You Can Not Run Away My Love - Ameris C (top 100 books to read .txt) 📗

You think I would feel different. When I saw him as only a friend in the beggining and through about a hundred years now. I can see he loves me, he even said it, I told him he was my best friend. Nothing else. It made me feel guilty, but he didn't look sad, not even hurt. He laughed and said I was his best friend too. I could always hear him muttering to himself, mostly about things he saw that day or me. When he first started to do it I thought he was crazy but after a while I understood it because even if you were alone you would always have yourself there for entertainment.
"You ready?" He asked as he walked through my door. I jumped off the bed,(mostly just for confort) put my book in my bag and nodded. We were moving 'cause we were having trouble in our area with a little wolf problem. Nothing we couldn't handle but we didn't want to get involved very much. A few minutes into our run and we heard a scream, "What is that?" I asked listening harder. We were a few feet into the woods, next to a giant clearing. A girl no more the twelve ran through it screaming, the speed she was running was not very fast, but it blew the wind right in my face. My throat ached for her blood, but my mind always wins these fights. A brown wolf chased after her, wildness in his eyes. I started to run after them, and quickly caught up, I jumped on the wolf to let the gril have enough time to run away. The wolf howled and bite into my arm, something not simply done. I gasped suprised. The wolf suddenly flew off and smashed into a tree, "Silver!" I found myself staring at the unexpected hero crouching over me. He turned and half smiled before launching himself at the wolf and tearing it apart. Once he was done he rushed over to me and ripped a strip from his shirt and wrapped it around my now bleeding wolf bites. "Violet are you alright?" He asked eyeing my bleeding wounds and staring at my face with a very worried expression. "I'm fine. Thanks," he stood up and held his hand out, I took it and he pulled me from the ground. Beleive it or not this isn't the only time Silver saved my life. Thats kind of how he found me.
I was young, didn't know where I was or even how I came to be there. But I faced a bigger clan of three, I was young with venom running in my veins so I was stronger, but they out numbered me. I was stupid and very young so I faced them, my undeveloped mind told me I could win. Boy was I wrong. I lost very badly, about to get my throat ripped from my body, I laid there on the ground. Franticly trying to plan my way out of it, but I only injured one of them. Silver showed up and talk me out of it, he was very good with words, once they were gone he told me I could go on my own or stay with him while he traveled. He soon fell into the role as my brother, but he didn't like being that. He said I was beautiful and he loved me alot. Like I said. Very good with words, but he was never good enough with them to phrase me. But after all the years went by I started to like him a little every year. Everytime he saved me I had a pained feeling in my heart because I knew I didn't love him the way he loved me. "Violet. Are you sure?" his voice brought me out of thought and back to the present. "Yea," I mumbled.
"Are you sure, you don't sound well?"
"I'm sure. You worry to much."
"I know," he smiled. I looked away from his face and to the ground. He sighed, but very low. We walked this time in silents. I gasped as Silver flew into a large oak tree and crumpled to the ground. "Silver!" I screamed, he began to rise but a larger wolf then rased by as a black blur. "No!" Tears already ran down my face as I watched the wolf maul Silver. Anger built up inside me and I dashed toward the wolf and grapped it's tale. I brought it over my head and smashed it on the ground and flung it back into the forest. "Silver!" I whispered as I raced to him and kneeled down. He had a cut by his right eye and a black lip, but other then that he was still whole. I started to sob and hugged him. "Are you ok?" I asked through the tears. He nodded a smiled twisting the corners of his mouth. I didn't know the emotions that were inside me, the sudden anger at the wolf, the tears, my stomach feeling warm and fuzzy. I didn't understand it. The thought of almost losing him hurt alot. My friend for years, my brother when I needed him, I couldn't lose that. I looked up into his eyes, the deep of the blue was hard to deny. "I love you Silver," I whispered looking down. I tried to recognize the feelings. "I know." He whispered, I could almost hear the joy in his voice. When I looked back up the cut was gone as was the back lip, but the blood still remain. I unwrapped my now not bleeding arm and wipped the blood from his face with the clean side. My cut was still there, but it was smaller and the rest was a thin white line. We both stood at the same time, I waited for him