The Wretched And Divine
The Desperate Control
ALEX'S POV
"....He said it will take 4 to 5 days, week tops, for us to get our answer. We might even get it then and there if we present our case well. But, yeah, that's pretty much it." Andy smiled.
"Awesome. So what will happen if he likes what we present?" I asked curiously. Andy relaxed more into the couch, his eyes focusing on the floor for a second before returning to mine.
"The Head Master, his council, you, me, and my parents will all sign a document pretty much stating that we approve of it. Then the official legal document will get delivered to Max and Craig. It'll inform them of their sentence and that i have the right to kill Max and that afterwards Craig has to leave our coven. It will also say how if they run and try to hide they'll have to deal with the Head Master blah blah blah..." He trailed off. I nodded.
"Then you guys will fight...?" I questioned. Andy nodded and grabbed my hand.
"Yep."
"What if...What if he hurts you?" My eyebrows furrowed together in worry at the thought. It was obvious that Andy wouldn't come out of that fight completely fine, but it still scared me thinking he could get seriously hurt... or worse.
"I'm not gonna lie, he probably will. But keep in mind that vampires heal quickly and gashes or bruises, depending on how serious they are, won't last more than a few seconds. I have to decapitate him in order for him to die." Andy explained.
"Depending on how serious they are?"
Andy nodded and sighed. "Yes. If i get a deep gash in me it won't heal as quick as a tiny scrape would. Say he stabbed me, depending on how deep the wound is and where he stabbed me it could take minutes or even hours for it to heal." He said. Despite how badly i wanted this to happen, the mere thought of Andy getting seriously hurt made the want become less and less. What if something went wrong? I couldn't stand losing Andy.
"W-what if something goes wrong? What if he k-kills you?" I stuttered, my once content expression turning into a pained one. I bit my lip to stop the tears that threatened to spill.
"I don't really care what happens to me as long as that fucker dies." He shrugged. I felt a tear drip down my face.
"No..." I whimpered, wrapping my arms around Andy's waist and burying my face in his chest. "You can't die, Andy. I can't lose you. M..Maybe we shouldn't go through with this.." I whispered the last part, half afraid of how Andy would react. Strong arms pushed me away from the body i cuddled into, sending me to the other side of the couch.
"How can you say that? This is the only way to ensure he won't hurt you ever again! Isn't that what you want?" He asked, voice raised. A bit of anger washed over his pale features.
"It is, it's just...If there's a chance you'll get killed then it's not worth it. I don't want you dying for me. If you died, all if this would be for nothing. What if he killed you before you killed him? Then what?" I questioned. I wiped my tear stained face, thankful i didn't have any makeup on.
It was silent for a minute, the only sound being the faint voices from the tv. "I won't let that happen." Andy mumbled.
"You don't know that. You said so yourself; he could stab you really deep and it would weaken you a lot. Right then and there he could kill you." My voice shook the more i talked about the horrible possibility. Andy crawled over to the other side of the couch and pulled me into his lap, cradling me in his arms.
"I promise, i'm not going to die. I want nothing more than for you to be able to live without the fear of Max coming for you in the back of your mind. What kind of mate would i be if i didn't make sure you were 100% safe all the time?" He questioned, kissing my forehead. I sighed.
"I guess so.... Under one condition." I looked up to see one of Andy's perfectly shaped eyebrows raised. "I get to go with you."
"No." He stated simply, moving me off his lap and getting up off the couch. I followed him up to his room, a scowl on my face.
"Why?" I asked, sitting down on the bed next to him.
"It's not safe. He could attack you at any given moment. No." He repeated. I frowned and crossed my arms childishly. I watched as Andy got off the bed and kicked his combat boots off, tossing them carelessly by the closet.
"Then you're not fighting him." There was a hint of attitude in my voice. I knew i was on the verge of causing a fight with Andy, but at the time i didn't really care. He spun around, eyebrows furrowed together out of anger and annoyance.
"You can't tell me what i can and cannot do Alex." He laughed mockingly. I didn't like being laughed at in that way so it pissed me off.
I walked over to Andy and placed a hand on my hip. I had to lean up slightly so our face were closer since i was much short than he was.
"And neither can you. You either fight him with me there, or you don't fight him at all." I whispered threateningly. As he opened his mouth to answer, his bedroom door swung open.
"Guys come on, we're all going out to lunch." Ashley announced. Andy gave me a dirty look before he turned around and slipped his combat boots on.
"Come on Alex!" Ash urged when i didn't move. I returned Andy's dirty look before i sat back down on his bed.
"No thanks." I seethed. Andy rolled his eyes before dragging Ashley off who had a questioning look on his tanned face.
"....He said it will take 4 to 5 days, week tops, for us to get our answer. We might even get it then and there if we present our case well. But, yeah, that's pretty much it." Andy smiled.
