No Regard - Carolyn Barber (reading an ebook .TXT) 📗

together, laugh and carry on just like always! Before long I'll be known as "the crazy lady that laughs and talks to herself while keeping fit" This was our thing, I can't do it alone!" Deidre let out a heavy sigh, " Are you done? I'm not sure where you went with all that, but I was trying to say you won't be alone 'cause I'm going to jog with you". Reese looked at Deidre and for the first time and realized she was wearing a jogging suit, which she had never seen her friend wear in all the time that they had known each other. She suddenly busted out laughing! Deidre was slightly taken back, " Oh come on now! How hard can it be? It's the same as walking basically, only faster!" Reese was now on the floor laughing her ass off! She calmed down enough to say, "Deed, you never ran a day in your life, if you ran to the mailbox I'd have to call an ambulance!" With that Deidre opened the door, jolted out running to the mailbox and back. She stood in the doorway bending over Reese, who was still on the floor watching her crazy friend prove her point, she put her hands on her knees, panting slightly, "Come on Reese, for the love of God please don't make me carry you while we jog!" She picked up Reese's sneakers and handed them to her. Reese took them, "Okay fine, every Saturday, no excuses, consider yourself in training, deal?" Reese held out her hand towards Deidre, she took it and they shook, "Deal!" Reese put her shoes on and then showed Deidre some warm-up stretches

Twenty minutes into their run, they came up to bench that had a beautiful view over looking the mountains, "Okay Deed, let's take a break and get a second wind before we head back." They sat there catching their breath while taking in the scenery.  Reese smiled as she thought about her friends sacrifice, she reached over and gave her a big hug, "Thanks Deed! You're a one in a million kind of friend!" Deidre patted Reese's arm that was wrapped around her neck, "You would do the same for me girl" she said quietly. They both sat there in silence for a while, looking at the majestic mountains, blue sky and a few streaming cloud patterns, formed by planes, that resembled long straight fluffy white ribbons.

Chapter 9: The Student Becomes the Teacher

As the weeks flew by, I spent my time honing in on my new founded skills, pushing myself beyond anything I ever thought possible. Ty was beginning to worry that I was over-exerting myself. He wanted to put training on hold until I came to my senses. I called him a "pussy", which really pissed him off. He attacked me with full-force, fully intending on putting me in my place. However, he had made one fatal error. At first he was the aggressor, each blow he threw at me, I defended. His trickery, I could read, I could anticipate each move he was about to make and thwart his advances before he could make them. There was a transition that took place in the attack, I had gained the upper-hand and began attacking him, our rolls changed, I was now the aggressor and he the defender. Pinning him to his back, I straddled him, our fangs exposed, our eyes as black as night, rage boiling in our veins, glaring down at him, I taunted him, "You broke your own rule Ty: Never let your emotions run you! It could mean the difference between life and death!" and with that I bore my fangs into his neck. 

The agonizing moan that came from him sounded like a feral beast. The sound excited me, I bit harder, wanting something, needing something, but not his blood, I wanted him, I lusted him. He was arching his back, lifting me up with him each time he did, his panting was fast and heavy. I reached down with my hand and felt what I desired from him, letting him know what I wanted. I extracted my fangs from his throat, as soon as I did, he grabbed the mass of hair on the back of my head tightly, bending my head back, fully exposing my neck, violently pulling me to him, he bore his fangs into my throat. The pain sent ecstasy shooting through every nerve in my body. Like wild beast we sexually violated each other until we both collapsed. Completely spent and in desperate need of sound sleep, legs entwined, a black satin sheet haphazardly draped across us, we said nothing, within seconds we were in deep blissful sleep.

Chapter 10: The Redemption

Chimes, I kept my eyes closed, and counted, it was midnight. I slowly opened my eyes, I could see a blurring vision of red. Focusing, I realized I was looking at a red rose lying on Ty's pillow. I picked it up and smelled it. A rose smells the same when your alive as it does when your undead. I looked around the room, Ty was nowhere to be seen. I called out his name, no answer. I decided to take a long, hot bath filled with bubbles scented with sandalwood and vanilla, one of my favorite scents. I soaked for a good long time, occasionally adding hot water to keep it steaming. I laid back contemplating my thoughts, the concern for my mother and her grief, Ty's significance and responsibility to my plight, and what my father had said to me. "Fight fire with fire."

Somehow, I needed to comfort my mother and soothe her grief, Ty needed to be held accountable for what he had done to me, and the devastation he caused. I could end his undead life, and send him into oblivion, but the thought saddened me, there was a part of me that loved him, needed him and craved him. I didn't know how far I was willing to go to wipe the slate clean. One thought kept creeping up, "what if he really does love me?" I truly wanted him to love me with all his heart, but how could he strip me of my innocence, deceive me, murder me, and destroy my mothers life if he truly loved me. Everything I know tells me this is not love. I needed to know the truth and that would determine his fate.  

I climbed out of the tub, dried myself off and exited the bathroom to dress, as I did Ty was standing at the foot of the bed, looking handsome as ever, "I have a surprise for you Sil" he said as he stepped as aside and ushered my attention to the bed with his hand. On the bed was a beautiful light blue gown, sleeveless, with a Cleopatra style circular collar incrusted with rhinestones that sparkled like diamonds. It was long and sleek, with a fitted waist and a modest slit in the back for walking ease. Next to it was a pair of matching light blue stiletto pumps with a respectable three inch heal. It was absolutely beautiful, and so very different to everything else I owned. I'm sure my expression was that of "awe" gauging by the smile on his face. I looked at him in disbelief, "What's the occasion?" He walked over to me, brushed a wet strand of hair from my face and calmly said, "you're going to visit your mother". I threw my arms around him and kissed his cheek. "How am I going to do this? Do you have a plan?" I asked him. He did, he had a good plan. He explained to me that if I have a brief encounter with her while she is in a deep state of sleep, she would think it to be a dream and would be able to handle it. "Give her the comfort she needs, help her overcome her grief, and let her live her life, dropping in time to time to check up on her" he said reassuringly. It was a plan I could live with. I anxiously dressed. When I had finished with my hair and make-up Ty examined me in the same manner as always, walking around me looking me up and down, this time he didn't look at me with lust in his eyes, I saw adoration in his beautiful copper colored eyes. He stroked his fingers ever so gently along my jawline and whispered, " My Silvia". He took my hand as we disappeared into the night.

Chapter 11: The Reunion

The house was dark, I listened to the silence, the familiar silence of what used to be my home. Ty and I stood at the bottom of the staircase. I started quietly walking up the stairs, I turned and noticed Ty hadn't moved. "Aren't you coming with me?" I whispered, feeling somewhat nervous. He held out his hand to me, I took it, "Sil, this is something you have to do alone, you understand right?" I knew he was right, I nodded my head in agreement. "I love you" was all I said and with that I let go of his hand and made my way to my mothers room.

I quietly opened the door, though it was at the darkest time of night, I could clearly see my beautiful mother sleeping. Her head rested on her pillow and as I approached her I could see the strain on her face, even as she slept. She was laying on her side facing me. "Mama, I'm here" I said slightly above a whisper. She stirred, without opening her eyes, "Baby-girl, it's too early to go jogging sweetie, go back to bed." I