Woken from another horrifying nightmare, Presley sat on the bed hugging her knees and resting her head on it.
She locked the door Incase the vampire would come for her, she didn't know why she would think of him like that when he just saved her from a pack of werewolves. Don't blame her, she had been raped before and it was not long after her father's death, when she got adopted into that family. At first She tried to forget about everything that tormented her, she went for therapy and was doing great, she could finally see her life going back to normal but not as the way it was before. She wasn't getting nightmares and her health was getting better…until one night, Miles came into her room and started touching her. She woke up instantly telling him to stop but he was high on whatever he was on. He yanked her on to the bed and she pleaded and cried but it eventually happened. She wondered if no one heard her that night screaming for help or they just blindly ignored her.
After that, all the work she had done on herself to get better was extremely damaged. She started taking drugs and got depressed. Her life turned into a complete mess at the age of eighteen. The fact that she couldn't even run away was hell, but to add to it…she saw the bastard every single day with a devilish grin plastered on his face. He never apologised and acted like nothing happened.
She tried to avoid him in any way she could but the bastard came into her room everyday when she was asleep, he didn't know she had insomnia and she could feel his cold fingers on her cheeks every night. She could still recall how his cold fingers felt on her skin, her hair would stand in fear and her heart would race. It was like a million ants were crawling on her skin.
If there was anyone she feared in exception of her stepmom, it would be miles. Since then she began to have night terrors…she had to agree that this nightmares were better compared to night terrors or when she would suffer from sleep paralysis and she could see her stepmother right in front of her. Even the thought still terrified her, she sometimes wondered how strong she was to had hold up with all that for the past years.
Her hell didn't end there, after getting raped she would go to night clubs and drown herself in sex, drugs and alcohol. That was a way she survived—barely.
A knock jerked her out of her thoughts and her head snapped towards it.
"Who's there?" Her soft voice cracked
"It's Kendrick" he replied, her brows furrowed and she got off the bed.
"Who's Kendrick?" She knew it was him but just decided to joke around. She recognised his voice even if she didn't know his name.
"Why aren't you asleep?" He asked on the other side of the door.
"I'm insomniac" was her only reply
"Since when?" He couldn't recall Myra being insomniac, she loved her beauty rest.
"Since-"
"Just open the door Myra…I want to speak with you" he tried twisting the knob but it was of no use
"Emmm…about?" She bit the side of her lip
"You know I won't hurt you, right?" Did she really think of him that way now. He felt more than hurt than he was before. What happened
Why couldn't she remember anything. That's what he wanted to know, now that she was married he was afraid he would never see her again. He couldn't even process the fact that she was already married to Ze'ev, that was just unbelievable
His girlfriend was married to the most powerful vampire, not only was he powerful, he was cruel. If there was any vampire a person should fear the most. It should be Ze'ev Garson. That dude was a freaking god of slaughter.
He could kill hundreds in minutes, if Myra was really married to him he hoped for her to be safe. If that bastard should harm her he won't stand still even if it led to his death.
The knob twisted and he didn't know why he heaved a sigh, he walked into the room and saw her sitting on the bed, her expression almost emotionless. Her brows told him 'okay what's this about?'
Honestly, she wouldn't have let him in but she just wanted to know the relationship he and Myra had.
He slowly walked towards her and sat on the marble floor beside the bed.
"Are you okay?" He asked without staring at her, he just couldn't.
"Yeah I will end up sleeping but for only like two hours but-"
"Not that…are you okay with the marriage with Ze'ev and living here in Nysa leaving your family for a vampire" he remembered the last conversation they had before Myra broke up with him. She said she would never get married to a vampire. He had lied to her about being a human because she had a certain fear for vampires. He was wrong to lie to her but he couldn't help it, the love he had for Myra was beyond his imagination.
When she found out on her own she got mad and said she never wanted to see him ever again and they were done!
He felt hurt and thought she needed space but look where that got him. He thought he could wait days, weeks, months, for her but she got married in two weeks.
His heart had been broken, shattered, stabbed. He was more than pained.
"I don't really get why you're asking this" she ran her hands through her pink hair. What did he really want.
"Myra…you really don't remember me?" His eyes teared up and she suddenly pitied him. Maybe Myra was someone special to him.
She shook her head and he released a shaky breath
"I'm sorry" he looked away staring at the ceiling to blink his tears away.
"No, it's totally fine to cry in my presence I am not uncomfortable at all" she forced a fake smile. Were they lovers?
"I can lose everything but not you…oh god not you.." his eyes were pleading and she found herself in a situation where she didn't know what to do.
"Were we lovers?" She asked taking a seat beside him on the floor. He wiped his tears away before turning to face her. His crystal blue eyes stared like it was seeing directly through her soul and something in her chest hurt, it was like someone was squeezing her heart. Perhaps it was because of Myra, she must have loved this man dearly. To see her heart still ached for him when he was in pain even when her soul wasn't in the body anymore shows how much she loved him.