"Awesome. So what will happen if he likes what we present?" I asked curiously. Andy relaxed more into the couch, his eyes focusing on the floor for a second before returning to mine.
"The Head Master, his council, you, me, and my parents will all sign a document pretty much stating that we approve of it. Then the official legal document will get delivered to Max and Craig. It'll inform them of their sentence and that i have the right to kill Max and that afterwards Craig has to leave our coven. It will also say how if they run and try to hide they'll have to deal with the Head Master blah blah blah..." He trailed off. I nodded.
"Then you guys will fight...?" I questioned. Andy nodded and grabbed my hand.
"Yep."
"What if...What if he hurts you?" My eyebrows furrowed together in worry at the thought. It was obvious that Andy wouldn't come out of that fight completely fine, but it still scared me thinking he could get seriously hurt... or worse.
"I'm not gonna lie, he probably will. But keep in mind that vampires heal quickly and gashes or bruises, depending on how serious they are, won't last more than a few seconds. I have to decapitate him in order for him to die." Andy explained.
"Depending on how serious they are?"
Andy nodded and sighed. "Yes. If i get a deep gash in me it won't heal as quick as a tiny scrape would. Say he stabbed me, depending on how deep the wound is and where he stabbed me it could take minutes or even hours for it to heal." He said. Despite how badly i wanted this to happen, the mere thought of Andy getting seriously hurt made the want become less and less. What if something went wrong? I couldn't stand losing Andy.
"W-what if something goes wrong? What if he k-kills you?" I stuttered, my once content expression turning into a pained one. I bit my lip to stop the tears that threatened to spill.
"I don't really care what happens to me as long as that fucker dies." He shrugged. I felt a tear drip down my face.
"No..." I whimpered, wrapping my arms around Andy's waist and burying my face in his chest. "You can't die, Andy. I can't lose you. M..Maybe we shouldn't go through with this.." I whispered the last part, half afraid of how Andy would react. Strong arms pushed me away from the body i cuddled into, sending me to the other side of the couch.
"How can you say that? This is the only way to ensure he won't hurt you ever again! Isn't that what you want?" He asked, voice raised. A bit of anger washed over his pale features.
"It is, it's just...If there's a chance you'll get killed then it's not worth it. I don't want you dying for me. If you died, all if this would be for nothing. What if he killed you before you killed him? Then what?" I questioned. I wiped my tear stained face, thankful i didn't have any makeup on.
It was silent for a minute, the only sound being the faint voices from the tv. "I won't let that happen." Andy mumbled.
"You don't know that. You said so yourself; he could stab you really deep and it would weaken you a lot. Right then and there he could kill you." My voice shook the more i talked about the horrible possibility. Andy crawled over to the other side of the couch and pulled me into his lap, cradling me in his arms.
"I promise, i'm not going to die. I want nothing more than for you to be able to live without the fear of Max coming for you in the back of your mind. What kind of mate would i be if i didn't make sure you were 100% safe all the time?" He questioned, kissing my forehead. I sighed.
"I guess so.... Under one condition." I looked up to see one of Andy's perfectly shaped eyebrows raised. "I get to go with you."
"No." He stated simply, moving me off his lap and getting up off the couch. I followed him up to his room, a scowl on my face.
"Why?" I asked, sitting down on the bed next to him.
"It's not safe. He could attack you at any given moment. No." He repeated. I frowned and crossed my arms childishly. I watched as Andy got off the bed and kicked his combat boots off, tossing them carelessly by the closet.
"Then you're not fighting him." There was a hint of attitude in my voice. I knew i was on the verge of causing a fight with Andy, but at the time i didn't really care. He spun around, eyebrows furrowed together out of anger and annoyance.
"You can't tell me what i can and cannot do Alex." He laughed mockingly. I didn't like being laughed at in that way so it pissed me off.
I walked over to Andy and placed a hand on my hip. I had to lean up slightly so our face were closer since i was much short than he was.
"And neither can you. You either fight him with me there, or you don't fight him at all." I whispered threateningly. As he opened his mouth to answer, his bedroom door swung open.
"Guys come on, we're all going out to lunch." Ashley announced. Andy gave me a dirty look before he turned around and slipped his combat boots on.
"Come on Alex!" Ash urged when i didn't move. I returned Andy's dirty look before i sat back down on his bed.
"No thanks." I seethed. Andy rolled his eyes before dragging Ashley off who had a questioning look on his tanned face.
@Red Phoenix77 i wrote this back when i was about 13 (im 18 now) but i assume that my thought process was that vampires weren't undead, they were very much alive. also, i was very inexperienced when writing this story so i didn't put too much thought into things. maybe i'll re-write it one day! :)
9/20/17