Over and Gone, Elena Two [best time to read books TXT] 📗

that one time, and I wanted to kiss you a lot more. I feel so stupid."
"Get out of my house!"
"What?"
"I said get out of my house." I said it then, because I wouldn't dare say it when he was going to say...I love you.
"Okay. But first, I love you."
"Whatever. I said OUT." He leaves, and I start crying again. I didn't know I still had tears left.

*****

The next day, I didn't speak to any of my friends, and they didn't speak to me. How could my life turn to this? Now I

understand why I didn't go out with anyone. To avoid being hurt.
The only person who talked to me was Josh, asking me if I was alright. I was sorta glad that he still cared. Maybe he wasn't like Colton. Maybe he was a nice guy, but I really doubted that. No guy did anything without a reason. Or so I heard.
Josh came up to me again to know what was wrong on the bus. "Please, what's the matter, Elena?"
"Colton just made me mad is all. He cheated on me with that new slut girl, Sophie. And he thought I wouldn't find out." He really did look sympathetic.
"I am so sorry. You know, if I was your boyfriend, I wouldn't do that. I'm to nice of a guy." I choked on my own laughter.
"Well, thanks for the idea. I might actually take you up on that offer. It sounds very appealing. And, I kinda like you." The bus stopped at my stop, so I got off.
"What were you talking to Josh about?" asks the big, nosy Colton.
"You."
"About?" He shakes his head.
"How you broke my freakin' heart." I turned around, and tried to avoid him, but he grabbed my waist, and turned me around. "Let go of me! I don't want to talk to you!" He leaned in, and kissed me. I jerked back in surprise, and apparently he hadn't been expecting that. His grip lessened, and I started running. He caught up with me, but everytime he came close to having me, I jerked forward. But, finally he got me. "Let go of me!" I screamed with no use. He kissed me, and this time I didn't slip away. Instead, I put one hand in his hair, and the other behind my back.
When he

leaned back, I punched him in the mouth and ran away yet again. And this time, I outran him, but he was right behind me.
I had no idea where I was running to, but it didn't seem to promising. He seemed oblivious to where we were going. Then, I ran into a forest, and lost him. Lucky me.
I wandered and wandered, waiting to find an exit, but instead I find Colton grabbing me. Ugh! Why can I never lose him? "How dare you punch me! That was so not cool. And, why are you running? I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to make out with you."
"Actually, it was sooooooo

cool." I let him lead me out of the forest, because I honestly didn't know where I was. He started leading me somewhere.
At first, I had no idea where to, but then I recognized the street. He was taking me to his house. I turned around, but he caught me by the hoodie, and dragged me to his house.

What and Want

I awoke in Colton's bedroom, with a strange feeling of dizziness. I had an injury on my neck, but I had no idea where it came from. I walked out of his bedroom, into the kitchen. He was sitting at the table with a coffee mug that had red in it. I wondered what it was. "Hey," I say.
"So, you have awaken."
"Yup. What happened?"
"You don't remember?" he asks, clearly amused by my question.
"No. Should I?" He laughs.
"No. It's just good to know that my compulsion actually worked. Usually it doesn't, but after tasting your human blood, it probably gave me strength. More strength than a whole trip of animail blood, but I just wanted a taste. And, then I gave you a taste of me. Oh, and I'm sorry for all the drama with Sophie. She was just a donor of the night. I didn't intend for you to be there to see that. I'm sorry." I looked away.
"Whatever." And then, in at least a second, he was right in front of my face with his hand on my chin, forcing me to look at him.
"Do not

say whatever. Especially since now, you are a Vampire, and cannot be deestroyed. All thanks to me." I stared with a horror-struck expression. That sooooo made my flippin' day.
"You...Did...NOT...Just...Turn...Me...Into...A...Demon...Did...You...?" I was getting furious at this point. Why did he always have to ruin things? Why did I always have to be the bad guy? But, no. At this point, he

was the bad guy. And I

was the dansel in distress. I tried to remove his hand, but it wouldn't budge. And, with all my new strength, he was still stronger. That nasty ass bitch! God I hated/loved him. Make up your mind!

I told myself. Jeez-louise.
"Oh, but I did." So sexy. No, no, no, no, no! He wanted me to think this. He came closer, and his lips were just, .0000009 inches away from my lips. Then, to his satisfaction, I kissed him. And kissed him, and kissed him! Oh MY GOD!!!!! I didn't want to let go of him. I stepped back just as things were picking up.
"No," I said firmly. "I'm not going that far. Not yet."

I put extra emphasis on the word yet. Just to make him happy. Then, my stomach growled. "Can I have something to eat?" I asked. He stepped away.
"Of course you can." He went to the fridge, and took out a blood bag. He handed it to me. "You'll want human blood for the first week, but then we'll switch back over to animal." He went into his room and shut his door. This gave me some privacy. And boy did I want to leave.

Break Out

I broke from my reverie of the kiss, and bolted for the door. I opened it up with force I didn't know I had, and sprinted out the door.
I ran and ran. I got farther and farther away from him. I ran for at least two hours, staying out of sight from the 'humans'. But I finally stopped running when I had entered West Virginia.
I ran into some poor pathetic woman. I looked at her, but all I saw was someone to eat. I started shushing her, then bit into her neck. The blood thrilled me.
I let her dead carcass go, and went into the forest to rest. The sun had hurt my eyes a lot for some odd reason. I fell asleep, and then the nightmares hit. I had just killed someone. I had become a monster. A monster who didn't know what to do at this point.
How dare he! I became this for his own toy. He said that he loved me, but it wasn't real. He was the devil itself, and I was going to kill him. So help me, I will.

(3 years later)

I glared at Colton with evil eyes. He had fled our town, so I had to hunt him down. But now, I have found him. "Hello, Colton." He just stared at me. "I believe we have some big ass business to do."
"If you're going to kill me, do it now." He looked frightened. I simply shrugged.
"Okay." I moved towards him, and he didn't back away. It was finally time. Time to end this once and for all. I leaned towards his mouth, and kissed him. He kissed me back like that was all he had ever wanted in life.
I took out the knife from my pocket, and stabbed him in the heart. He let out a little moan, and then, stopped breathing all together. It was done. At least he had died happy. Sort've.
I turned around, and took out the other knife. I aimed at my chest. I looked at Colton one last time, and plunged it through my chest. I took it out, and walked away.
I guess though, that my love for him meant everything to me, because I turned around, and ran to his dead body. I looked at it, took my blade, plunged it through my heart, took out my lighter, and set us both on fire.
I fell down, in agony. I waited for my death to come. And to my satisfaction, it did.
Now I am floating in the air, looking down at my once called home. Looking at what my life could have been. I traveled to where my six year old daughter lived, (I had a child at fifteen years of age) and that was the last glimpse of reality I had.
I faded away slowly, into the dark abyss of nothing. Into the dark hole of my worst nightmare coming true. And eventually, I myself turned into nothing.
My soul travels around, lost of all hope, wondering what on earth I am going to do for the rest of eternity.
All I see anymore is the last look of my daughter, and how she will never meet her real mother. Her name so so so so beautiful. Aurora Ariana Two-Calibaster.
*****

And that is the story my soul had to tell you. Now the pain in my chest won't ache so much. Now it only aches to be living again. But this time, only with a heartbeat and with my child. No desperation in the end. Just the two of us, living life the way it was meant to be.

THE END