Pixies and Vampires Just Don't Mix

Glares & Screaming Mothers.

"But your size!" Matthew yelled frantically.
I sighed, sitting on his large bed as he paced around his room with his fingers to his temples. He grumbled for a few seconds before each question came out.
We hadn't been hugging for a minute before he shot up from my side and began questioning his sanity, my sanity. He didn't believe me now.
"Seth gave me some potion that changed me." It still felt weird saying his name, since now I know he's a lying jack-ass.
More grumbles from the back of Matthew's throat, "What about your hair?"
"My hair always changes during this season." I said bluntly, I acted like this was no big deal while he panted and paced from wall to wall in his room.
He glanced at me for a split second, a scowl painted on his perfect, pale face. He glared at me, the glare I'd been so used to before. I dropped my shoulders and looked down that the carpeted floor, I watched his feet move back and forth.
"How did you get here?" He asked quickly.
"Seth brought me from his house."
"That's where you've been this whole time?! Seth took you?!" He stopped, turned and watched me with rage surfacing from his lifeless heart. I sunk down deeper into the bed, almost praying that he didn't lose it, didn't jump me and kill me there. I didn't want to admit it, but I was scared.
It must have been noticeable since the rage withered back down into his gut, saving itself for later, and he sighed. His shoulders were still stiff and his hands were shaking slightly. "I don't even know if you are her. You have no proof." He stressed to push the words from his throat without yelling his lungs out.
I shook my head, "You're right. I don't." Was that my first agreement with the almighty Matthew? I think it was. Well, I should write this moment down... oh, wait I don't know how.
I sighed and began the proses of picking myself up when I felt a tug on my right ankle that hurt in the slightest bit. I groaned in confusion, making Matthew look towards me. I knitted my brow and pulled up my dress to where it reached my knee and I tried to lift my right leg, the tug on my ankle came back but with greater force. It felt as though something inside my ankle was trying to cut it's way out each time I pulled away.
I whimpered and bent down to see my ankle had a broken chain hanging from the back on it. The chain was tinier than ever, like it was a necklace chain but small enough to wrap around a pinky. I frowned, the sides of the chain were dangling at the back of my ankle while maybe two or three chain links were stitched into my foot. One of the dangling ends was caught on one of the bed springs and it wouldn't let go and if I were to pull, the pain would come back.
Matthew stared at me in confusion, "What's wrong?" He asked.
I moaned, "My foot is stuck."
"Your foot is stuck? How in the world is your--" Matthew was cut off when he made his way across the room and bent down to see my foot and noticed the chain stitched into my ankle. "Oh, my God." were the only things that escaped his gaping lips.

Seth's P.O.V

His face was paler than usual, which was actually saying a lot since he was a vampire after all. He just sat there, his eyes staring off into space, he wasn't really looking at anything. If he were it'd have to be some extremely frightening by the way his face twisted in fear, shock, and surprise. The room was silent, apart from the humming of the music downstairs. The air was thick, I could feel his thoughts. The way his mind roamed from one thought to another, the way it couldn't put anything together, the way he wished he wasn't himself right now. I stared at him and shook my head before turning around to face Lenore, whom was standing by the wall, glaring at me.
I sighed, "Lenore--"
"Don't say my name." She cut me off.
I sighed again, "I'm sorry, but I had to do it otherwise you would have never told him." I tried to explain but she just stood there, her arms crossed over her chest. She actually looked like a regular human by the way she stood, her hip pushed out to the side with her opposite leg locked into the feminine death stance. Yet she looked like a regular vampire by the radiant beauty that seemed to glow from her very presence. Those gorgeous eyes that could kill if they please, which I'm sure they did. It only made me smile that I was in the center of her attention right now, even if the center of her attention was the worst place to be.
"Why are you smiling like that?" She asked the glare not lightening up the slightest bit.
I shook my head and turned it, looking in the direction that pointed towards Jasmine. Her posture was anything but graceful. She sat on Matthew's bed, leaning against the headboard, the scowl she gave me seemed to push though my insides and rip out my very heart.
Yes, it seemed I'd lost the trust of everyone in this world.
Lenore for giving her name out to Matthew. She'd get over it though, I knew she would.
Matthew for taking Lenore away from him and increasing the chance of his father's death.
And Jasmine for not telling her I was actually an angel and was only sent to earth for a plan. She believed I really didn't care about what happened to any of them when really it was the biggest concern in my life.
"Jasmine, I'm sorry, too. I didn't realize you'd have such a negative reaction."
"So, if you knew you wouldn't have told me?" She raised her eyebrow.
I sighed, she was making this harder than it had to be, honestly.
"No, I would have still told you. But I wish you wouldn't be so sour."
"Sour?!" She yelled, she lifted herself from the bed and glared even harder, "I'm not being sour!"
I raised my eyebrow now, was she blind? I just closed my eyes and sighed, looking back over towards Lenore. "You know I'm sorry, don't you?" I asked.
"Why is she mad at you?" I noted her avoidance of Jasmine's name and frowned, she was mad at her too.
"I told her I was an angel."
I heard a scoff from Jasmine as she sat herself back down on Matthew's bed.
"You're an angel?" Her eyes softened slightly and I felt my heart sink and jump back up again. I only nodded, in fear that if I spoke it'd come out as a less than manly squeak. "As in an angel ... from the after world? As in the creator?" I was actually surprised that Lenore knew about God. Was her life that adapted and knowing?
I nodded again.
She looked down for a second or two before looking back at me, "He's real?" she asked suddenly.
I nodded, not being able to speak.
I didn't know what was going to happen next, I didn't know if she was going to move, speak, or just stand there like before. I didn't know if Jasmine was going to groan and walk out of the room or sigh and smile. I didn't know what was going to happen but I certainly didn't expect to hear the next voice that filled the air. . .

