Ensanguined Confrontation [Alisha, Tyler]

[Addison Beckett *]

Addison felt every inch of her, like there was nothing else in the room but her. He heard her heart beating, the rhythm of it playing over and over inside his mind. Before, bloodlust came over him when he heard the faint beating of a human's heart. But now it was something else. It might have been longing. It might have been want. It might have been...it might have been love. How can he know? How can he know if he's falling? How can he know it all this is right? How can he know that she isn't just playing with him to regain her freedom? This could all be a trick, but something convinced him it wasn't so.

"Addison.. I'm falling for you.. d-dont ever leave me please... d-don't be the last person to break my heart Addison. Please be the last one to hold it and to never let go."

Her words struck him, like lightning bolts of realization. He ran his fingers through her hair, before he gripped the bedsheets tightly, climaxing inside her. He kissed her lips longingly, before laying down at her side, pulling her close, feeling her warm body next to his. Addison wrapped his arms around her, planting a kiss upon her shoulder. "I won't leave you."

He smiled, pulling up the blanket to cover their naked bodies. He placed his hand on her waist, moving it down to her hips, then to her thighs. "If you think you're falling," he said softly, looking into her eyes, "Then I think I already fell." He raised one hand to her face, stroking her cheek with the back of his hand.

Gently he played with a few strands of her hair, twirling it between his fingers. "Do you think, you'd love me if I was..." he paused, looking deeply into her eyes. "If I was human?" He forced to produce a slight smile, but even the littlest grin would not come upon his lips. "Because I know that if I were a mortal," he spoke with such honesty and longing, "I'd fall in love with you." This time he smiled, showing his teeth and noticeable canines. His lips met hers in a passionate kiss, holding her face gently in his hands. Slowly he moved a hand to her chest, then down to her stomach, then down. He wanted her. Everything of her.

[*alishariley]

For a split second she saw it in his eyes, that he was moved unconditionally by her words. She felt his cool hand run through her hair and soon they both climaxed and her body shook beneath his. She just shivered with pleasure her whole body felt full of bliss and she loved every bit of it. It meant the world to her to know that he was making love to her, he wasn't forcing her, he wasn't being rough, he was making love to her and she was enjoying every second of it.

His lips pressed to hers in a passionate and longing kiss and her arms quickly moved up around his neck as she kissed him back. Soon she felt him at her side and pulling her small form into his strong arms. A smile soon played over her face and she couldn't help but blush a little bit while snuggling into him more. Addison, said he wouldn't let her go, and she believed him and she trusted him. Her eyes watered lightly as she hid her face with in his chest. She always seemed so hot, so being near his cool body felt so inviting, she loved the way their bodies seemed to piece together like a puzzle.

Once she heard that he had fallen for her, her heart began to race once again, by the end of the day she'd probably have a heart attack, but for some reason she didn't mind all that much. She smiled against his chest but soon felt his fingers brush over her face as she moved the hair from her face. "Do you think, you'd love me if I was.." He had paused and just stared down at her, she smiled and stared back. "If I was human?" She smiled even brighter as she closed her eyes and hid her face with in his chest once more "Because I know that if I were a mortal," his voice pressed past his ear, full of honesty and longingly, as he then continued, "I'd fall in love with you."

She wrapped her around and his chest even more and just held him as close as possible, but soon she felt his hand slowly move from her chest down over her stomach and then even farther. She shivered and moaned out a little bit, her voice soft as she did, holding herself close to his body. "Addison.. the thing is.. you don't even need to be human for me to love you.. I-I...," she couldn't help but choke on her words as she shivered a little at the pleasure, but also what she was just going to admit to. "I already do.. Addison." Her voice was soft as she spoke it, just barely above of whisper and one of the most sincere things she had said, in her whole life, and she was proud to say it, very proud.

[Addison Beckett *]

This wasn’t pretend; this wasn’t one of those dreams he used to have when he had been a young vampire. This was real. And her body right beneath his fingers, her warm skin against the coldness of his own, her eyes looking deeply into his, were all proofs that this was not make-believe. Addison listened intently to her words, his heart agreeing; he thought he felt the same. Was he only thinking this? Or was this what was really inside his heart?

As unexpected as it was, this mere human had managed to move Addison’s entire world upside down. She had managed to give him to the courage to admit and accept the things that he cannot change. She gave him the hope and will to change the things that he can. She gave him the feeling that everything was going to be alright, despite all that might come his way. He was more than just a vampire. And she was more than just a human. Them finally together formed an unimaginable tandem that he had once thought to be funny. Now he could see why vampires often fell in love with humans.

