by Jessica Hamby-Fortenberry Fri Aug 24, 2012 11:06 am
After not talking and just thinking all night, I could feel the sun begin to rise. We were underground and safe, well...not exactly since there were UV rays that could come down on us any moment. I felt my body and brain grow tired. It was the pull of death. When it was daytime, your vampire body just sorta shuts down going into a death state. From what I hear only older vampires are able to fight the pull. If you do not rest during the day, you are surely going to get the bleeds. It's gross and I hate it, so I just rest. I laid on my back on the small cot in the cell and closed my eyes. I could hear Pam's annoyance in her grunts and sighs. I tried to think of anything to get my mind from this. Jason....I could see his face and his smile. We sat talking like we used to, him telling me his troubles and me listening. We made great friends, but the feelings became more stronger than a typical friendship at times. I felt something for Jason I truly did. The question was, did he feel the same and would it just end the way it did with Hoyt.
I couldn't think negative, but it was something I feared. If it didn't work with Hoyt, why would it with Jason. Could vampires have a 'soul-mate', or were we doomed in the romance department? No vampire I knew had long term relationships, except for Edward Cullen and Bella...but that didn't count. It was fiction. I'd heard of other species having a mate, or destiny. Did we?
As the thoughts began to pull me under I could see the vision more clearly. Jason's face shadowed under the moonlight as he came closer to me, extending his hand to mine. I smiled and took it, feeling like I was the only girl in the world he was seeing. We were in the clearing where we talked when he thought he was becoming a were-panther. I looked into his brown eyes and touched his cheek. "I'm so sorry, for everything."