Matthew's P.O.V

"Lenore..." my voice sounded faint, like I was off in a different world while another version of me, a weaker, more vulnerable, and realer version of me spoke in my place.
She looked away from Seth, her eyes widening slightly at the sound of her name. She looked at me, I expected a glare but she just stared at me as if she were waiting.
Waiting for what? For me to pick myself up and hit her, kill her, hug her, kiss her? Honestly, I didn't know what I was going to say next, I just said her name. I said her name like it was the only way to live for another few minutes.
"Matthew, are you okay?" Seth's voice broke through the daze I seemed to be in. The different world withered away and I sunk back into my body, tucking the weaker me back into my gut where it'd be left for another day. I looked over towards him and glared, "What are you doing here?" I asked, venom dripping from my words.
Seth smiled weakly and held up his hand, I didn't realize what exactly he was trying to do until I noticed chain of links dangling from in between two of his fingers, "I'm guessing you found this?" He asked.
I nodded, remembering pulling it from a spring on my bed and it coming out of her foot. She had yelled in pain and waited for herself to bleed to death until she realized her size was larger and her blood could clot faster before too much blood escaped. I had heard her scream, the weak, frightened, and smaller side of her showing through the hard shell she put herself in. That's when I couldn't take it anymore, I floated up into my little world, watching as I left her on my bed and sat at me desk, just watching nothing.
I didn't understand it, how the sound of her voice in a tone other than venomous hatred changed the way I acted so quickly.
I reached out and took the chain, it was cold and stained with blood in the middle. Luckily, I have fed before the party thus the blood from Lenore didn't effect me much.
I looked away from the chain and looked up at Lenore, she wasn't anything like I remembered her.
Her hair was no longer that glittering color of black, her eyes didn't shine a forest green, and her size the most different thing about her.
The way she stared at me froze me in my place, she wasn't glaring or stabbing me with her eyes, she was just staring. Like a normal person.
I wanted to read what she was thinking.
I wanted to know just how she felt right now.
I wanted to see into her very mind, learn all I could about her.
I wanted to learn about her life before she met me.
"We'll leave you." I heard Seth's voice, I took note that it sounded angered, depressed.
I looked up to see his face, to make sure I was right, but he was already gone with the the other girl that I didn't know.
I looked back down at the chain, avoiding Lenore's gaze. It felt weird calling her by name since I'd just learned it and was so used to calling her 'Pixie' or something like that. It felt like I wasn't even talking about her when I said 'Lenore', it felt like I was talking about a girl that shared her face but looked totally different from the pixie I knew before.
I finally looked up at her, she was waiting for me to speak.

