Blood, Rose & Love

Blood, Rose and Love

One cold night, the wind was breezy as it blew my long, dark and silky hair. Standing alone in a red halter dress precisely at my balcony while facing the captivating scenery, I tried to remind myself to forget about him. He, who left me here, alone with only a crystal glass of red wine as my cure for loneliness at that time. Little by little, I sipped the bloody-like liquid and kept wondering where he has been missing all this while. A sense of worry triggered my body since I knew it would be a definite possible that he might be having a trouble if he doesn’t see me often. Then again, maybe he has found another unfortunate yet lucky girl to replace me.

“Screw him! He knows he can’t live without having me by his side.” I finally got bored with all the drinking as I took a one last sip from the crystal glass and threw it on the floor.
The crystal glass shattered into a million pieces but I just wouldn’t give a damn about it. It seemed that he has clearly stabbed a dagger into my heart. For the first time, he broke my heart and I felt the pain. What an excruciating pain of love. All of a sudden, a shadowy man-figured appeared in my room and made his way to the balcony with a weak motion.

My eyes wouldn’t let me have a clear vision. All thanks to the killing effect of the red liquor which I filled myself in with. Although, in the corner of my eyes, I could see the guy was tall and he was glowing in a beautiful way. He wore a long black cloak covering half of his face which makes him look ever so mysteriously stunning. Moreover, his ocean-like blue eyes were shining and glaring from far.

The wind blew harder as he stepped his foot on the tiles of my little art-nouveau like balcony and his cloak was blown from his head, showing off his fair yet pale face. He was more mesmerizing as the heavy wind blew the bangs of his black-jet hair smoothly. I just looked at that guy with a piercing stare and waiting for his next move.
“What do you want?” I asked him with my boring tone.
“I want you!” he said and immediately grabbed my waist just to get my body in contact with his. “I really need you, baby.” He was gently stroking my shoulder with his cold-skinned fingers up to my neck.
“I haven’t heard from you.” I pushed him away and crossed my arm while letting a tear drop from my brown eyes.
“Come on, baby. I’m here for you, now.” He smiled charmingly and trying to cover his weak yet dead eyes.
“You’re here only because of my blood, am I right?” Depression started to run in my thoughts.
“Why is it so hard for you to believe me, Moira?” He put me into his arms and took out a unique black rose from his satin cloak. The rose was blooming with glitters. The petals were crystal-like and the leaves were glowing heavenly. Overall the flower was breath-taking and obviously that one rare flower has captured my heart.
I was tongue-tied seeing the magical rose that my love, Skylar was about to give me.
“Isn’t this good enough to show you how much I love you?” Skylar whispered to my ear as he leaned close. He then, placed his lips on the rose petals to give a gentle kiss.
“So, are you still mad at me because I had left you alone and ended up with a surprise?” Skylar said while he was stroking my hair and at the same time, placing the shimmering wicked black rose on the palm of my right hand.

I was still amazed on how Skylar actually got the unique black rose that I desire to share with him since forever. The rose is rare and only a certain immortal who is brave enough for love could find it. It is said that if a pair of immortal owns this magical rose, they will have an everlasting love. Skylar loves me whole. All this while, I thought he was just using me for his sake of surviving in this world.

“Moira, I love you. I love you more than anything else! More than I actually thirst for your blood!” Skylar kept on going since there was not even a word coming out from my mouth at that moment. Skylar’s face was getting paler showing a sign that he needs to regain his energy back by having my blood runs in his vein.

A drop of tear fell down my cheek, feeling flattered on hearing that gorgeous vampire said those beautiful lines with his half-dead tone. “I love you too, Skylar.” I finally said and placed his head next to my shoulder so that he could reach my neck.
I clearly knew what he was lusting for. He has always been and forever will lust for the sweet taste of my blood and better yet I wouldn’t mind to bear the crucial pain that I had to face when he drank my blood out from my neck. If it’s my blood he needs to make his heartbeat keeps on beating, then I shall let him have it. Truthfully, only such full blooded vampires like us who lives in a fantasy of love could live on with each other’s blood without harming any human. The meaning of blood sucking pain to us is LOVE.

That night, Skylar drank my blood under the moonlight with the feel of love towards me. He knew his limit or when is the right time for him to stop. Skylar wiped the blood that got smudged on his lips as soon as he’s done and stared at me with his two unique blue eyes. I could read his mind pretty well as it was clear to say he was hunger for my kiss by just looking at those beautiful eyes of his. Without a moment to waste, he pulled me close and I gently reached his lips to give him the kiss that he was longing for. We kissed ever so passionately and amazingly, the magical black rose on my palm of hand slowly grew vines and it swirled around us.
I believe with all my heart, with or without the magical rose, Skylar and I will share an everlasting love together and nothing in this fantasy of ours could tear us apart. If we are immortals, then our love to one another should be immortal too.

The End