MICHEAL
It has been two hours since she left the house, I had been tempted to trail her, just to make sure she's okay, but I understand she needs this walk.
I know she's going through a lot trying to make sense of what I am, she tries really hard to act like it doesn't matter, but it does.
I know that and I feel really bad that I haven't told her what I am yet, I hate being the source of her sorrow or pain, but what if she hates me after I tell her? What if she gets too scared that it kills her? I don't want to lose her, I can't.
"Hey man, are you okay?" I hear Jason ask
I open my eyes and see him watching me, he looks towards the stairs, listening.
"Where's Mirabella?"
"She went for a walk," I say
"And you didn't think it was necessary to go with her? "
" She asked me not to," I say simply, turning away from him.
" And what, you just let her go alone, with everything that's happening?"
" It hasn't been easy for her too okay, she's trying really hard to deal with this, to deal with me, she lives each day Wondering if I'm a ghost or an evil spirit, she's scared, so if she decides she needs to take a break from all of it, if she decides she doesn't want to deal with it anymore I don't think I have any right to stop her".
I say the last word barely audibly, as I choke on tears that won't ever fall.
"What if she doesn't come back Jas" I fall to my knees finally admitting my fear.
" She'll come back," he says quietly, "she's strong, she won't leave"
JASON
After I left the bar, I got into my car and began the drive home.
I made a mental map of all the stops we'll need to make on the journey, I last saw Beatrice 3months ago when Micheal transformed, she made his objet Sacré.
Objet sacrés are customized specifically for each vamp, because they are made with magic using the blood of the specific vampire, no two vamps can share an objet sacré.
But that meeting I had with her didn't end well, so I don't know where she is currently, but I don't mind searching through the whole continent until I find her. I need answers I know she can give.
I park in front of the house and go in, I see Micheal spaced out, he's standing In front of the window that overlooks the road, he doesn't react when I move towards him, his head is bowed and there's a pained expression on his face, it hurt me to see him that way.
"Hey man, are you okay?" I ask him.
' did something happen to Mirabella? ' I Look towards the stairs listening for any sounds or even her breathing, but nothing.
"Where's Mirabella," I asked turning back to face him.
" She went for a walk" he replies dismissively
'He let her go for a walk alone? When a demon is after her' I frown.
"And you didn't think it was necessary to go with her?" I ask trying to cover my irritation
" She asked me not to," he says, turning away from me.
'what the fuck, is he serious now' I am beginning to feel agitated and I didn't even know why, she is his girlfriend, it isn't in my place to care more, is it? But my mind is reacting on its own.
"And what, you just let her go alone with everything that's happening" I hear the irritation laced with anger clearly in my voice now
"It hasn't been easy for her too okay, she's trying hard to deal with this, to deal with me, she lives each day Wondering if I'm a ghost or an evil spirit, she's scared, so if she decides she needs to take a break from all of it, if she decides she doesn't want to deal with it anymore I don't think I have any right to stop her" he turns to me now, his eyes red with unshed tears.
I move back just a little bit, this is Micheal breaking in front of me, Micheal was always strong, not even when his mother died did he break, my heart shatters at the sight of him like this.
"What if she doesn't come back Jas," he says falling on his knees in front of me, he is in pain, deep agony, the man in front of me is unrecognizabl.
I swallow hard, trying to keep my emotions in check.
"She'll come back," I say quietly, "she's strong, she won't leave" .
I do not know if it is true if she is as strong because the image I have in my head is Cataline.
Cataline was strong and determined, she never walked away from challenges or from those she cared about, but this is not Cataline.
I place my hand on his shoulders and squeeze gently,
"When she comes back, you have to tell her, she deserves the truth"