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It really hit Laura on her 23rd birthday. She was growing older and Carmilla was not. Lines were starting to form on her face with age and stress. She looked in the mirror and sighed. The slight wrinkles on her face and lines around her eyes intensified when she frowned. She hated the looks they got. Carmilla’s face hadn't changed since the day she had met her girlfriend back when Laura was 19. The same black hair and thick black makeup, the same dark clothes and same sexy body. Laura on the other hand had put on a little weight (All those cookies and sugary drinks finally took their toll on her) and she had cut her long hair. The signs of age were starting to show on her face. She had recently graduated from college and was working as a secretary for a small business. She was happy.
The dread of growing old while Carmilla stayed eternally young was sickening and Carmilla was starting to worry about Laura. Laura had called off work again and was laying on the couch.
“Are you ok?” Carmilla asked sitting beside her girlfriend on the couch wrapping an arm around her. “You’re not sick. I know what you are like when you are sick and this is not you sick. I don’t know what this is creampuff but it sure isn't sick.”
“I just don’t feel right is all” Laura said calmly looking at Carmilla. She did not want to bring up her emotions and thoughts. Carmilla would laugh at her and say “That’s just how the world works, Cutie.” She just wouldn't understand and would smirk at her. She hated when Carmilla was sarcastic with her.
“What do you mean you don’t feel right?” Carmilla asked with a mix of concern and dread. Was Laura leaving her? Was she sick with a disease and didn’t have long to live. Carmilla’s mind was racing. Her fears surfacing as much as she tried to hide them. “Are you leaving me?”
“What? No! What gave you that idea?” Laura was confused “No I am not leaving you. I’ve just been thinking…” She trailed off she didn’t want to tell Carmilla what she had been thinking about. She knew it was stupid and she knew what Carmilla would
say. “It’s nothing. Forget I said anything”
“No it’s not nothing! You’ve been calling off work at least once a week since your birthday! There’s obviously something wrong and I want to know! Don’t make me tie you up and starve you till you almost die just to get answers from you.” She smirked. They both smiled faintly at the memory of what happened four years earlier.
“I’ve just been thinking about us lately…. I’m going to grow old and you won’t love me anymore. You… you’ll be forever young and find some other young naive girl for you to play around with. You won’t love me when I am gray and old…” By this point Laura was crying. All Carmilla could do was stare. Of course she had thought about that but she had accepted that she would one day lose Laura. As much as it hurt her to think about she knew it was true and there was nothing she could do about it. She had accepted the fact that she would always lose the girls she loved and she was fine with it. (She really wasn’t)
“That’s not true” Carmilla finally said “I’ll always love you. Even when you are old and grey. You mean everything to me and you are all I have. I won’t stop loving you just because you’ve grown old.”
Laura was crying even harder. She didn’t want to grow old and watch Carmilla stay young and beautiful forever. She knew there was only one option and she knew Carmilla would be against it. She knew she had no chance, and its not like she wanted to be a vampire for any other reason… all she wanted was to be with Carmilla for as long as she could. She looked Carmilla in the eyes.
“Turn me into a vampire”