They became their portals to the world that they once knew; they reminded them of the lives that they have so long missed. They served as symbols of their past, of where they came from, of what and who they used to be. They humans bring back the memories, the morals, the emotions that they immortals have almost forgotten. They bring them back to the light. And now that he has fallen for her, it would be the end of his existing. And the start of his living.

He wrapped his arms around her tightly, closing any amount of distance in between them, and kept their bodies in a tight embrace. The two figures lay side by side in the dark, and in the moonlight they looked as if they were one. Like the pieces of a puzzle, they were a perfect fit. One complimenting the other, each learning from the other’s ways of living. They were a perfect match. And now that they have found each other, it would be hard telling if they were ever going to let each other go. It would be hard. Devastating.

Addison placed a kiss upon her shoulder, then to her neck. “I think I’m falling in love with you,” he said with all the gentleness that he could manage. Tonight was surely one that he would never forget. They didn’t just have sex; they made love. They discovered something more than just bodily desire. Perhaps, they might have even found love. He lifted her face to his, kissing her passionately. Right here. Right now. That was what mattered.

[*alishariley]

She curled herself up into his, just loving the feeling of their bodies entangled in each others. Her form shook softly against his as she wrapped the blanket around them closer and snuggled into his chest more. The vampire thing didn't matter any longer to her, all that matter was what was here and now. That was Addison, holding her, caring about her and no one else was there to ruin it. Just them, from two different worlds that had joined together to create one single soul in a night of compassion. She didn't want to leave this, never she could literally lay here forever, until she was old, weak and feeble, and she would still love him. Of course he would look the same as he did, maybe age a year or two, but he would still be handsome and young, full of life and he would move on from her, for she was merely a mortal, nothing more, nothing less.


A single crystal like tear rolled down her soft smooth skin of her cheek. Warm and with out flaw it glistened down her cheek and slowly fell down off her chin and down the valley between her breasts. Her small delicate hand was placed against his cheek just holding it, looking up into his eyes, his eyes that had reminded her so much of the times when she would move out onto the 1 foot wide ledge off her window and just sit there looking out into the night sky. His eyes dark and mysterious, but now she could read them, they didn't scare her anymore, they were serene and beautiful and she knew, if they were ever to part, the one thing that would surely bring her to love him again were his eyes. They told her everything about him and that's what she loved.. she loved everything about him.

She felt herself soon bring herself up to him and kissed him passionately, she had nothing to lose anymore, at least she hoped she didn't. This was all she had ever dreamed about, but the best thing about was, this wasn't a dream, and it wasn't a fantasy it was real. Her right hand moved up through his hair, it felt soft and silky against her delicate and elegant fingers. This moment couldn't get anymore perfect she thought to herself as the kiss slowly broke, between their longing lips.

To be pulled away from this, would break her, she now couldn't find herself living life with out Addison by her side. How would she survive? Go back to the old life of trying to find a record deal, just because she was good at singing? No! There was no way she would live her life with out Addison, he had became her haven and she wanted no one else, not one other damn person.

She felt his lips press down against her shoulder and then his voice carried through her whole body and struck her heart like lightning, "I think I'm falling in love with you." Her eyes widened as she looked up at him, happiness, confusion, love, everything she could have felt in that moment struck her hard. This night, would never be forgotten, not even death, she would always remember this night, it was too precious to lose. She felt him take her chin with one of his hand and raise it to his face and then kissed her, with more passion than she had ever felt before, and with that one lasting breath she kissed back, her world melting around her while Addison and herself, were all that existed.

[Addison Beckett *]

He felt her there; everything of her. Her hands, her touch, her body right next to his, and more importantly, he felt her love. Love. Such a long time it might have been since he felt love from a human. His lips danced around hers, dancing to the rhythm of their heartbeats. The moment lasted forever. He held her in his arms, and his heart safely protected within the everlasting walls of her touch. He was alive. He felt it.

But he knew the inevitable reality. This wouldn't last forever. he was immortal, she was not. Her life would fade away. And one thing he hated most about that is that he would be there, alive, young, physically attractive, while wrinkles would form in her face, her body, her hair would turn gray, and slowly, time will take her life away. It was a sight even he could not bear to imagine. He didn't want to lose her. Not now. Not ever. Unless...

He shook it off his mind; he wouldn't turn her. He would not let her undergo the many sufferings that he had gone through. he knew it was difficult. To look at the eyes of the prey with no mercy, to hunt and kill like animals, to deceive instead of being deceived, to heve no love and concern; he didn't want that for her. But how could he love her for eterntiy if she was only here for a lifetime? Her life was shorter compared to his - temporary, human.

