Chapter 2 - Lifeless

*Blair’s Point of View*

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I gritted my teeth in anger when I felt that there were no signs of life that I could feel below the ground, where my Pryce is buried. This can't be. She is not gone! There is no way!

Then I felt my whole being become weaker when I remembered clearly the events that happened before I blacked out. She saved me from being the one that should die. She died because of me. It's all my fault. I should be the one to blame. No, I don't believe at all in that bullsh*t prophecy that she should die. I don't want to think that she is gone. I need to get her out. I need to bring her back to life. I need her because I would be broken without her. And, I don't know what to do and what would happen to me, if so. I can't imagine it. And, I am afraid that I would fall out of control of my own self. 

I took a deep breath to compose myself and to make up my mind. I need to get her out.

Feeling all the positivity that I have left in my overwhelmed mind, I took hold of her tombstone and used my strength to pull it out and throw it away from my sight. She is not dead. Well, I would love to blow it up with a fireball, but I am afraid that my energy will drain out quickly. It's also raining so hard, so that would have no use at all. I will just pulverize it some other time.

After there was no more hindrance to my way in digging up her grave, I took hold of the mud as I kneeled on the ground.

Then I flinched when there was something moving in the chunk of mud on my palm. I looked at it closely with my fierce red eyes while I grit my teeth, making my fangs retract.

"I swear, if you have eaten her, I will really kill every single one of you. You wouldn't want to be messing with this mad hybrid and this erratic princess of both my races, you damn earthworms. I am not kidding at all. I will gather all of you and toast all of you at once. I will do it." I hissed while feeling so much misery, and I shook my head lightly as I proceeded to dig the dirt using my bare hands.

When the rain has slowly stopped, I can now feel that something has been streaming down my cheeks. Tears. Tears of agony. Why do I have to lose her? Why? I don't understand the world and life itself. Yes, I did find that I have my mother alive, yet was I really destined to lose the girl that made me feel like I am a person? That I could be a good human, too? I never really thought that vampires have emotions, though. And, she is the only one that made me feel lots of feelings while I am in this form. But... Where is she?

As I am out of my mind while dealing with the mud that has been covering her tomb, I stopped when I realized something that I had done the night before the war. I made love with her. Yes, we made love. And, it was the most wonderful thing that I have experienced my whole damn life. It was... Extraordinary. And... I bit her. I bit her and tried to convert her into a vampire, using some amount of my blood to flow through her veins. Yet, I don't think that it did work. Well, there's only one way to find out. I need her body. Dead body.

Seeing something like a light in my darkness, I closed my eyes and thought of her. Our happy moments together are worth cherishing. She is just so amazing in any other way. And, I would give everything that I have and do everything that I can just to bring her back to me. My Pryce. I need you.

I slowly fluttered my eyes open, and, using my night vision, I could see that I am face to face with a white surface while lying down on my back.

And, with all the courage that I have left in my system and some sprinkles of optimism, I slowly turned my head to my right. Hopefully, I won't be faced to face with her bones only. Though I am not ready to accept my ultimate loss, I am still ready to take my chances that I could make things better.

Then a sad smile formed on my face when I finally got the sight of her face. She still looks so beautiful as always. Her blonde hair was braided neatly on the left and ran through her neck to her chest. And, my favorite thing about her features was her electric blue eyes. I would pay any price just to have a glimpse of them again looking so happy and full of devotion.

I reached for her left hand and felt all the coldness of her skin, and I let out a sigh of uncertainty. Right now, I want to cry and scream, yet something in me tells me that there could be a chance to bring her back. That something is the stubborn Blair. The stubborn one that she hates and loves at the same time.

To fulfill my not-so-sure-if-it-works plan, I snuggled closer to her and put her in my embrace to take her lifeless body with me inside my house.

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Staring at her corpse lying down on my bed, I contemplate what to do first. Should I use my witchiness to heal her? But, what would I heal if there is no... Wound. No, there is! She was impaled with a silver spear through her chest, and I was, too, but it didn't kill me. She saved me from the direct hit.

Then I hurriedly went to take a look at her chest to find the wound that the ugly false King Damien of the werewolves that I turned into ashes caused her. And, I saw some hope when I saw that it's still fresh. Maybe I could still heal it. Thankfully, it's not straight to her heart, yet it still killed her because of the silver.

Using all that I know about the healing spell of the witches that my cousin has taught me, I closed my eyes and focused on performing it as I kneel on the floor to be on her level. I hope that this will work.

After some time of trying, I opened my eyes to see my work. And I frowned when I saw no progress. It just made me weaker. No, I can't do it properly without myself in good condition. I need more blood in my system.

