Seven+y 7 A husband doesn't remember...yet.
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Lucas
I was starving. The woman I picked up last week had to go back home. I had kept her with me for 5 days.
She was quite charming. She knew a lot about history. Her husband passed away 5 years ago. She was lonely.
In exchange for her blood, I made love to her. It was nice, but for me, hollow. I did it to get by and to show her my appreciation for her time and mostly for her blood.
She promised me she would call me when she got back into town, but I gave her the eye thingy and took her to the airport. She thought I was an uber driver.
I was so lonely. Something was missing from my cold aesthetic life, my heart. I was sad.
I thought maybe I would try to starve, I could end all of this charade of a life. I was also wondering how my heart was beating, I was a vampire.
Something in my mind was nagging on me. It was like something huge was missing.
I was up all night pacing the floor. I was feeling anxious.
I grabbed my coat and went out for coffee.
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Kennedy
He was sitting at a table sipping some coffee and reading a book. A beautiful brunette approached him.
She was well dressed with a white Chanel suit. She asked my husband if he minded if she joined him.
He jestured to the chair, "Be my guest."
He ordered her a coffee.
I saw him look at her wrist as he took her hand, he was hungry.
June fixed my hair and gave me a pep talk. "You got this Kennedy, he will recognize you, he has to."
I looked into June's eyes. "Can you do the eye thingy on me, make me forget him if he isn't interested in me?"
She shook her head. "He will know you, somehow."
I took a step towards his table.
I heard the woman laugh at something he said, he was flirting with her.
I walked over to the chair next to his table and took a seat.
I watched him. His eyes were lavender again, his hair black. But yes, he did have a piece of red in the front.
I accidentally dropped my purse, the contents spilled out onto the floor.
They both turned then to look at me.
Lucas stood up and knelt in front of me, picking the contents of my purse up.
He stared at me. "Have we met?" He smiled.
" Excuse me, I saw him first." the brunette said to me.
I looked only at my love.
" Will you have dinner with me?" I asked him. My heart was pounding in my chest.
He handed me my compact, brushing my fingers as he did so.
" Will you excuse us?" He gave the brunette the eye thingy, she nodded and went away.
I smiled.
"You like to read, do you?" I jestured towards his book.
" Oh, it passes the time." He looked weary.
" Shall we go to your place then?" I blurted out.
He stood next to me and offered me his hand.
I took it and he led me to a fancy sports car.
" I'd rather walk with you, if that's ok?" I said, taking his fingers in between mine.
He looked at me, he was trying to mesmerize me.
" First, you will let me taste you my lovely girl." He was very hungry.
I had blocked his advances with an energy wall.
" Oh, sure. Let's go to the park." I pulled him to a private little spot of shadey trees and sat in the grass.
He took my wrist and started to open it with his nail.
" No, you better bite my neck don't you think?" I asked him.
He shook his head. "No, you don't want to be forever hungry like me."
I nodded, " Wrist it is then."
I held up my wrist. He cut me with his sharp nail and suckled my blood.
" You taste exquisite my dear." He said as he drank.
" Will you hold me for a bit?" I asked.
" Don't you want to make love now?" He suggested.
" I might later, but now I want to be held by you. Please sir."
He was befuddled that I didn't want to make love like all the others had.
He put his hands in my hair.
" Braid my hair for me Lucas, please." I said sitting in front of him.
He plaited my long red hair obediently.
" I dreamt of a girl with hair such as yours." He admitted, smiling now.
" Lucas, my name is Kennedy, you can call me love bird." I spoke quietly to him.
" How do you know my name?" He asked as he finished my hair..
" I...believe the girl at your table mentioned it? Do you believe in love at first sight Lucas?" I said bluntly.
" I don't fall in love, I f**k love birds."
I turned to face him, angry at his cold cold heart." It was very, very nice to meet you sir. I think I should be getting home, my family might be looking for me." I stood up to leave abruptly, not liking his manors.
He let me go.
I had tears streaming down my face. He was cold, he had returned to being his old vampire self.
I got several feet away from him when he yelled," Love bird, wait!"
I turned to see him looking at me with longing. There was still something there, a very small spark.
I sat down and moved some energy his way. I turned my hand as if I was turning a doorknob.
My hair seemed to shimmer with light as I practiced my magic.
I moved the ball of energy to his heart, I wanted him to feel me again.
He was next to me in an instant, like a shot of lightening.
" Can I taste you again love bird?" He wanted more from me.
I nodded and lifted up my skirt, revealing my inner thighs to him.
He spread my legs and lay between them.
I held his shoulders.
"Wait please." I said. I needed to tell him that I was his wife, his love.
He was panting he wanted me so badly.
" No." He said as her ran his sharp index fingernail down my thigh.
I gasped in pain. My thigh quivered.
I watched as he drank from between my legs.
He was grunting and sucking. I touched his hair, it was soft. He wore it in a man bun.
I removed it from it's hair tie.
" Your hair is so long now." I said softly.
He wasn't listening to me at all.
" I want...I want." I said.
Then stopped myself. I needed to tell him that I loved him. I missed him so much when I thought he was dead. He was draining me.
" I'm feeling light headed, please. I want to give it all to you, Lucas, every last drop for you my love."
He was a cold hearted vampire, I realized he wanted only to consume me, I wanted that for him.
I knew that he was killing me- softly, the narcotic effect of his mouth on me, made me want to die right here in ecstasy. It was enough. I came for this man.
I fell back, I think I fainted.
When I woke up, I was tethered to a large four poster bed. It was a period piece with red drapes that encircled it on all sides.
I was alone.
I smiled. He must not want me to leave him just yet, I was hopeful.
I think he likes my blood too much. He doesn't remember the deep love that I have for him.
I was so sleepy that I must have nodded off, surely the effects of him drinking my blood.
The room was pitch black when I woke up next. For a moment I didn't remember where I was or even how I had gotten there.
I was so tired.
Why was I there, who tied me up? I struggled to get free, my wrists were so sore.
The harder I struggled, the tighter they held me. Now I was frightened.
My love returned to me, he held my face in his hands. My mind brought it all back to me.
I was with my love, my husband. I smiled at him. "You are so beautiful." He looked so lovely to me.
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