Eternal

My Nonna did not like my idea and refused it point blank, she wouldn’t even consider it as a possibility, shooting me down every time I tried to argue my point home to her.

She was being pig headed and dismissive and I threw my arms out in frustration, accidentally setting the wooden beams ablaze in angry flames. My eyes grew wide as I just stood there completely shocked and frozen in place, luckily Mihaela was quick to action and managed to put the flames out before any real damage could be done.

It’s safe to say that my actions did not help my case as Mihaela looked at me with cold eyes and told me to never ask that of her again, she then retreated to her room without looking back. I, in return stormed out of the back door and gave it a nice hearty slam behind me, making sure she would know I had left the building, with no clear idea of when I would be ready to return.

Z

I sat down on the bench beside her grave side yet again, I couldn’t understand why she would be so dismissive, all I wanted really was the chance to see my mum and maybe finally get the answers that I’ve wanted from her for so long.

I couldn’t help the annoyed sigh that escaped my lips as my privacy was yet again invaded and I knew without looking that Malachi had returned yet again.

“What’s wrong little Luna?” He asked, but I highly doubted that he actually cared about what was bothering me.

“I’m sick and tired of asking questions that no one is willing to answer, all I want is the truth. Why is that so hard for some people?”

“That seems like a very loaded question, I always find the best people to ask are those that cannot lie.”

I looked at him like he had lost his mind and he just shot me a dazzling smile, I shook it off and returned to my hunched position, placing my head into my hands trying to clear my mind.

“There are certain beings out there that when they make a vow, they cannot break it, whether they would have the answers you seek remains to be seen, but you should know there are always options. Even when the situation seems completely hopeless, you need to remember that things are never as they seem.”

I could see he was slowly inching closer to me, but had refrained from trying to make contact with me so far. I looked up at him more carefully this time and was shocked to see such painful and ugly marks marring such a perfect face.

He could obviously tell where my eyes had landed as he raised a hand to one of the scars, in a rather absent mi

nded way. I asked him what happened and it seemed as though he did not want to answer, but clearly changed his mind at the last minute.

“Your boyfriend was rather unhappy about my performance in Venom, this was his way of warning me to not do something like that again. As well as staying away from you as well, he was rather adamant about that one.”

“Wait, you mean Lawson did that to you? What the hell is he playing at? Oh, and for your information he is not my boyfriend. To be honest he’s nothing more than my work out buddy I guess.”

I’m not sure why I didn’t tell him about the training I was doing with Lawson, I guess I was just trying to protect myself from the one being I had been warned about profusely.

“I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t have gone to such extremes if that was truly the case, but it’s of little consequence to me. I just wanted to see how you were doing after our last conversation; you sure did leave in a hurry.”

“I’m grand, I didn’t want to believe you, you know. I wanted to kid myself into believing I really was more human than anything else, but alas it was not meant to be. Turns out my father wasn’t human in the slightest, I have no idea what he is or was, but at least I know now. The other thing I learned was what your kind does and I’ll tell you this for free, no way in hell am I ever going to become another one of the lifeless bodies you leave in your wake.”

Malachi’s eyes grew dark and he practically growled in response until he was suddenly standing between my legs, with his arms locked in place on either side of my head. His face was only inches away from mine and I could feel his breath as he breathed in and out in ragged strokes.

“Just because my species is known for something, that does not mean that we all practice it. Yes, I may have sex and feed off of the woman while it’s happening, but I can also do that with a simple kiss and sometimes just a touch of our skin connecting will suffice if I only need a little pick me up. But I not drain them of their lives.”

His eyes were blazing and his breathing became more ragged, I also noticed his clenched jaw and the tick in his cheek. He couldn’t stop pacing, until he halted in his movements and stopped right in front of me.

“When I was growing up, I did kill a couple of ladies, but once I learnt how to control it my death toll never went up, unlike Lawson who kills for no other reason than for the sake of doing it.”

I didn’t know what to make of what he had said to me and I wished I could have held in my flinch when he placed the pad of his thumb upon my cheek. I expected to be bombarded with emotions and sensations, but nothing happened. The question must have been shining in my eyes, as he was kind enough to explain to me that he could switch his ability on and off. Just because we were making contact, it did not mean he would feed from me or make me feel something that was not real.

He sat back down afterwards and resumed his previous position, if only slightly further away from me than before.

“I’m sorry if I insulted you, I guess the people that I’ve been getting my information from are quite biased when it comes to your kind.”

“Most are Luna, unfortunately I haven’t met a single one of our female counterparts that doesn’t kill their play thing, but that is their choice. It is in our nature to kill but I choose to enjoy the experience itself and I’d much rather leave them in the same state they were in when we first met, if not a little more tired and usually hungry.”

“Why haven’t your scars healed?” I asked, presuming that he would have found someone to heal him by now.

“I’ve had to rely on humans lately and the dagger that Lawson used caused more damage than you can see, if I tried to use them to heal my scars than they would have died, and it may not have even worked.”

I’m not sure what made me say my next words, maybe I thought I should have felt guilt, knowing this happened because of me or maybe I felt connected to him in some messed up sort of way.