Lenore's P.O.V

I watched him, he didn't move or say anything but his eyes spoke for him. Or at least, I think they did. I read that he wasn't feeling well, I read that he was upset, I didn't know why or how but I just knew. He looked up at me, he didn't look as angry as I'd remembered him being, he didn't seem as heartless. He actually looked like he had emotions other than anger and hate.
That frightened me a bit.
"Lenore?" He asked suddenly. Though I had been waiting for him to talk this whole time, it made me jump. Not the voice itself exactly, but the way it sounded. It wasn't bold and confident like I'd remembered it being. It was weak and uncertain, like he was waiting to be rejected. Rejected? By what? Me?
"Yes?" He jumped, too. Like I'd surprised him with my presence. Like he didn't even know I was there before I spoke. What was going on with us? Why was it suddenly so hard to just burst out in a screaming fit like I'd gotten so used to doing, why was I so calm?
"That's your name, right?" He asked. I actually smiled at him. Well, maybe not at him but at the question, I'd told him that was my name, did he need it written down? Well, if he did he was at a loss since I didn't know how to write.
"Yes." I answered. I saw a slight movement in his eyes, though they didn't move. It looked more like a twist of emotion from inside of him. It was like every time a word came from my mouth, his eyes would twist from emotion to emotion.
That frightened me a bit.
"Do you have a last name?" He asked me, he was growing in voice. It wasn't weak anymore, but calm and gentle.
I liked it.
"No."
He was silent. His eyes twisted again, from gentle to skeptical, like he didn't believe me.
"Do you?" I asked, wanting to see the twist in his eyes again. It didn't change.
"Gray." He answered. What kind of a name was 'gray'? Wasn't that a color or something?
"Matthew Alexander Gray." He spoke again. He sounded odd when he said it, like there was something else behind those words. Like he was holding something back.
I didn't ask, I didn't want to know.
He can have his secrets, I'll have mine.
I didn't say anything after that. Minutes seemed to pass.
He didn't move at all, though he moved his gaze back down to the floor.

Matthew's P.O.V

It felt like hours had passed us by after I'd told her my name.
My full name.
My human name.
I felt the need to tell her my real name since I'd found out hers.
My name was given to me by my parents Rose and Alexander. My real parents. My human parents. My parents before I was turned by the king and queen of vampires. My parents before I became the prince of the vampires.
Yes, like all vampires before me, I was turned, I wasn't born one. You can't be born one.
You can't be born dead.
I was hunting with my father in the mountains of Canada 147 years ago when they found me and killed me... and made me royal.
At first I was scared, angry, and depressed. I'd lost my family forever, lost my life, lost everything. And yet I'd gained everything with death.
That didn't seem possible before.
I didn't believe in any of this.
I didn't believe in vampire, pixies, werewolves or any of this. I just believe in humans, animals, and insects. That's all that needed to be feared, all that needed to be worried about, all I needed to believe. Until I died.
I was stuck in my flash backs of the night I died when the door to my bed room swung open and my mother's voice screamed through the room, "Matthew! He's dying!"

Lenore's P.O.V

Everything seemed to happen so quickly. All the screaming that filled my ears, the quick images that flashed before my eyes as I stood still in front of the king of vampire's sick body. His pale face looked slightly blue from the sickness I'd heard about. His jet black hair messy against his silky, white pillow.
I remembered Matthew's mother running into the room and screaming that it was time. The moment I'd heard her scream, my eyes darted over towards Matthew, waiting for him to jump up and take me away to his father to kill me and give him my blood. I waited, that's all I did as Matthew sat there for a minute or two like he hadn't even heard his mother's ear piercing scream.
He just sat there, his head hanging like he had died himself. I felt an odd pang of hurt at the thought of him just dying right there in front of me until I remembered he was already dead.
It wasn't until his mother screamed his name again that he slowly picked himself up and walked hesitantly over toward me.
I expected the worse, I expected pain and blood, I expected him to take me by my hair and drag me to his dying father.
He did nothing for a few seconds. He just stood before me, his hair hanging in his eyes. I wondered if he were staring at me through his bangs. I wondered what he was thinking, I wondered what he was going to do next.
I wondered until he quickly grabbed my wrist and held it tightly. That's when I really waited for it. Waited for it all to end. He paused. I tensed up.
I couldn't move even though I was screaming on the inside, I couldn't speak though I was kicking and trying to run away in my mind, I couldn't think or predict what happened after that.
He just looked up from staring down at me, he stared straight into my eyes. His light brown eyes held a new emotion that I'd never seen before; His eyes held fear, worry, and sadness. It made my heart jump and leap and skip a few beats.
It took me a second to realize I wasn't breathing.
He just stared at me for a moment before his voice came out in nothing but a pleading whisper, "Just come with me."
And I did.
I don't know why.
But I followed him.
I followed him to my death.
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Alright.
I kind of like this chapter.
I'm not sure if this is the second to last chapter or if I'll stretch it out a little.
xDDD

Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed it.
I'm thinking of putting up a character chapter after I finish the whole story so you can all see how I picture the characters. I hate it when people post the picture of the characters at the beginning of the story because then I can't make up my own character image, the one they choose is stuck in my head forever! (But I guess that's the whole point of the pictures, isn't it?)
But yeah, the character chapter is going to have pictures of the characters, their age(Lol), and their past(meaning how they died if they're vampires).
Like I said, I'm not sure if I'm going to post the chapter but I think it'd be pretty cool if I did.