|Your Death, My Kiss
Author: EmoPissass PM
"So now, your sweet death will be the only thing that turns me on."-Jayden JonesRated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Family - Chapters: 61 - Words: 65,865 - Reviews: 14 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 05-18-13 - Published: 06-22-12 - id: 3034742
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Jayden awoke, her stomachs' rumble echoing in her coffin. Her eyes changed to match the irritation of the aching corpse. Plain hysteria surrounded her in the claustrophobic crypt, running through her panicked mind. Jayden pounded on the wooden lid, her pathetic cries and whispered whimpers not helping her situation. Her hands groped for the switch, her final cries to live becoming softer and softer. Drowsy eyes couldn't allow the vampire to have power over her own mind. With a final adjustment to the dark, Jayden found herself exposed to her bare room.
I have GOT to get a flashlight, the young vampire reminded herself as she attempted to get her heart beat back to normal. The time of twelve came across her path and she groaned, her eyes examining the hallway in the hopes that one of the three weren't using the washroom. Faint heartbeats and low gasps flooded the three bedroom apartment and Jayden sighed. Carefully, she made her way through the living room and into the dining-kitchen. With a quick look behind her, Jayden took her key and jacket before releasing herself into the town.
Three months had passed since the fate of the Jones' orphans and the change of the eldest. Since Erikk Williams had waltzed into the heart of Jayden three years ago, the family had become dysfunctional. At first, they were small things like skipping classes or a bit late for curfew. As they grew, a beloved daughter and friend lost sight of all importance; her world becoming him.
"That's the last straw!" Her father had screamed as her mother lit a candle believed to be comforting. "Jay, can't you see what he's doing to you?"
The eldest girl stood up, the bruise in the middle of her back cursing bloody murder. "No. Can you see that I'm happy with him?"
Her father stood up also. The two of them got into a scrapple as the flames went out. Tears and rationality fled from Jayden. "I hate you!"
And she left without another word or objection.
"Bitch, I'm talking to you!" A girl, no larger than 5'1", screamed. Jaydensmirked, wanting to taunt the blonde haired, blue eyed shortie.
"Oh, I'm sowwy… Wait, no I'm not." The little girl narrowed her eyes as another person stepped in.
"Mary, let it go." Both girls' turned to the boy of the group. Mary, as he had called her, began a high-pitched argument so loud that dogs from five miles away would attempt to answer the call. Jayden, on the other hand, stared in awe. Short and straight brown hair shaded him nicely, casting a shadow over his forehead. Tanned skin suited his jade green eyes, making him appear much more like a gem to be found. A semi-smile played upon his lips as she turned to the little girl who was more infuriated than ever. Jayden listened for a moment, only hearing one heartbeat. Confusion drowned her in deep mortification as she passed the once happy couple.
Although humans and vampires live on this planet without killing one another much, vampires are more anti-social and must follow religion assumptions. Coffins are part of the acceptance stage toward parents and many cliché's like blessed water and crosses don't do much yet, each vampire must fake the repelling of every idea. The only thing humans got right was drinking blood. Jayden reminded herself of the rules while mocking humanity. It was as if vampires were the reason humans are pathetic because of the intolerance to accepting the person inside the beast.
Yeah right, Jayden thought as a sudden idea came into mind, shudders attacking her spinal cord. Human and vampire breeding will never be OK; especially since loving a human is disgusting and low. Trashcans shuffled, pulling her out of her thoughts for the second time that night. Within moments, her fangs and eyes were fully equipped to kill. Her stomach purred as the screams flooded the air and blood slid down her throat, sticking to her hair and dripping down her shirt.
Her body wretched of blood by four o clock as her mummified and stiff body ached for bed. Jayden stumbled across various objects, her numbed mind causing less pain within. Tears left her eyes as the victims she had killed had come to her mind. A monster is all she was, all she'll ever be. The persistence of staying alive had caused a bigger grief within her family. A weird life as a sister, mother, teacher, student and vampire came to a sudden conclusion; Jayden Jones was, obviously, never going to have a normal life like she wanted with a white picket fence.
The early birds began to rise as Jayden stared at her coffin lid, becoming more and more depressed by the moment. Love would never find her again, she was sure of that. Leaving Erikk was the hardest part of her whole world. Nothing could calm her once he came into her mind. Tears fled as she remembered his face with the sexy smirk that told everyone he was happy. But not happy enough to not destroy you and everything you stood for. Her mind reiterated for her. She flopped to her front, sweat pouring down onto her pillow.
I'll always love you. Those words pierced into her heart. Jayden frantically gripped her neck, imagining the blood that once poured from her veins into his mouth. That reverence that dripped down all over his chin and chest continuing to flood down. Her gasping pain was his sweet feed. As he had reminded her, Jayden's blood was the sweetest he had ever tasted. The only blood he had wanted in his eighteen years of being a born vampire. Those words tore into her as her eyes sunk into her skull. Depression had taken its toll as her eyes opened and shut. Sweet abyss called to her, seducing her as the waves on the Californian beach had. But nothing like that would matter, she reminded herself, once I'm reunited with him. I'm dead until he's with me.