Addison sat up, still holding her in his arms. He kissed her forehead gently, his hadn intertwining with hers. "Alisha," he said in a soft whisper, "Would you be willing to spend forever with me?" He looked down, not believing he was being so selfish. He wanted her. Forever. "Because I was wondering if," he paused to look at her lovingly, "You'd want me to turn you."

[*alishariley]

His soft enticing lips pressed over hers again and again. She loved the feeling of his body against hers and the coldness of his skin, didn't seem to bother her in fact she welcomed it. God, why did this happen and so quickly? It was mere hours ago that he had taken her and was trying to break her, destroy her to become a perfect pet, but now he was holding her, kissing her.... loving her.

Alisha was so confused, she didn't know what to do, her body just seemed to tingle with want of his touch. Upon her skin goose bumps rose because it anticipated his elegant and smooth touch. "Addison.. I don't ever want to let you go.. I don't ever want to be with out you... keep me.. for forever..." She spoke, but he didn't seem to hear her.. it was as if he was drowning in his thoughts, but she would disturb him.

With that being what she chose, she merely pressed into him more and closed her eyes. She was just happy to be around him right now, it was all that mattered to her. In all truth, she couldn't even believe that this was happening. There had to be something behind all of this, something that he was trying to do, to get her to fall for him. Maybe she was in a trance, or a dream of some sort and when she woke up, she would be chained to the bed instead of wrapped up with in his arms.

This was all so confusing, but it felt so right, so there was no way that it could be a dream though, because here and now it was his skin against hers. Because of that, she truly felt like he cared and she knew that she cared back.

Then his voice broke her train of thought, "Alisha," his voice a soft whisper, "Would you be willing to spend forever with me?" She opened her eyes and looked up into his, her body shivering softly. "Because I was wondering if," his gaze was just full of love as he continued on to say, "You'd want me to turn you." Alisha's eyes widened as he finally finished his statement.

Then as it all sunk in a smile crossed her features and her lips brushed over his slowly. "Yes.. I would spend eternity with you." She would lose the life she once lived, she would live on forever as she watched everyone she knew grow old and die, but for some reason as long as Addison was by her side, she didn't mind. "Whether some believe it a curse or not.. I wouldn't mind you turning me.. as long as you do not leave me behind. As long as we are together for the rest of our lives." She spoke softly against his lips, her eyes closed as her voice was filled with the upmost honest and love. This was what Alisha wanted, all she had ever wanted something steady, that would last her a life time and it had finally come, and it was Addison who had brought it.

[Addison Beckett *]

What was he thinking? He knew exactly that this was not going to be easy. Eternity was never easy. Murder was never easy. How could he impose on her the immortality that he seemingly loved but secretly hated? Vampires, of course, were elegant and fierce in the eyes of others. But what they see when they look at themselves in the mirror was another story. One that he doesn’t want her to see. He could only imagine her first kill, her first murder, her first taste of blood. It would not be easy. But then again, in return they would get to spend an indefinite span of time together. In return, forever would come true.

This was a hard decision. She was willing enough; but was he? He wouldn’t want to lose her, but he wouldn’t want to change her life. It was this being a vampire that brought him to become such a cruel and unforgiving one, concealing hurt and showing pride, so big on the outside, but on the inside, so little. He pitied himself. But when his mind was hypnotized by the aroma of blood, sweet, warm human blood, how could he resist? Killing was part of him. Would he allow it to be part of her too?

Gently he stroke her cheeks with the back of his icy hand, seeing the contrast between his paleness and her skin. Soon, she too will become like him. If he chooses to turn her. This was a battle fought between mind and heart, between logic and feeling. Should he choose what is for the better for both of them? Or should he choose what is right? He could not decide.

He smiled, “I have to think about it.” Planting a kiss on her cheek, he sat up, and slipped on his robe, asking her to do the same. Addison stood up, his figure moving slowly but smoothly through the darkness, taking steps towards the window. Sunrise was near. His gaze traveled from the window to her, his thoughts still in battle. Dark eyes contained the confusion within, while staring out the window, waiting for a sunrise that he had for so long hoped to see again. Sometimes he would have dreams of walking on the streets, the sun shining brightly from above. But he was not burning. He was enjoying every second of it, feeling the warm kiss of the sun upon his cold skin. But that was in his dreams. This was reality.

Finally, the purple sky glowed with faint hues of reds and pinks and oranges. “Today I want you to go and enjoy the sun, laugh and smile under the day. And tell me what you really want. You will miss a lot of things, Alisha, things I wish I could enjoy once more. Think of it.” He then walked slowly out of the room, leaving her. While she was out today, he would spend the time thinking. He would hide from the sun, consumed in his thoughts. As always.

