"You are not who I thought you were." A boy said.
He was about 15 maybe 16. Young or rather just around Bex's age. He was skinny, very frail-looking. Sunken in cheeks and dark circles around his blue eyes. His longish brown hair fell to his shoulders and blew in the wind.
His small lips sheen with fresh blood that dripped down his chin to his neck and bleed into his shirt.
"I warned you," Lyssa said.
"You are a fool! How can you let these people continue to do what they do? You have the power to kill them all, we do, and yet you do nothing?"
"Times have changed, you can't just kill people like this. Please, don't make me do this." Lyssa whimpered.
"You sicken me. They killed him! Do you understand that? They killed him and they would have killed me too if you hadn't changed me. You did this to me! I didn't ask for this. I was given a second chance and I intend to use it to right all the wrongs of the world. To enact my vengeance!" he screamed so forcefully that droplets of blood spewed from his lips.
The sound of approaching people filled her ears. They were angry, a typical pitchfork and torch kind of crowd.
Lyssa swooped into action; she grabbed the boy by his neck.
"Please," Lyssa begged.
"Go to hell!" he spat at her, his eyes turning blood red.
Bex shot forward in bed, chocking, as before she had woken up Lyssa had begun to try and decapitate the boy with her bare hands.
"Rebecca breath!" Lyssa shouted as she quickly pulled Bex into her arms and squeezed her in an attempt to get Bex to breathe.
Bex felt her face turning purple, despite how hard she tried it was like her body forgot how to breathe. She clawed at her throat and let out chocking sounds.
"Breathe Damn it!" Lyssa grabbed Bex and kissed her, breathing life into her.
Bex gasped for air and finally was able to breathe again.
Lyssa sighed in relief.
Bex got out of Lyssa bed, which she had fallen asleep in after they had made love. She walked over to the mirror, in her naked and panicked state and just grabbed the edge of the dresser and squeezed tightly as a way to center herself on something. She closed her eyes and took several deep measured breaths.
"What the hell was that? I've had enough Rebecca, this has gone on long enough. Talk to me, what is going on with you? What are you dreaming about?"
"I don't know!" Bex snapped at her before a sob broke free from her lips.
"What do you mean?" Lyssa walked over to her and rubbed Bex on the back.
"I mean, I don't know! I have no freaking clue what is happening! Ever since our stupid bond got stronger I've been seeing things. I don't know if they are real, or just things I made up. I don't know. I'm freaked out okay!"
"Talk to me, please. I can't help if you don't let me."
"True or false, the first time Elizabeth stole something it was a piece of fine lingerie."
"What?" Lyssa said completely confused.
"Just answer the question!"
"True..."
"True or false, you and Lacy's favorite place in the whole world is a tree someplace by a cabin in a meadow. A tree with a heart-shaped branch."
"How do you know that?"
"True or false, you decapitated a vampire boy with your bare hands..." Bex sobbed, unable to bring herself to meet Lyssa's eyes.
"Rebecca, how do you know these things?"
"I don't know. I keep dreaming things and I think they're your memories. I don't know what is happening. That sex dream I was having wasn't about Joan or you, it was about Elizabeth! I've dreamed about when Joan put a gun to your head and you thought I was dead. I've dreamed about how you massacred a whole freaking town because they killed someone named Mariam. I dreamed that you asked Lacy to marry you once by that tree and she laughed at you and thought you were joking. I don't know what is going on but I am freaked out! I don't want to see these things so please, make it stop! I've had enough."
Lyssa just looked at her in shock. She didn't know what to do or say, this was all news to her. She never heard of vampires sharing memories with their blood bonders. She reached out to comfort Bex, but Bex jerked out of her grasp and moved to grab some clothes to wear.
"Just figure out what is happening, until then I want to go home. I need space. Maybe if I stop having crazy dreams my mom won't think I'm acting crazy because I will be able to stop acting crazy!"
"Rebecca you need to slow down, this is all new to me too. What else have you seen?"
"It's not just seeing Lyssa!" Bex whirled on her as she slipped her underwear back on.
"Explain."
"I feel it too! I felt what you felt like when you thought I died. I felt what you felt when you massacred that town. I felt everything! As if I was there as if it was me. But now my brain is starting to feel what I imagine the other people felt. Like that boy, when you did that, I felt like you were ripping my throat open. I know there is no possible way you knew what he was feeling so now my brain is just making everything worse! Because not only do I feel what you feel but now my brain is starting to come up with ways other people felt."
"Calm down,"
"Don't tell me to calm down when I just saw you decapitate someone. I felt it. I heard it. Lyssa I can still taste the blood on my lips. This is more than too much, this... this... I can't even explain it."
"Breathe Rebecca, we can figure this out."
Bex sighed and plopped on the bed. Lyssa grabbed one of her shirts for Bex to wear, being as she ripped up Bex's previous shirt. Bex grabbed the shirt and slipped it on and watched as Lyssa also put on her underwear and a shirt. Lyssa sat next to her and grabbed her hand, interlocking their fingers.
"I'm sorry you have to see those things. I never wanted you to see that part of me." Lyssa said softly.
"I'm just... I'm scared. I didn't mean to blow up on you. I just... it's a bit much to take in."
"I know my love, I know." Lyssa pulled Bex into her arms and cradled her.
Bex sniffled and buried her head into Lyssa's chest.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just didn't want you to freak out," Bex said.
"Looks like you are the one freaking out."
Bex pulled back to glare at her. Lyssa sighed and gave a soft smile before pushing some of Bex's hair out of her face.
"What I meant was, I understand your hesitation to talk to me, but you should know you can come to me for anything. I've been alive a long time, chances are I will not only understand but have answers for you."
"Hmm, that's what I thought you said." Bex once again buried her head into Lyssa's chest.
Lyssa let out a light chuckle.
"Lyssa, what's going on? I'm freaked out. I didn't know I would have to live your memories when I signed up for this."
"I don't know my love, but I will find your answers. I promise."
They were silent for a moment.
"Does knowing about all those things change how you feel about me?" Lyssa finally asked.
Bex was silent for a moment, a moment too long because Lyssa assumed the worse.
Lyssa weakened her grip on Bex and let her head fall in shame.
"Knowing these things doesn't change how I feel about you, but it does change how I understand you." Bex finally said.
"What do you mean?"
"I had no idea just how much trauma you've been through. It helps me understand why you are so protective of me. I'm sorry I've been so hard on you. I just... this is all new for me okay. I've never been in a relationship or loved anyone as much as I love you. It's scary. I mean you are my first everything and I never expected to fall so hard, and sometimes I feel things that I am ashamed of. Things that I don't know if I should or should not be feeling. Because we are together and I love you, but that doesn't stop me from feeling things for other people. I just... I know you've been through a lot, and have gone through a lot of loved ones before settling on me. That's a lot of pressure." Bex paused to meet Lyssa's eyes.
"I feel like I have to live up to your expectations, I want to be worth it for you. I don't want you to feel like you are wasting your time. You have so much more experience than me. You know what you want and why you want it. I don't feel the same. I am confused and still just trying to navigate my way through puberty. You are already talking about running away with you and marrying you, it's just a lot to take in. I get that for you precious things are hard to come by and even harder to keep, but that is not how it is for me. I've never lost like you have, I've never done a lot of the things you have. I guess what I am trying to say is I understand you better now but knowing all this just makes me feel all the more guilty whenever I question how I feel about you."
"When do you question how you feel about me?" Lyssa tightened her hold on Bex.
"You know when. I know you do."
They were silent for a moment.
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