to start walking but he stood there and stared at my face. He was smiling a huge smile that lit his eyes. I never saw how much he meant his words before. And tears came into my eyes as I smiled too. One fell but he wiped it away with his thumb. It made me sad to keep him waiting for all these years. And then I realized it doesn't matter, because I found out and we have another hundred years a head of us. "You finally feel what I have felt since I first saw you." He murmured to me. We walked outside of the forest to keep from being attacked again. Before we started to walk he took my hand. We were headed to a calmer village in the valley of water, where we already had a house set. As all living things we needed nutrients, which of course for us comes from blood. We didn't like killing things, and we hardly drank all of there blood, so we drane it and store it in metal tins. Which first doesn't waste blood, two doesn't waste human life, and three its very convenient. Silver has been practicing how to make herd medicines that heal, not only human but also other animals, including vampires. He took a clear vile with a think green sap inside and smerred some onto a bandage and wrapped that on my cut. I winced as it began to burn, but then the cooling effect began. I helped me up again and we began walking, down a stone path. A little way down the path we spied a woman and maybe her child coming towards us. They walked fast for humans, almost as fast as us. We slowed our speed down, but the woman and child were almost running toward us. "Don't go that way!" the woman shouted as she led her child right past us. I shrugged and tugged Silver's hand to make him follow me. We followed the path to a village, where grey smoke came up in pillars inside almost every home. A six year old girl was huddled by on of the house's doors, but also shying away from the flame that licked at her arms. I ran over to her and bent down, "Are you ok?" I asked my voice kind and gentle, she shot a glance at the burning hut she sat next to and shook her head. I gathered her into my arms and carried her away from the burning building. Silver was right next to me the whole time. The girl couched, I hurried and ran out of the village, as I didn't think about my speed because I couldn't feel her heart beat. Silver quickly set his backpack down and grabbed a blanket and a strange purple liquid out. He set the blanket under a tree and began running stics together. I sat her on the blanket and helped her lean against the tree. I felt the heat behind me and Silver threw small leaves and twigs on the small flame that swirled from the two sticks. He pulled out a small iron grill and set it over the now hot fire. He pulled a metal tin form his bag and a smaller medal cup from his bag. He set the cup n the grill and poured red blood into it. He also grabbed another metal cup but he poured the purple liquid into that one. The girl continued to cough. He stirred both liquids with a spoon and with out looking reached in to his bag and pull out a white piece of cloth. He handed it to the little girl. "What's your name?"
"Stella," she said her voice weak. Silver began to put the purple medicine into the blood one spoonfull at a time. Once he had five he pulled the medal tin away and gave it to Stella. She thanked him and drank it. Since she was a very young child and even a younger vampire she needed sleep. Silver took two more blankets out, he set the second next to the first and put the third onto Stella's already sleeping body. He also poured us some blood and we drank it slowly. "It's like you know what to do," I whispered looking at the little girl sleeping. "So do you, you saved her," I chuckled silently and began to slide down on the blanket. I wasn't ever tired, but it doesn't mean I don't sleep. I could sleep if I wanted to, but I don't have to. Silver's cinnamon colored hair fell over his eyes as he began to snore softly. I chuckled and sat up, I walked over to some small twigs and picked them up. I gathered some more leaves and twigs to feed the fire. I found a small stream I washed my feet in. The cool water felt nice against the humid air. The air was very heavy with moistness that I was surprised it didn't start to rain. At dawn I left the stream and went back to our little camp where the fire was just burnt dust. I put the leaves on first, hoping the fire was still warm enough to catch them. It worked and soon we had a small fire and I was out of twigs and leaves. Silver woke up and put some more blood on the fire for breakfast. Stella woke up in a coughing fit. He added more medicine to her cup and poured some blood into it. She said she wasnt hungry but Silver said she had to take the medicine anyway. She did, but then she complained that she was having trouble breathing. We asked her what happened to her village and she told us a huge pack of wolves showed up killed everyone and set fire to the tiny village. We packed