[*alishariley]

[Addison Beckett *]

Everything has been said. Everything has been done. Now he’s giving her the freedom to stand by a decision that would change the entire course of their existence. She could choose to be with him, forever, or choose the life that she was meant to have – that of a mere human. He wouldn’t force her, nor even influence her. Instead, what he wanted was to have her make a choice freely; no restraints, no strings. It was going to be hard either way. If she chose to be turned into a vampire, that would mean he would have to impose to her the life that he secretly hated. He’d have to watch her murder, kill for food. He’d have to watch her endlessly long for the day and the feel of the sun on her skin, which she could never have. And, if she chose to remain human, he’d have to face the inevitable reality that he was going to lose her, watch her grow old and soon die. And then he’d live through eternity alone.

He turned back, eyes following her every move. His gaze scanned every detail of her, as her figure moved through the dark room, which he knows will soon be filled with the rays of the sun. Addison sighed to himself, eyes now darted to the floor. This wouldn’t be easy. How many people on earth needed to make their loved one decide on staying with them, or leaving them for good? Certainly a good few. But he strongly felt that his situation was among the hardest. His mind battled with his heart, unsure of what to do. No words escaped from her lips, and he doubted whether he should speak to her or not. He wanted things to be okay. But how could his world be alright when there’s this big problem slapping him on the face? Anytime he could choose to end this; tell her to go away, or worse, just grab her and kill her in an instant. But he wouldn’t. He can’t.

Finally, he saw her walk out the door. He raised his hand to his face, covering it in discomfort. He sighed once again as he noticed the sun’s kiss softy going through the window. Addison started to walk away from it, but felt a certain feeling overcome him. What seemed like a growl escaped from him, and with one swing he hit the lamp nearest to him; and watched it fall to the floor and break into a thousand little pieces. This was going to be a long day.

He headed to the living room, where every window has been closed and covered. He sat himself on the couch, head leaning back. “What am I going to do?” he whispered to himself. Slowly he closed his eyes, and drifted into a sleep filled with nightmares.

[*alishariley]

[/b][/color] Her heart pounded more as she groaned covering her mouth.

What was she going to do, she didn't know the area at all, and it was filled with trees and bushes and creatures that probably weren't too friendly. If she screamed then maybe he would come, but at the same time how? There were things out here, that were probably faster than him, so what was she supposed to do? Tears started to form as she continued to walk in the direction that she already was and stopped when she reached a clearing. "W-what is this?" Walking out she found a small lake, it was dark you couldn't see the bottom of it, but it looked beautiful at the same time. Alisha walked towards it and stared down into it, finding herself a mangled mess, leaves and scratches all over her form and she hadn't even felt them. "What is wrong with me? Why... can't i pressed past this... I'm in love..i guess."[/sup][/ul]

[Addison Beckett *]

He was running, faster than he had ever done before. Everything around him seemed like a blur; scenes that didn't matter to him anymore. He was running through the past. And he was lost in time. And so he kept running, running so fast. Until he came to a stop. Before him, was his own self, limp and seemingly lifeless while in the grip of a much older man. Addison was catching his breath, but his eyes remained locked on that image. His gaze trailed the face of this past self, and it's as though it was the first time he had seen this.

His face was pale, his entire body motionless. What was this? Ah, now he remembered. This was the nightmare that ruined the rest of his "life", if that's what immortality should be called. And then something took place: the transformation of not only mental phase, but more importantly physical. So this is how everything came about.

Hatred filled his heart and so he kept running again, not knowing where he was heading. He then came and stopped to another scene, where a lifeless body of an innocent child lay in his arms. He was the monster now. He saw himself softly wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth. Addison kept his focus on the eyes of this old self, so filled with bloodlust. He seemed...satisfied. Was this how he got through the years? By being a monster? How could he have been so...so...heartless?

And so he kept running, away from those memories. Away from those nightmares. He kept running, and running, until there wasn't anything around him anymore. There was only darkness. And in the stillness of the dark he wept, for himself. For this thing he had become.

And then he heard a voice.

Out of the blue, he heard a voice. "What is wrong with me? Why... can't i pressed past this... I'm in love..i guess." The voice seemed too familiar, and it stirred within his dreams. Finally, he opened his eyes, only to find out he was sitting in his living room alone. His eyes darted to the world outside; it had begun growing dark. Soon, it would be time to hunt. But the voice lingered inside his head.

He ran his fingers through his hair, giving out a deep sigh. He needed to figure this out. He can't harm this girl. But then again, he can't let her live. It was confusing. And so he followed her scent, which led him to the center of a forest, where a beautiful lake laid. He saw her figure move, and slowly stepped towards her. "Lost?" he said, but now with a tone of sarcasm in his voice.