If you were the last vampire on earth... it would be enough. Just you and me. Me and you. YOU AND ME!
"You, my love, are beauty itself"
OR
The retailing of Lestats life told by the closest person to the man himself- the only vampire on earth who kn...
Not a word is passed between Daniel and i. He doesn't know what to say and i don't know how to explain what has to be said.
We are quiet until i find the few words I care to let pass through my lips
"Louis never understood and i don't believe he ever truly will.
He will never understand why i returned to Lestat that night and our once budding relationship burned out as quickly as it set alight, because of it.
I loved Lestat. With my whole being, with every fibre of it, i loved him.
But that type of love isn't always a blessing... sometimes it can turn into a curse without it ever being realised."
I trail off as i notice Rachel enter the room
She walks over and mutters something in my ear. I nod at her before she turns and leaves.
When i glance back at Molloy he is looking at me with a questioning look on his face.
I ignore it as i continue on after clearing my throat
"As much as it may sound like i went back to Lestat having completely forgiven him... in reality it was anything but..."
...
I entered our house at 6 am, just as the first beams of light were falling out of the sky and illuminating the outside.
The house was silent... eerily silent.
As i walked through the entrance way i glanced into the sitting room.
The scene of our argument was no more. Everything was cleared up- there was no trace of our earlier dispute apart from a missing picture on the wall.
I kept a hard look on my face as i continued through the house. I entered the kitchen to the sound of an object hitting the floor.
"putain d'enfer!" Was heard soon after
(Fucking hell)
I saw Lestat crouched on the floor picking up pieces of ceramic.
I had no idea what he had intended to do with the bowl, but I didn't care to ask.
As he scooped up the majority of pieces in his hands and stood, i noticed a single sharp piece by my feet.
He turned and caught eyes with me as i lent down and picked up the object.
"mon amour...tu es revenu...bien sûr que tu es revenu" He said
(My love... you came back... of course you came back)
I stood up straight, from picking up the object, and i crossed my arms
"Le salon a l'air normal... comme si de rien n'était" I said
(The sitting room looks normal... like nothing happened)
"Yes... it didn't take long really" He said "Though i have no doubt we will be finding glass for a few weeks" He added
"And i have no doubt that you realise you deserved it" I retaliated quickly
It was quiet as we stared at each other.
"Yes" He breathed out, after a minute "I did deserve it" He finished before he turned towards the table and started to put the broken pieces of pottery down.
It's quiet as he does so, the only sound being the pieces dropping onto the wooden surface.
"I could have left you" I suddenly said as i realised it myself
"Yet you didn't" Lestat quickly added with a smile
"I should have left you" I said with a scoff, quickly after his words.
I scowled at the small smile he held on his face- full of smugness.
Spinning around i started to walk towards the door, this was all a bad idea, i couldn't fix us again- there was no reason for me to have come back-
Lestat suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking my way out
"You love me... you know we are ment to be together for the rest of our lives" He said
I scoffed as i tried to get around him.
He stayed, blocking my way, as he looked down at me.
"You love me" He said again
I continued struggling to get past him.
His face contorted to one of anger
"You. Love. Me- say it!" He demanded with an increased volume
"I hate you, Lestat" I suddenly shot at him as my anger took over "Don't you understand that I fucking hate you?!" I said, louder, once more
I stood, seething in front of him. For a moment his face only continued to hold a look of anger and annoyance, until it suddenly contorted into what i least expected... a smile. I had just told him i hated him and he was... smiling?
He lent forward, close to my ear, causing me to shiver
"Even better" He whispered before he slowly pulled back, allowing his lips to linger on my skin.
I stood in front of him seething with anger but also loathing the feeling of butterflies that erupted in my stomach.
I almost growled at him as i glared "You don't get to tease me anymore. You don't get to whisper in my ear. You don't get to even fucking look at me after what you've done" I said "The only reason i am back here- The. Only. Reason- is because i do not even know what i am without you" I spoke as my voice broke, unintentionally
"You asked me to marry you and then not even 6 hours later you turned another just because you wanted extra company and he was in a vulnerable state" I took in a breath as I glared at him "I got betrayed, lied to and disrespected while my heart and my intentions were genuine...and i will never forget that"
I pushed him out of the way again and this time he let me.
I almost made it out of the room, almost
"Victoria i asked you to marry me, because i love you. I turned you because i love you- everything i do is because i love you-"
"Just stop Lestat" I said in a strangled cry "If you loved me then you would have never turned Louis... the only way you can fix us now is through a miracle, one that you don't hold the power to make happen" I said "you don't want to hear it... but that's the truth"
Before i turned and walked up the stairs i dropped the sharp, knife-like piece of pottery into his hands.
The action meaning nothing but everything at the same time
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