Memories

~Journal Entry 2/26/2010~

*Memory of @draven_blood*

Summer I turned 18, I awoke one evening to find Dusk already up, watching me sleep, a smile on his face. He was always doing that. Watching me sleep. I always felt so beautiful when he looked at me.

We were going out that evening, him to hunt, me as bait. It usually worked that way, I lured them in and Dusk stepped in and drank his fill as I watched. I was always so fascinated by how he did it. He would lock eyes with me and it was so exciting to watch. Afterwards we normally spent the rest of the night in bed. But this night was different.

Dusk was quiet most of the feeding, which was unlike him. Hell Dusk was never quiet. He was always raising hell, but I digress. This evening he was focused on something. I was so scared that he'd finally tired of the human and thought my heart would be shattered that night. Little did I know.

It was around 1am and I was busy yawning like the silly little human I was. We'd just finished making love and I was resting my head on his chest, the candles burning out, our bodies connected. My eyes were drifting closed when I felt him move.

Opening my eyes to see what he was doing and settling on the small black box in his hand. My heart literally stopped beating. I thought I'd died and gone to Heaven. I'd never thought Dusk would even consider, much less want to marry me. Wide eyed and innocent, that's how he would describe me when telling the story.

Moving at vampire speed he dropped to one knee and called me HIS Sunshine, saying how he'd never be able to live without me, promising me that soon the time would come for me to be turned. After that we would marry, if I would have him.

IF, as if I'd ever say no to Dusk. It was the most romantic, perfect way for him to ask. I immediately said YES. Screamed it actually. After slipping the ring on my finger, he picked me up, sitting me on his lap and spent the last waking hours before dawn claiming me as his.

A night I shall never forget. I still have the ring, took it off just a year ago. When I'd finally lost all hope that I'd ever see him again. That was the hardest thing I'd ever done. Take his ring off, breaking his claim to me with such a simple gesture. Feeling as though I'd ripped my very heart out as the gold slid off my finger.

SUN
For those wishing to see the ring, it remains in my possession to this day, kept close to me at all times.

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