Faults/Thinking Of A Little Visit
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“No! No! Give me one more chance! I’ll change! I-I’ll change! I swear it!” The girl’s voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard, her shaky, raspy voice riddled with the intense desperation to feed.
Her bloodlust was so strong that Aurora could feel the excruciation of her need burning through her deadened veins as they stood on the rooftop of the abandoned building.
“No...you won't, dear,” Godfrey said stoically, his head tilted as if he was attempting understanding. “Unfortunately, it does not work that way,” He grabbed the gray-skinned girl by her stringy blonde hair; she was once beautiful in her human life-’what a pity’ he thought as he pulled her close to him and sniffed her. “You reek of wildling filth,” He grimaced.
“I-but-but it’s not my fault-I-I didn’t ask for this! I didn’t! I-”
“Just!” Aurora couldn’t take it anymore. Before the girl could finish her sentence, she took her blade and impaled the girl through the heart, looking straight into the girl’s eyes, her breathing becoming haggard all of a sudden. “I know,” She said to the girl. “I know, and...I am so...so sorry,” With every word spoken, Aurora’s voice lowered and lowered until it barely became a whisper and with each word, the girl’s form gradually disappeared into dust.
When the wildling was finally gone, Aurora stood there staring blankly into the space where the girl once stood. Her eyes were wide and her thoughts were full of seemingly endless guilt.
Godfrey silently watched his mate, feeling her expressionless pain. Aurora had been burdened since they started this journey and with every one of her turns that they had found, she’d seem to sink deeper and deeper into despair.
“Love?” He called to her. She didn’t answer. Godfrey knew at this point that Aurora, yet again, was trying to get herself together before she answered him, not wanting Godfrey to hear the weak trembling in her voice. “Aurora,” Godfrey took a few steps closer and paused. When she still didn’t answer, he thought to give her space but only for a moment before he decided that he’d approach her closer. He took his arm and wrapped it around her neck, kissing her shoulder. “We can stop this at any time, my love. You only need to say the word.”
She sighed. “I cannot, Frey,” Aurora finally said to him, biting the bottom of her quivering lip to keep her composure. “These...these vampires...they are wreaking havoc and...it is my responsibility to stop them. I cannot quit now.”
“Rori, if you are going to burden yourself with so much guilt throughout this endeavor then you should not-”
“How am I not supposed to burden myself, Frey?” She turned around, pulling away from Godfrey. “I killed these people...took their lives away from them and now...now I have to take it away from them again-”
“Not all of them,” Godfrey attempted to reason. “There are quite a few of your familiars that have been prospering quite well.”
Aurora scoffed, her head moving from side to side bitterly as she thought about how terribly she’d been taking being a vampire until Godfrey came along. “And yet I could not even bode well as one. What does that say about me?” She muttered.
“Is that what this is all about, love?” He approached her again, towering over her significantly shorter form.
“It’s about all of it, Frey!” Aurora corrected, turning to face him. “I-because of my lack of control-because...because I couldn’t handle being a vampire, I ruined lives!” She exclaimed. “I-Rossa was right, I-I’d have been better off-”
“Don’t you dare,” Godfrey cut Aurora’s sentence off with his deep tone. He grabbed her chin, forcing her averting gaze to stare into his crimson eyes. “Your life was weighed down by those telling who you should and should not be-those condemning you for something that you had no choice in being,” He gingerly ran his thumb across the tear that escaped her orchid-colored gaze. “You know what I’ve noticed about the vampires that we’ve found? About the people that you chose to surround yourself with?”
“What?” Aurora sniffled, her stare barely able to face him as she spoke, still not used to the vulnerability that Godfrey would force her to effortlessly display.
“These people were free,” He simply replied. “From anyone that would tell them that they weren’t...or that they couldn’t,” He said with a small smile. “No one ever stunted their growth as a person-told them that they were worthless because they were not like everyone else,” He stepped closer to Aurora and kissed her forehead. “I’m sure, had someone been through what you had, love,” Godfrey wrapped his arms around her. “They would have dealt with it along the lines of the same way. You are...one of the strongest women that I have ever met in my life,” He pulled away to get a better look at her. “Do not forget that.”
Aurora sighed, looking up into the blood-rose eyes of her mate, a small smile turning up her lips. “You are a charmer, Godfrey Jefferson-White.”
Godfrey teased her with a grin, “I get it from my father,” He winked.
“That much is for certain,” She chuckled dryly. Aurora caressed his cheek admiringly, her thumb moving to his red lips. Then she tip-toed to reach them to hers. Godfrey helped her by grabbing her waist into his arms and lifting her up to him.
It was hard for their passion not to carry them away and each time Aurora had to stop them before they went too far. There was still a block there from her past when it came to intimacy that had nothing to do with Godfrey, and he understood that. This was why when she finally pushed away from him, he grimaced only a little before servicing her with a small smile.
