The Vampire's Reflection by Shayne Leighton

Author:Shayne Leighton [Leighton, Shayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Tags: Vampires
ISBN: 9781613335192
Publisher: Decadent Publishing Company LLC
Published: 2013-06-25T07:00:00+00:00

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Charlotte burst through the threshold, slamming the front door back on its hinges. Immediately, Sarah poked her head out from the library, book in hand. Charlotte glanced down to see that she was clutching a newly, bound edition of Anatomy of Vampires: Volume II. The pages looked crisp, like they were hot off the press. Apparently, Sarah had made a recent purchase.

With hot tears streaming down her face, fists balled up at her sides, Charlotte glared at the Witch. “If you were really my friend, you wouldn’t be doing this! Why would you try and take him away from me? Why can’t I come with you?”

She didn’t let Sarah reply before she bolted up the staircase, tearing open the door to the upstairs bathroom, and instantly slamming it closed. It caused all of the surrounding walls to shake.

Charlotte gripped the sides of the marble sink, gazing at her grubby image in the mirror. Along her lips and down her chin and neck ran her own blood. Her tongue swelled inside her mouth, but no pain, not even her scar, matched the pain on the inside. Her breathing was fevered and broken. Streaks of dirt smeared down her skin.

Charlotte pushed through her tear-stained, frustrated sobs to turn the hot water faucet in the modest bathtub that must have been at least eighty years old. It was antique, and old-fashioned, just like the rest of the bathroom. Violently, she yanked off her favorite dress, now grass-stained and packed with dirt and blood, and threw it to the floor. How could he be leaving her like this? And with whom was he leaving her? The likes of Lusian? Did he really think he was keeping her safe by doing that? She continued to sob, but the tears stopped coming, for it was as though she had run out.

Large spouts of steam began to blanket the small room. It eclipsed the mirror in fog so much that she couldn’t see her reflection anymore. It didn’t matter. She detested the sight of herself anyway.

She didn’t get into the bath. Naked, she leaned forward with her hands gripped to the brim of the tub, her head hanging down toward the floor. Defeated. Devastated. Once Valek made up his mind, there was no changing it. She knew that very well. Her scar wasn’t the thing that tormented her now. It was the utter deceit from the only one she’d ever trusted. Her face twisted in anguish from the pain living in her chest. Too much to take. She wanted to tear a hole in it and rip out her heart, just so she wouldn’t have to feel it anymore.

Finally, she put one leg in and then the other, wading through the hot water. She reached over and closed the curtain around herself, hoping to block out the rest of the world. She flicked the knob that let the water run through the shower head and buried her head in her hands. The rest of the tears she thought were no longer there commenced again.

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