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I ran over as fast as I could to where she was standing. The gentle patters of the rain falling down were a nice soothing sound. Reminded me of those late nights when she and I would hold each other in our secret hideouts we made in that hellish place. Our only escape at the time.
After a bit more running through the rain I made it to her, my Vanessa.
She stood there basking in the glow of the moon. It was defining her features so gracefully, not leaving a single aspect of her beauty hidden.
My heart turned into a mush of love and awe of her. I'm probably the luckiest guy alive, heh. She must've heard my footsteps because she turned to look at me eyeing me up and down and finally giving me the sweetest smile you could ever imagine. Her magenta eyes sparkled like a geode, so ever so gorgeous.
I took a second to get out of my trance and grabbed her delicate hand, leaving a kiss. I looked up at her and gave her a pointy smile due to my vampiric fangs. She always giggles whenever I smile, she must find it amusing to see my semi-crooked fangs while I smile at her. I always try to make her happy as much as I can since she constantly lives with self-hate due to the things the humans put her through. Well, both of us. She blames herself for what they did to me as well, though there was no way she could have stopped them. I tell her endlessly that she doesn't need to carry this guilt, but she's as stubborn as can be. I don't think anything I could ever do would make her stop hating herself; that's why I try my hardest to distract her from those thoughts any chance I get.
She wrapped her hand around my waist and brought me closer to her which surprised me. She very rarely shows affection towards anyone; for what reason I don't know, but I hope she will tell me someday.
We locked eyes for a moment before she leaned in and kissed me in the midst of the storm. It was the most loved I had ever felt in my life all thanks to her.
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Do you remember her, Koa?
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I woke up in a cold sweat. It was quiet in the forest that I had passed out in, only the sound of the river in the background.
That dream.... it was just a mere fragment of a meaningful memory from when she was still in this world.
Nothing is right in the world now, not without her.
She was dead.
There was nothing I could have done to prevent it.
But it was still my fault that she died.
All because I let her love me
because my selfish desires needed themselves to be quenched of their thirst for love and comfort
because I couldn't be a man and keep going through my pain and woes
because I had acted as a boy, a stupid naive boy.
Now my only goal in life is to find that goddess. Or at least, what remains of her, legend says she was brutally murdered and by her lover, nonetheless.
Hmm, where in the world are you, Melani Niven?