“I’m so sorry, Godfrey.” Aurora apologized to him every single time this happened.
“Ah,” He shrugged. “Not like this is the proper place for me to officially claim you anyway,” He teased. “And...don’t apologize to me, Rori. You owe me no apology for trying to get comfortable in your own skin again.” He said to her. “I will wait for you...for as long as that takes.” He stole another kiss from her. “As long as I have these lips to kiss, I’ll keep patiently waiting for you.”
She chuckled. “Well, I do not plan to go anywhere, but...who knows?” Aurora teased.
Godfrey’s smirk slowly dissipated. “Don’t...don’t do that. That’s...not funny,”
Aurora laughed and took his hand into hers. The two then hopped off of the building and in front of a group of teenagers. Instead of erasing their memories, Aurora thought to let them keep them. She stopped with Godfrey in tow, both of them showing their true inhumanly beautiful and dangerous form as their fangs elongated.
“It’s dangerous out here at night, guys. Aren’t you a bit young for drinking?”
Shakily they stumbled over their words, the guys trying to stand in front of their dates, but the girls were entirely too taken by Godfrey’s allure to realize that they were in danger.
“Next time..pick a less intoxicating pass time,” Godfrey cautioned. He moved with such finesse, no one saw when he grabbed one of the girls behind the teenage boys.
“No, please! Don’t!” One of the teenage boys pleaded.
“Your girlfriend doesn’t seem to be too bothered by it,” Godfrey said.
“Oh, stop it, Frey. She’s too young for you.” Aurora replied as she approached the boy who pleaded for his girl’s life. “You...are so sweet to care for her so much.”
The boy nodded vigorously. “You think so?” He blushed sheepishly. It was almost sudden that he had forgotten about the girl.
“Hm...yes,” Aurora returned. “Though, I have to agree with my mate. She doesn’t seem to care.” She added. “And now...it seems neither do you,” A sudden hunger began to tingle at her senses.
“Rori?” Godfrey called to her, sensing that she may have forgotten that this little confrontation was not meant to be a meal. “Love?”
When she heard him call to her, Aurora shook herself from her internal bloodlust. Sometimes it was still hard to shake that feral need for crimson liquid away. Licking her suddenly parched lips, she backed away from the teenager. “Right, right.”
“Am I going to turn like one of you?” The girl asked who was still in Godfrey’s grasp. "Like in the movies?!" She excitedly continued to babble. "Will it hurt?!"
Aurora turned around to see Godfrey staring quizzically at the young girl. "This...is sad," He muttered as he watched the excited teenage girl.
“Darling, this is not the movies,” Aurora returned in aggravation at this point, remembering what they’d just been forced to do on the rooftop moments ago. This coupled with the sudden attack of hunger she'd garnered by just teasing these kids made her lose interest in this little joke.
Aurora pulled away from the boy and returned to Godfrey's side, figuring it safer for everyone if she were next to the only one that seemed to be able to keep her in check when she lost her cool.
Godfrey released the girl and then walked over to the three boys who had a beer in their hands. “I’ll be taking that,” He offered. When he walked back over to Aurora, he handed her one, “I’d stay indoors tonight guys. You don’t want to run into another like us...you may not live to tell the tale of tonight.” He turned around and winked at the girls who seemed to watch him longingly. “Come, love.”
They walked away and down the street. “You think we should erase their memory?” Aurora asked. "I doubt this little confrontation will serve as a lesson to them," She said. "They seemed more for being bitten than against it," She said.
"I know," Godfrey shook his head. "Humans are...so...odd."
"So, is that a yes?" Aurora asked.
After a moment or so of him rattling the thought in his mind a little longer, he declined.“Nah,” Godfrey replied. “Sometimes, it’s good to have reports of a spotting of our kind every now and again. Keeps the myth alive,” They chuckled amongst one another, Aurora laying her head against Godfrey’s arm. “You’re hungry again...aren’t you?” He asked.
It should not have been a big deal but they had eaten quite a big meal barely an hour before they found the wildling girl that they had disposed of.
“It’s...probably just a...you know, like a snack thing or something,” Aurora tried to brush off.
“Either way. Why don’t we make a trip to the blood bank before we head off to our next place?” Godfrey suggested.
Aurora looked at him in thought for a moment, thinking how lucky she was to have him around. “Okay”
After it was decided, Godfrey asked. “Speaking of our next place...where is our next place?”
“Well,” Aurora started. “I’ve been hearing some troubling things about New Orleans.”
“Okay, and do you have in mind anything after that?”
When he asked this, Aurora paused in thought. She did have in mind a place that she wanted to go, but it had nothing to do with a wildling. “I...I actually did...have a thought. I don’t know...if you’d mind…”
Godfrey stopped. “What is it, love?” He asked. “Where do you want to go?”
She smiled sheepishly as she thought about him. “I...owe a visit...to a little boy...and his sister.”
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