Cursed

My life is a ruin, when I was five my parents car drove off of a cliff. I have vivid nightmares and I live in a hell hole. The supernatural lives in this world and they can be dangerous. My brother is a vampire and I am the goddess of life and death. When I become enslaved, I learn new things. But some memories are meant to be forgotten. My curse is that who I love, they will die from either A) I kill them or B) they find out my secret and die from heartbreak. This is my story of my first love; my only love.
I am a saviour. I am a murderer.

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20. Afterwards

''NO, NO!'' I screamed. Nick's face was pale (like John's) and his eyes were faded. Tears were running down my face ad John was trying to pull me away. ''John stop I-I can bring him back to life!''

''No you can't, you can only bring mortals back to life. Not immortals.'' John told me. I slowly moved away.

''OK. Lets go. I do't want to be near Angel.'' I sobbed. We left the ruied grouds of the fallen palace however, I kew I could ever live this mistake down. The wind howled and the lighting shot at the ground. ''Promise me you will never leave me. Just promise.'' I whispered.

''I promise. Just don't kill me .'' we both laughed.

''Yeah I promise.'' I giggled. Looking behind me, all I could see was a black emptiness that swallowed everything in its path.

''Its shocking that you killed Angel without a hesantation.'' John said.

''I guess my anger came out of me. But I didn't stop and think about the consequences of killing him.''

''It doesn't matter. Love will come to you again.'' John explained.

I was unsure but what I do know is that I am the Goddess of Life and Death. I am a savouir. I am a murderer.

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