The last vampire

“During the time of Jovin, the world was filled with wars and evil. People are dying without notice for vampires can make their victims don’t remember they fed on their bloods. There are also these werewolves who have always been an enemy of vampires. They also feed on people but not as clean as what the vampires do. Polices and investigators started to suspect about supernatural beings so they warned the people, however nobody believed them. They started to hunt these suspected beings but all of them just died without knowing why. And there are these witches who didn't like what was happening in the world. They worked hard to stop it, but it didn't. They were also slowly dying as they perform some kind of magic which always has payment. But they still failed on every of their plan. These became a conflict between them. Many lives are sacrificed so my grandmother took the side where they should stop their plan. But many still continued the plan."

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14. ”Even death can’t make us part.” Agnes smiled as she stares back at Benedict.

12th chapter:

WHILE brushing my teeth facing the wall mirror, I can’t stop thinking about what those men explained to me. At first I didn’t believe that Benedict has a twin brother and he was the one who’s house where I was right now and his name is Inigo(In-yi-go) Colin. I didn’t believe another two wolves survived and those are him and the one called Huford (Hyu-ford) who spent their time in Russia during the death of their kinds. I can’t believe those twins and Agnes Abbey already have met long time ago. But there are proof that Inigo has shown me which made me certain that he was telling the truth. And the reason that I again have come back to my old self is that, Agnes didn’t betray me but also vanished with Benedict for both were under a spell which she had cast herself.

 

*”Even death can’t make us part.” Agnes smiled as she stares back at Benedict.

He smiled and soon chuckled. He held both her hands, “even death can’t make us part,” he repeated and they soon hugged each other. He said it with all his heart for he was certain that she was the only one he would love although at their young age. She was the first and to be the forever. Without any idea that both were in very different worlds, Agnes made those of their words that they have said that time as a curse. She has been so selfish when it comes about him.

They took years living in the world of romance before everything with them has been completely known. It caused them great pain and until now it wasn’t gone and so the curse can’t be broken for behind that pain, is still the love.

That time, when Benedict got stabbed by Samantha, the curse stopped his death and made him vanish with Agnes. What happened to them is unknown. Where they are now was also still unknown.*

 

Benedict and Agnes were in a curse which has been made by their deep love with each other. My jaw dropped, I tried to ignore it before but now that I was alone in this room that Inigo let me borrow…I can’t stop thinking about it. Agnes really changed my life. She brought me pain however she still made me experience how to live like other human do. I really missed you.

*Sighed, next was a long silence*

I just grabbed my black leather jacket and went downstairs as I put it in. I must find where Joshua is. I lose mom neither Agnes, now I don’t want him also to leave me. 

I plan to first go to our house to find for any traces. But first, I went to Inigo’s kitchen to drink a glass of water.

“You’re dressed.” He was there wearing an apron holding a knife. If I wasn’t thinking of something serious, I would have laughed after seeing him in that attire. He looks just like an ordinary person…he’s cute.

I squeezed my lips and gulped. “I was about to...drink a glass of water before going.” I just answered. Looking at the chopping board on the zinc, those he chopped really looks delicious. My eyes opened wider and again gulped.

He dropped the knife on the table and pointed the water pitcher using his lips. I moved my eyes but not my head to see it then back to him, “thank you.” I said then went to grab a glass.

I can see from the side of my eye, he was staring at me as I drink up. “You’re planning to see him, am I right?”

I lowered the glass and frowned at him. I just nodded, and then topped the glass on the table. I was about to walk away after giving him a smile but he immediately spoke that I even stopped.

“Don’t you think it was better…” he took a step, “you being away from him. Who knows, maybe right now, he was having fun with his father. He will live normally.” He paused and I just kept quiet.

“Are you saying that I’ll just have to let him go?” I turned to face him.

He shrugged and then stepped back to the zinc then continued chopping. “I was just saying an opinion. But you go on. Find him if you wanted to involve him on finding Agnes.” He said.

I frowned. He’s right. I should live Joshua and face my real world. He deserved to live without me. Is this exactly what he was saying, because it’s what came in to my mind?

 

LOOKING at this house I lived in with my “mom and…brother.” I can’t just stop of thinking about them. How we lived. How we solved a humanly challenge. I opened the door and entered then walked in the dark. The silence in, I hate it. It’s just that I’m not used to this kind of silence. When I reached the living room, if I was just not having an illusion, I can see someone there sitting. My heart started to pound faster and sounds louder. I tried to overcome my fear and continued to walk to see his face. It was like… I’m going to explode when I saw his face. He was crying, he looks exhausted, in front of him was a bottle of hard liquor half emptied. I gasped as I covered my mouth with my hands. He was Joshua, he’s back!

He looked up at me with a frown on his red face. “I killed my o-wn fath-er.” He started crying again, new tears coming out from his eyes sliding down his cheeks. “I killed my own father.” 

I breathed out with my jaw dropped then immediately crossed my arms around his head. He was starting to cry soundly. I just tried to control my self and let my tears slid down my cheeks. I gulped and just let him cry.

 

*after moments*

 

“He thought mom was also a vampire when she insisted not to go with father until that it became a conflict between them. They were yelling at each other when father suddenly stabbed her on her chest. I tried to stop them but father has a man gripping my arms. I have done nothing to save mom. They injected me with something until that I have fallen asleep.” He squeezed his lips trying not to cry. “He brought me into another place and there he locked me in a room built with all cements that I can’t even escape no matter what. He told me everything about mom now was fixed and the only thing that was not is me. At first I didn’t understand but when he took me out from that room and tied me on a tree body, I did understand it already. He and his men started torturing me, asking me questions that I cannot understand. The only thing I know is, dad’s trying to find out if I was a vampire too. I already told him that I wasn’t but he doesn’t believe my words. When he saw that I was weakening, he untied me and let me in his house. He served me some foods. He was talking but I couldn’t understand. My ears are like covered with something. That time my eyes were also turning dark as I looks at his face. I hated him so much after thinking of what he had done to us.” He stopped then looked at me with the eyes. I just stared at him with an expression. “All I can remember after that is that, I saw him lying on the floor as his bloods starting to flow out. I was holding a knife when I saw that. I-I…I didn’t mean to do that. I didn’t mean to stab him…kill him,” he started to quiver.

I held his hands, “I know, you didn’t mean to do that, he was trying to hurt you. None of this was your fault.” I said comforting him. I just let him cry again. I looked up, Is this all happening because of me. Indeed, it was. Inigo’s right, I and my closest “brother” and friend are in very different worlds. Mine is a mess and his shouldn’t be. 

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