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Victoria walked into the grooms’ room after hearing, from her least favorite female acquaintance, that her husband-to-be was having company. Privately. She walked down the hall in her wedding dress, of which was made just for her, and marched right into the room. She slammed the door open and found her best friend necking with Joseph. She didn’t know what to say to them both that expressed the feelings that she felt. Samantha had been her friend since childhood. She had shared everything with her, had even asked if she should marry Joseph.
Now she understood Samantha’s reasoning. Victoria threw her ring at them after standing in the door way watching them squirm, desperate to right their clothing. Not knowing what to say to them, Victoria turned on her heal and slammed the door on her way out. Tears ran down her cheeks, her mascara running with them. Victoria pulled her vale off of her head and took her hair down, leaving a trail of pearl hair pins behind her. The dress was long and had a foot long train behind her. She stomped into the chapel and looked at all the family and friends waiting to see a wedding. “It’s all off! Go home!” she yelled out at them. Startled, the people looked behind them at her.
Not wanting to be looked at like that, she turned and left the room. Victoria was called from behind her, it was her stepmother. “Vic, wait please! Vic! Wait!” she caught up to Victoria and stopped her. “Look at me, Vic. What happened?” she asked her while pulling a strand of heavily hair sprayed hair away from her face. Victoria didn’t want to explain it to her.
“Go ask Joseph and Samantha!” Victoria told her stepmother. She tore away from her grip and picked up her train over one arm and ran out of the church. By now Victoria was sobbing and stumbling blindly through the church’s graveyard. Her light brown hair was free and bouncing around her as she ran. Victoria didn’t think of where she was going and didn’t care. The new cemetery met the old. The headstones were worn and cracked; on some you couldn’t even read the names. Victoria stopped and collapsed in the grass under an oak tree that was very old. “It’s not fair! It’s not fair! I loved you and you betrayed me! How could you?” Victoria paused for a few seconds, her crying ever whelming her ability to voice her anger. Tears poured down her cheeks and fell on to the grass under. “I never would have done that to you! Samantha was my best friend and you were eating her as if she were your last meal! I hate you both!” Victoria cried until the few hours to dark. She was sitting on a stone bench and sniffling a little when the sun finally set, using the hem of her now ruined dress to dry the tears on her cheeks and her eyes.
Victoria held back another sob as the sight of those two played back in her mind once again. She hit the stone with the palm of her hand and tears seeped past her tightly closed eye lids. “It can’t be fair.” She whispered.
“What can’t be fair, lady?” A low and smooth voice came from behind Victoria. She snapped her head around and saw a man standing there. He was tall, lean, and had black hair. He wore a long dark colored coat and boots. He had a white shirt under the coat and dark dress pants. She watched him as he came around and stood next to her at a respectable distance.
“Who are you?” she asked him. The man smiled slightly then bowed low to her.

asked her. Victoria thought about all those warnings about walking with strangers that were pounded into her at a young age. But she ignored them and nodded. She needed to get back, and not knowing the way out, it was nice to have someone with her. They left the bench and walked in the direction of the way she ran in from. With her train over her left arm and Alexander on her right and leading her through the graveyard. She stumbled on a loose stone on the path. Alexander caught her, causing her to run into him.
With her train dropped and both hands on his chest in front of her, his arms around her keeping her steady, Victoria looked up and met his eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m such a klutz.” She whispered. Alexander bent down and kissed her on the lips. It was so gentle and yet demanding. He brought her up closer to him and kissed her harder. Victoria got over the shock real fast. She kissed him back, slipping her arms around his neck. Then she felt his tongue licking her lips. She opened her mouth and let him inside. It was the best kiss she had ever had. She could feel something in him that was stirring. The same something that was stirring in his eyes she had caught a glimpse of earlier.
He took the straps of her dress off of her shoulders and the dress slipped down a little, the weight of her dress hanging on her bodice under the dress. It was supposed to be a surprise for Joseph once they were alone. So much for that. He moved from her mouth to her neck and down to her shoulder. Victoria’s skin was on fire, every little caress from Alexander sent a shock wave to her head and down her spine. She couldn’t seem to catch her breath. He undid the hook of her dress and slipped the zipper down far enough to expose her breasts. He kissed them too, she moaned and leaned back. He held her in place and kissed her. Her mind was saying that this was not right, that she shouldn’t be doing this. But her body was screaming that it the most right thing that had ever happened in her life. He nipped at her skin with his teeth causing her to harden, the skin on her breasts tightened. The night breeze picked up and she shivered.
“Victoria?” he asked her between kisses from between her breasts.
“Ahh, hm?” Her eyes closed and breathless, she barely was able to answer him.
“Will you spend eternity with me? Will you live with me forever?” he asked her. Victoria looked up at him and kissed him.
“Yes, oh yes.” Victoria heard in the distance behind her someone calling her name. She didn’t care. Alexander moved from her mouth again to her neck. He licked her neck and she moved her head to the other side, exposing her neck for him, her hair falling over to the side. She knew what he was, and she welcomed him. The person calling her name was closer now. The voice rang out, annoying her. Victoria moaned out her irritation, making her feelings known about that voice. Alexander bit into her neck with sharp fangs. She could feel them slide in with ease and little pain. She felt her blood run down the side of her neck. The voice was closer and seemed to boom in her ears. Who ever was calling her was going to see them soon.
Victoria felt her heart slow down and her body became so light. He pulled on her, drawing out the blood from her neck. She could feel it leaving her body. A sense of her mind feeling light, but her body was so heavy. Her eyes now open, looking up at the blurry sky. The thought of dyeing never crossed her mind, she just felt so tired. Finally he pulled away and licked her throat again. Her blood was still running out, but slowly. He set her down in his arms, one around her shoulders as his leg supported her back. She watched him bring his wrist to his mouth and bite into it. Blood welled up and out the corners of his mouth from the wound. He brought it to her mouth, drops of his blood