lost in his despair for a moment. I fell to the floor and wrapped my arms around my knees to try and stop my trembling. I'd faced down the wolf god, you'd think a little ol' vampire god wouldn't scare me but Blue wasn't just any god. He was a god other gods feared. He could take my mind, turn it against me, and make me do exactly what he wanted without ever lifting a finger. I didn't stand a chance.
The stone beneath me was shockingly cold; the kind of cold you get when the bath water’s too hot and the air conditioning’s too high, so the merging of the two extremes makes you feel like the flesh exposed will never be warm again. You keep adding more hot water until you’re pink and sweating. You keep turning up the heat until the chill is gone. I looked at Blue and I could feel the waves of heat rolling off him. For the first time in my life, I preferred the cold.
“ Can you see them?” He covered his face with his hands and screamed. “You did this! You made me feel again! You gave me my heart back and now you rend it to pieces. You’ve taken away the only thing that’s kept me from going insane: my apathy.” He dropped to his knees and started to weep, great giant sobs racking his body. Then he looked up at me with tears still pouring from his eyes. “You take away my control and then you call me a monster. Well look upon your creation, am I not everything you hoped I’d be?”
“ No,” I covered my face. “I didn’t do this. I didn’t make you a monster.”
“ No, you didn't.” He pulled me to my feet and yanked my hands away from my face. “You made me feel like one!”
His hands seared my skin, pulling a scream from me as the smell of burnt flesh filled my nose, but he seemed distracted. He turned his head to the side as if he were listening to something. Then I heard it too, a slight ringing. A rushing sound of movement. An almost hypnotic, pulsing sound.
“Your wolf is here,” he pulled me in tighter as I screamed again and in moments we were in the stone entry room of his home in the God Realm. He pushed me to the floor with disgust and poured the waiting pitcher of blood over his head. He took a deep breath as the blood sank in, quenching his heat, then looked at me steadily and started forward.
“ You said you loved me,” I slid backwards on the floor away from him, the pain of my burns taking a backseat to my panic.
“ I do,” he smiled and his fangs were startling white against his dark skin.
“ Love is wanting what's best for someone,” I stumbled to my feet. “Love doesn't seek revenge or punishment.”
“ No, little witch,” his smile grew even more wicked. “Love is a madness and you have drove me to it.”
I blanched and nearly fell again. “So now you kill me to regain your sanity?”
“No, sweet flower,” his face softened but I knew it was a lie. “I won't kill you. I’m going to make you as I am. Then we can be monstrous together.”
“ No,” I shook my head and backed up. “Hell no!”
I turned and ran. I knew the only way out was behind me but I ran anyway. It was instinctual, pure and simple. Danger was behind me so I'd go in the opposite direction. I ran through the hallway, through his bedroom and out into the jungle. I heard him laughing and I tripped and fell into the thick undergrowth, scraping my hands and breaking open the blisters on my arms. My heart raced as I jumped to my feet and pushed further into the dense wilderness.
Hide. Run. Hide. The words pounded through me. I couldn’t let him catch me. I couldn't become a vampire. I thought about the centuries passing as I was bound to him. Forced to take blood to live. My mind not my own. A servant as much as his priests were but worse, I’d be serving him in his bed. I’d share eternity with him in blood and sex and he’d make me love it… love him. My mind and body would not be my own anymore.
I shoved aside vines reaching out to strangle me and felt my breath coming harshly. I
The stone beneath me was shockingly cold; the kind of cold you get when the bath water’s too hot and the air conditioning’s too high, so the merging of the two extremes makes you feel like the flesh exposed will never be warm again. You keep adding more hot water until you’re pink and sweating. You keep turning up the heat until the chill is gone. I looked at Blue and I could feel the waves of heat rolling off him. For the first time in my life, I preferred the cold.
“ Can you see them?” He covered his face with his hands and screamed. “You did this! You made me feel again! You gave me my heart back and now you rend it to pieces. You’ve taken away the only thing that’s kept me from going insane: my apathy.” He dropped to his knees and started to weep, great giant sobs racking his body. Then he looked up at me with tears still pouring from his eyes. “You take away my control and then you call me a monster. Well look upon your creation, am I not everything you hoped I’d be?”
“ No,” I covered my face. “I didn’t do this. I didn’t make you a monster.”
“ No, you didn't.” He pulled me to my feet and yanked my hands away from my face. “You made me feel like one!”
His hands seared my skin, pulling a scream from me as the smell of burnt flesh filled my nose, but he seemed distracted. He turned his head to the side as if he were listening to something. Then I heard it too, a slight ringing. A rushing sound of movement. An almost hypnotic, pulsing sound.
“Your wolf is here,” he pulled me in tighter as I screamed again and in moments we were in the stone entry room of his home in the God Realm. He pushed me to the floor with disgust and poured the waiting pitcher of blood over his head. He took a deep breath as the blood sank in, quenching his heat, then looked at me steadily and started forward.
“ You said you loved me,” I slid backwards on the floor away from him, the pain of my burns taking a backseat to my panic.
“ I do,” he smiled and his fangs were startling white against his dark skin.
“ Love is wanting what's best for someone,” I stumbled to my feet. “Love doesn't seek revenge or punishment.”
“ No, little witch,” his smile grew even more wicked. “Love is a madness and you have drove me to it.”
I blanched and nearly fell again. “So now you kill me to regain your sanity?”
“No, sweet flower,” his face softened but I knew it was a lie. “I won't kill you. I’m going to make you as I am. Then we can be monstrous together.”
“ No,” I shook my head and backed up. “Hell no!”
I turned and ran. I knew the only way out was behind me but I ran anyway. It was instinctual, pure and simple. Danger was behind me so I'd go in the opposite direction. I ran through the hallway, through his bedroom and out into the jungle. I heard him laughing and I tripped and fell into the thick undergrowth, scraping my hands and breaking open the blisters on my arms. My heart raced as I jumped to my feet and pushed further into the dense wilderness.
Hide. Run. Hide. The words pounded through me. I couldn’t let him catch me. I couldn't become a vampire. I thought about the centuries passing as I was bound to him. Forced to take blood to live. My mind not my own. A servant as much as his priests were but worse, I’d be serving him in his bed. I’d share eternity with him in blood and sex and he’d make me love it… love him. My mind and body would not be my own anymore.
I shoved aside vines reaching out to strangle me and felt my breath coming harshly. I
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