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Beautiful Remains

Death Has Come To Claim....His Not So Beautiful Remains

-----NICOLE’S POV-----

“Ah!” I groaned, being thrown against the wall.“Silence,” Josh spoke emotionless. ”Welcome home, baby girl.”He turned and began marching back up the creaky wooden stairs. Thirty-seven...thirty-seven stairs to freedom and I was too weak...too afraid to run. The heavy door slammed and locked behind him and I felt the opportunity to scream, “FUCK! YOU!” All I heard in reply to my anger was an evil chuckle.I lay myself back upon the cold, damp cement of the basement and hugged my knees to my chest, trying to keep warm. It’s as if the moment he left and I was alone, everything suddenly grew bone chilling cold. Shivering violently, I hugged myself into a ball as tight as I could and let my thoughts wander freely and as I began to fall asleep...I saw Ashley in my thoughts. In fact...he was in every single one.“Ashley...” I cried feebly, shaking.

-----ASHLEY’S POV-----

“Motherfucking asshole cock sucking piece of shit cunt bitch ass pussy mother fucker dick twat…..cum-wad!” I screamed, throwing everything in sight. “Fucking touched my fiancee! He’s probably beating the shit out of her right now! GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!!!!”

I threw the remote at the TV, shattering the screen and the remote. I slammed my fist against the window and rested my forehead upon the glass. I watched the rain droplets slide down the glass, in time with my tears. I then looked at the bed and began to cry harder than before...the bed looks so empty without her. My heart is so empty without her. God, I hope she’s okay.


I didn’t sleep in the bed last night...I didn’t want to feel the emptiness. Instead, I slept on the floor and cuddled with one of her stuffed animals to have something that smelt like her close by. I felt completely helpless right now...I had no idea where she was, if she was hurt, if she was even alive. I then remembered something very crucial to all vampires and their mates. If the mate is bitten by our regular teeth and not our fangs...we can see them in wherever they are, hear their thoughts, and speak with them through their thoughts. I closed the curtains, locked the door, and made sure that nobody could interrupt me.

-----NICOLE’S POV-----

“Nicole,” Ashley’s voice rang in my head.
“Ash?” I thought back.
“Yeah. It’s me, Tiger.”
“Wha-how?”
“It’s a power I...all vampires have, it’s used for situations like this. I want to know if you’re okay.”
“I’m okay for now.”
“Are yo...did he hurt you?”
I didn’t reply.
“Nicole...did he hurt you?”
“He...he threw me down thirty-seven stairs against a brick wall.”
Silence.
“Ash?”
“I….I’m coming to get you. I don’t know how but I promise that I will find you and bring you home. You believe me, right?”
“I believe you.”

Suddenly, Ashley left my thoughts and I felt alone again. I then saw a rock and, missing him so much, I decided to pick it up and draw something. I drew the BVB symbol, a heart, then A+N in the middle. I then lay on top of the heart and cried myself to sleep.

-----ASHLEY’S POV-----

Three months have gone by and I finally found it...I now knew exactly where Josh took her. Armed with my best friends and Kaitie, I lead the group out of the bus and down the raining streets of Detroit. Everyone who knew what we were nodded in hope that we came out alive...everyone who didn’t know hid in their rundown burnt apartments. We finally reached the oldest house with burn marks and boarded up windows at the end of the street. A massive two headed dog barked at us and tried to attack, but Jake chopped its heads off.

“Fucking hell hounds?” CC asked.
“He knew I’d come,” I scoffed.
“Did he expect us?” Kaitie asked, adjusting her corset after she pulled the knife from it.
“No.”
“Knock, knock mother fucker,” she smiled, kicking down the door.

I expected an army waiting for me but instead I found a throne with nothing on it but a rusty, metal chain. Suddenly, exactly what I was expecting came walking down that stairs. An army of women came trotting down the stairs followed by a man. I remembered him from that night at our hotel...and he had the same look of pride in all the wrong he’d done.

“Lost souls,” he smiled.
“Souls you made get lost,” Kaitie replied in shock. “You killed them…”
“So? They were going to die anyway, I just sped up the process.”
“By snapping their necks?” I asked.
“They had families!” Kaitie screamed.

She tried to charge Josh, but Andy held her back as she shook violently. Poor girl...one of her heightened emotions was empathy so she could feel every one of their silent thoughts. Andy held her close to his chest and hushed her until she could control their emotions and calm herself. I then looked at all of the grey, saddened faces of his army. I could see it in their eyes, they wanted to be free, they wanted to leave, they wanted this to be over.

Suddenly, they launched at us and I was knocked on my feet. I was rolled on to my stomach and had my face slammed into the floor. I grabbed chick’s hair, flipped her on her back and she broke open, leaking black goo. One down, twenty more to go and I’m not too happy that they had to be women. No, I’m not happy about punching women even if they hit me first but I have to fight...I have to get my Nicole back.

We overpowered the lost souls after an hour of fighting and, as I walked to the basement door, I felt I was being watched. I opened the door and a foot pressed extremely hard against my back, knocking me down the stairs. I looked up to see Josh standing over me with a sword raised over his head but, just before he could chop my head off, Kaitie jumped on his back.

He backed up and slammed her against a wall, pulled her hair, and elbowed her in the stomach but she still didn’t budge. Finally, she bit into his neck and ripped the skin off then tore his head from his body. The head fell to the floor and his body fell, lifeless, from her grasp. I then heard the whimpers of a broken angel’s voice.

“Nicole!” I shouted.

I ran to her quivering body that was curled into a corner of the cement basement. I unwrapped her arms from her knees and saw all the needle marks, all the cuts, all the bruises, everything from her past that Josh brought to life. She then went slack no shivering, whimpering, breathing, and the beating of her heart slowed drastically.

“No,” I cried. “No, no, fucking no. Nicole!”
“Ashley?” Kaitie asked.
“She...she’s dying. She can't respond or move or anything. What the fuck did he inject her with?!”
“It’s meth,” Jinxx spoke, shocked. "Apparently he's been giving it to her daily, judging by the smell of her blood. It's not sweet anymore...it's bitter and sour."
“A-Andy….I-I-I don’t know what to do.”
“Ashley...you have to-”
“NO! I’m not making her a fucking monster like me.”
“She’s going to die if you don't, Ashley!”
“I...I can’t.”
“A...sh...ley?” Nicole stuttered weakly.
“Hey, Tiger,” I cried while forcing a smile on my face for her.
“She’s dying,” Jinxx reminded me.
“It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. I’m gonna make it stop, okay? I’m gonna make it all go away.”

I moved the hair from her neck, extended my fangs, and inhaled deeply because I did not want to do this but it was the only way I could save her life. I bit into the exposed flesh of her skin and felt the venom release from the little slits in my fangs and enter her veins. When enough venom left to rid her body of the drug and replace the blood she lost, I retracted my fangs from her neck and waited as she changed from human to vampire.

Notes

Awe, did anybody almost cry when Ashley thought he lost Nicole? I cried while writing it. Let me know your thoughts and comments down below and I love you guys and have a nice day.

Comments

@Love the view from your heart
Lol I'll think about it ;)

Sequel please :D

What happened to the comments? Is my story bad all of a sudden?

What happened to the comments? Is my story bad all of a sudden?