tried to control my mind, making myself calm, but it was hard at a time like this.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt again.”

“I’m already hurt, dad! That’s my mom in there! I can’t just sit by and watch her dwindle away!”

“We should go in, Damien. I think seeing her mother would give her closure,” Dante whispered.

“Closure?! What do you mean, she’s still alive! I heard her heartbeat!”

“Let’s go in,” my dad said.

I turned around angrily. If they didn’t want to be here, they didn’t have to be here. I wanted to save her and I wouldn’t let them get in my way, no matter how much I loved them.

I walked to the front door and opened the metal screen door. It creaked loudly and I winced at the noise. I knew it was loud and I was hoping no one would hear. I didn’t know what was keeping my mother captive, but if it was a group of vampires, they would all die today.

I held the screen door open with my leg and tried to turn the handle of the wooden door, a slight creak coming from it, as well. I walked inside cautiously, taking one step at a time, trying to be as quiet as possible.

I made my steps soft in my mind, and it reflected in reality. I didn’t make one sound as I searched the small house. I walked into the living room and held my breath. The smell was so terrible it would knock a normal human out cold. I looked around and saw garbage everywhere and everything was out of order.

I decided to turn around out of here, since obviously, my mother wasn’t present in this room. I heard the front door squeak and figured it was my father and Dante. I walked to the kitchen, smelling the same thing. There was dirty dishes everywhere and the floor looked as though there was fecal matter spread about.

I felt terrible for my mother having to stay in this place and I just wanted to find her and leave.

I searched my mind once again for her and she was in a very dark room. I figured there was only one place she could be-the basement.

I found a door and opened it, looking into a small closet. Nope, not it, I thought.

I found another door and swung it open, looking into darkness. I decided this must be it. I touched the side of the wall next to the door, trying to find a lightswitch. I finally found it, but when I turned it on, nothing happened.

“Damn light bulb must be burned out.” I muttered to myself.

I walked down the stairs carefully, keeping the noises locked in my mind so they didn’t make their way around me.

I found the last step and almost tripped as I touched the basement ground. The temperature must have been a twenty degree difference than upstairs. If I was cold and I was now a vampire, then this must be the equivalent to a freezer.

I squinted my eyes through the darkness, trying to see but saw nothing. I rummaged around the large room, trying to find my mother, but I found her nowhere.

Finally, I tripped over something. I fell to the ground and hit my head on the stone ground. I picked myself back up and put a hand on my forehead. “Ouch,” I whispered.

Of course it didn’t really hurt, but I was so used to being clumsy that I always said “Ouch.”

I squinted my eyes again and found something hanging on a wall beside me. I backed away and a hand grabbed me, stifling my scream.

I was pulled back into the darkness.

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