To ease my needs, I thought of the portion of my house where my fridge could be, and I arrived at the front porch. The fudge? Where the heck is the fridge? Damn it. I think my vampire mode is malfunctioning. 

I took a deep breath while I held the doorknob to open the locked door, and my eyes widened in shock when I destroyed the door as I pulled it open. 

"I will just deal with you tomorrow at daylight," I muttered as I carefully laid the detached door from its frame at the wall that is the nearest to my right.

And, when I stepped inside my house, I noticed the darkness was waving at me even if I could see clearly, and I tried to think of switching the light on. But, I was startled when I heard something explode at the wall on my left. Hmm, the power system just died. Fudge this house!

When I arrived in the kitchen, I tried to sense the presence of blood everywhere, but I couldn't find any scent of it. Weird. I still have like seven blood bags in the cooler. Those ugly werewolves should not have dared to touch those or else... Well, they all died, I guess. No, they were killed.

After opening the door of the steel box before me, my eyebrows met in wonder as to why there is nothing in here. Who the hell robbed my supplies? All of them. My precious fruits, veggies, eggs, no, I have no eggs, I am vegan as heck. My ice cream packs were gone as well. Ugh, damn the one who stole them. They should have just taken this stupid refrigerator with them if they will leave me nothing! Or the whole house! F*ck! This situation makes me curse like hell. And, no, I shouldn't. I promised Marge that I would minimize cussing too much.

After finding nothing but a headache from my blood bags hunting, I teleported back to my room to feel all miserable again, staring at my mate's lifeless body. 

"I will just be back, Pryce. I promise I will... I will bring you back to me, in my arms. I love you so much. And, I missed you. You and your voice and everything about you." I told her even if she can't hear me, and I leaned down to kiss her pale lips. Then, something popped up in my mind. Will she wake up if I kiss her? True love's kiss? Sleeping Beauty? Well, she was my Sleeping Lady.

When my lips touched hers, memories of the times when I used to steal kisses from her whenever I lurked in her room at night without her knowing came back to me. I was just taking advantage of the ability to teleport, the moment where she is sleeping, and the spell to make her fall asleep. I was the freakiest freak she has known her whole life, and I would forever be one.

Her lips on mine, one of the most beautiful sensations that I have felt in my system; though I was scared of it the first time it happened, I craved it after our second time. It's amazing.

When I felt no response from her, I broke off and felt gloomy again.

It's time for me to leave her for a matter of a few moments. I need blood—lots of it. And, to find some, I closed my eyes and thought of the place where I can purchase bags of it. Why purchase when I could just snatch? I have no time to look for any penny, sign many papers that I don't read, and answer lots of whys, whats, and sh*ts from nurses and doctors. I need it urgently.

When I opened my eyes, hoping that I was not anywhere far from the closest hospital in the city, I inhaled deeply as I found myself somewhere familiar. Yes, I am far from any hospital. My unstable mind and heart took me to the place where she asked me to be hers. The girls' restroom in her academy. The place where I was punished for being the best in attendance at the principal's office. Detention freak. But, hey, we have our make-out sessions here, and it was my favorite part of my punishment.

And, I looked at myself in the mirror, to which I couldn't see anything. Then I wished on my necklace to make me human, and I finally saw my muddy face and clothing. And I proceeded to wash my face, hands, and arms. 

I stared deep into my sad green eyes and saw something that slowly fell from them. Tears again. But this time, I could feel my chest tightens as I remember everything that I am going through. Being human makes me feel so vulnerable and helpless. I feel like I am breaking with every moment of me in this form if I am not aware that she is okay. She is so freaking far from being okay. She is not even breathing and moving. And I need to do my plan right away.

I turned back into a vampire and thought of the place where I could get supplies of blood. Thankfully, I really am inside the hospital because I see lots of people wearing white, and some are green. Also, I can smell the aroma of the thing that I needed most. The one that I thirst for—human blood.

I teleported to the portion of this establishment where they are storing the precious yummy red matter, and I did my best to hide inside a doctor's uniform that I had taken from someone's locker. I am Doctor... Thales. Yeah, and I don't know if he's a she or if she's a he. Either way, I am going to rob some things that have been robbed from my fridge.

When I walked inside the room, I couldn't help but turn my head to the person who just walked past the hallway near the entrance of this room. A familiar aura. Very familiar.

Then I went to follow her scent to find out what she was doing here. 

I walked about ten feet behind the blonde-haired girl, and I noticed that she was wearing a robe like mine.

And when she finally halted in front of a room's door, I hid behind the person walking before me. Finally, I walked closer to the room when I saw her go inside.

With my eyebrows meeting each other in confusion, I read the nameplate posted at the door. 

"Dr. Andrea Montgomery-Jordan?"