" Before I could howl in self-righteous indignation, Victoria resumed speaking." Before I could howl in self-righteous indignation, Victoria resumed speaking. "No, is true. She is your slave, even if it was accident. _Your_ fangs caused this, and she serves you, not me." Her voice dropped, and she looked at me with the brown eyes I loved so much. "I know how you feel. Do you think that I have not killed friend by accident before? This is more of vampire's curse." "Then I want to die before I _ACCIDENTALLY_ kill somebody else who used to be a friend," I shouted at her. Victoria wrapped herself around me, and I could not break loose. Her eyes glowed red. "No. You do not wish to die. You wish to be with me forever," she hissed. Her fangs, sharp and white, were fully extended. "This is our true nature, David. My father killed many of his friends because he could not stay away from them. You and I are abnormal. We do not kill all the time we bite. We have choice most times. We can live with mortals." "Jennifer can't. She's going to be a blood-sucking, coffin-sleeping vampire. She won't be able to realize her dreams anymore. And it's _all_ my fault," I argued, wallowing in self-pity. "You will train her, command her, or kill her." My fiancee paused. "If you wish for her soul to be free, then you may kill her. It would have been easier if I could have gotten body right away. Now, you must face her." I didn't say anything. "It would best be done by your hand, or by the hand of a loved one, for her sake. |