AVA
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AVA POINT OF VIEW
I laughed out loud, thinking it was another one of Valentin's jokes. "Oh, sure, Valentin," I said, playfully rolling my eyes. "You're just full of surprises today."
But as I looked into his eyes, I saw something there that gave me pause. A glimmer of sincerity, a hint of vulnerability.
For a moment, I wondered if he was actually telling the truth.
But then Valentin's face broke into a smile, and he chuckled. "Gotcha again, Ava," he said, shaking his head. "You're so gullible."
I felt a pang of disappointment, realizing he hadn't been serious after all. Or so I thought.
But as we continued to talk and joke around, I couldn't shake the feeling that Valentin had been telling the truth. That he really did have feelings for me.
And I couldn't help but wonder, what if?
What if he hadn't been joking? What if he really did mean what he said?
But I pushed the thoughts aside, not wanting to get my hopes up. After all, Valentin had brushed it off as a joke. He probably didn't mean it.
Or did he?
VALENTIN POINT OF VIEW
I watched Ava laugh and joke, feeling a pang of disappointment. I had meant what I said, but she didn't believe me. She thought it was just another joke.
I couldn't blame her, really. I had been playing her all day, telling her outlandish stories and watching her react. But this time, I had been serious.
For a moment, I considered telling her the truth. Telling her that I really did have feelings for her. But I hesitated.
What if she didn't feel the same way? What if she thought I was crazy?
So I brushed it off, telling her it was just another joke. But deep down, I knew it wasn't.
As we continued to talk and laugh, I couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. I wanted Ava to see me, to really see me. To know that I wasn't just a charming, sarcastic vampire, but a person with feelings and emotions.
But for now, I would keep that hidden. Keep it locked away, even from her.
After all, I had been alone for centuries. What was a little longer?
As we talked, I noticed Ava's eyelids starting to droop. She was getting sleepy, but I didn't want her to go to bed yet. I was having too much fun conversing with her.
But at the same time, I hated it. I hated that I enjoyed her company so much, because she was human. And humans were...fragile. Temporary.
One thing that always came to my head when I saw humans was blood. The smell of it, the taste of it. It was like a constant whisper in the back of my mind.
But with Ava, it was different. When I looked at her, I didn't think of blood. I thought of...her. Her smile, her laughter, her sparkling eyes.
It was strange, and it made me uncomfortable. I didn't know how to process it.
"Ava, stay awake," I said, reaching out to gently shake her shoulder. "I'm not done talking to you yet."
She smiled, her eyes fluttering open. "Okay, Valentin," she said, her voice husky with sleep. "But just for a little longer. I'm exhausted."
I nodded, feeling a pang of guilt. I shouldn't be keeping her up. But I couldn't help myself. I wanted to be around her, to talk to her, to...be with her.
And that was the problem. I was a vampire, and she was human. And I had no idea how to reconcile that.
I was still talking, trying to keep Ava engaged, when suddenly she fell asleep. Her head nodded forward, and I quickly reacted, catching it on my shoulder.
For a brief moment, I felt...weird. It was as if my body had forgotten how to react to human touch. It had been so long since I'd been close to someone like this.
Ava's head was heavy on my shoulder, her breathing slow and steady. I could feel her warmth, her pulse beating against my skin.
It was...intimate. Too intimate.
I tried to shift away, but my body seemed rooted to the spot. I didn't want to move, didn't want to break the connection.
But I knew I had to. I was a vampire, after all. I couldn't get too close to humans. It wasn't safe...for either of us.
I slowly lifted Ava's head off my shoulder, cradling it in my hands. She stirred, murmuring something in her sleep.
I smiled, feeling a pang of...something. Affection? Tenderness?
No, I couldn't feel those things. Not for a human.
But as I looked at Ava, I couldn't help but wonder...what if?
But something suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks. The urge to taste her blood. It was overwhelming, irresistible.
I tried to fight it, I really did. But it was no use. My fangs began to ache, my mouth watering at the mere thought of sinking them into Ava's soft skin.
I had no choice. I removed my hands from her head, trying not to touch her skin anymore. I couldn't risk losing control.
I hurried to my room, slamming the door behind me. I leaned against it, trying to catch my breath.
What was wrong with me? I had been around humans before. I had never lost control like this.
But Ava was different. She was...Ava.
I slid down the door, sitting on the floor. I put my head in my hands, trying to calm myself down.
I couldn't believe I had almost lost control. I couldn't believe I had almost hurt her.
I wouldn't let it happen again. I would stay away from her, no matter what.
But as I sat there, I couldn't shake off the thought of her blood. Rich, sweet, and irresistible.
I growled in frustration, pounding my fists on the floor.
Why did I have to be a vampire? Why did I have to be cursed with this thirst?
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