Memory Lane

-Present Day-

I still question myself every day, why had I accepted you so easily?

Remembering, huh?

This was just one of your tricks, you were slowly making me yours again.

That’s how I ended up here, waiting for the subway which will take me to the café that you invited me over to.

I dressed up, even though I had tried to make it unnoticeable.

I was dressed in a red T-shirt with denim shorts. Below I was wearing my ankle-high black all-star trainers. I was wearing tinted lip-gloss and a hint of mascara. My nails were painted lilac.

The train arrived at the station and I smiled to myself as I stepped in. There was no place on the train but that wasn’t gonna stop me from meeting you. I was totally hyped.

‘He’s a jerk’

I told myself that but I couldn’t help smiling.

I hummed a tune to myself.

And that’s when my eyes travelled to the far end of the train.

And I saw…

Him.

He was there.

Standing on the other end of the train, leaning against the door, the train was moving but that didn’t seem to faze him. Why was he even leaning against the door?

He looked at me and smirked slightly as he noticed me staring at him.

He was dressed in a white hoodie and black jeans, looking as cool as ever.

Seeing him made my heart race faster and reminded me of all the moments we had shared together behind your back.

He licked his lips and shook his head before looking back down at his phone.

Damn he looked just like you.

Why did he look just like you?

This couldn’t be happening, not right now. I closed my eyes, hoping I was just imagining things, but when I opened my eyes he was still there.

‘This is pretty real’

I saw him mouth me those words as he looked at me with a self-satisfied smirk.

‘He’ was Luka.

Your step twin brother.

And My Ex-Husband.

Just then the train came to a stop and I collected myself before stepping out. I gripped my cross body bag and held it closer to my waist as I speed walked out of the subway, not once looking back. As the rays of sun hit my face, I closed my eyes and looked up.

‘Reese is the one you love, not Luka. It wasn’t love with Luka, it was abuse.’ I decided.

Even though that wasn’t true. Luka had been so…tender, so perfect…But my heart was with you. My heart was stuck with you. Luka had done anything but abuse. You had been the one who dragged me into this abusive love. You shattered me to the last piece, marrying Luka was the only rational decision I made…but why was I beating myself up so severely about it?

But I had witnessed it, I had witness that dagger being pushed into Luka’s chest. Of course…Luka wasn’t gonna leave my life that easily.

I took a right into the street where that café was located.

I inhaled and exhaled quicker with every step I took. I told myself not to feel anything but I wasn’t listening….not even to myself.

I stopped in front of the door.

It was a world-class café made for the rick folk, it was for those billionaires who loved to have multiple course dinners and eat fancy food. It definitely wasn’t my type but whatever.

I started to have second thoughts as I stepped inside. I was greeted by the bright lights and gold and white combination that hurt my eyes. A man dressed in a suit gave me an offended look.

“Do you have a reservation, ma’am?” He asked.

I could tell the hidden meaning behind those words, ‘You don’t belong here Miss. Go eat at a cheaper store’

“She’s with me.”

You appeared from behind, dressed in a black suit. You were wearing the Silver Family Crest ring. I wondered if you were now the head of the family. I had never gotten to properly converse with you yet so I didn’t know.

The man immediately bowed his head and took a step back.

“Of course Sir. Follow me ma’am.”

He led us up a staircase, to a door on the right. Then he turned around and left. You opened the door and gestured me to go in.

“After you.”

You followed me in,

The room had a white L shaped couch on one corner and a table for two set in the middle for what seemed like a romantic date. I took off my cross body and placed it on top of the table. I pulled out a chair, and just as I was about to sit, you grabbed my hand and took me to the couch.

“We have lots of time to eat.” You licked his lips as you eyed me.

“What do you mean?” I asked, “I’m leaving in an hour.”

I raised my eyebrow and I unconsciously crossed my legs.

“You really think that I’m just gonna let you leave now that you’re here with me?” Your smirk made the statement flirty.

I blushed a little as you sat down on the couch and pointed your gaze to the empty space next to you. As I shyly sat down, you pulled me in. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to have you so close to me. My head was on your shoulder and my hair were all over your face.

I heard you deeply inhale the scent of my hair.

“I missed you, my little idiot.”

You whispered as you gently stroked my hair.

My heart rate multiplied by a hundred as you fixed me with a stare and tilted your head.

You gently wiped a strand of hair away.

“And I missed this.”

You didn’t even hesitate, you bit into my neck.

I groaned and squeezed my eyes shut.

You then pulled your fangs out and narrowed your vision and frowned.

“Your blood, your body…It has his stains all over it. Don’t worry, I’ll disinfect it for you. I’ll bite in so hard that you’ll forget that anyone other than me sucked your blood.”

With that, you pinned me to the couch and took your shoes off. I whimpered as you hovered above me and you smirked at that. You bared your fangs and bit. Hard.

I moaned and groaned under your grasp, the pain was more intense then I had even experienced before.

“Please Reese.” I begged, “Go slower.”

You didn’t stop, you didn’t even slow down. You just seemed to go rougher when you found out that I was in pain. You had never been like that when we had been together. Were you this possessive of me?

Sure enough, little by little, with every drop of blood that was extracted from my body, a piece of Luka was to. I began to forget his scent, his voice, his fangs, his lips.

I tried to hold on to the memories but the more I thought about them, the faster they seemed to go away.

I squirmed under your grasp.

You pulled back and panted.

“Gosh, he’s everywhere! How much did he corrupt you Amy?”

You dug in again and began to suck, faster, more desperate.

I felt my head go light. I couldn’t even focus anymore. I was slowly unaware of your warmth, so close to my body. And then, I lost my consciousness.

“Amanda. Amanda.” Luka’s voice whispered.

“Luka?” I called into the darkness of my head, “Luka?”

“I’m here, I’m here. No need to be scared Amanda, I’m here.”

“But I am Luka, I am scared. You’re leaving me!”

I wasn’t aware but I was crying, sobbing at full force.

“It’s OK Amanda. I was never the one for you. We knew this would happen. Amanda you love Reese, don’t lie to me or to yourself. You love him. He can give you everything. He loves you more than I ever could.”

That hurt me more than anything. We had known this would happen, we had known from the very start.

From the very start when I had sneaked out to see Luka.

From the very start when I had allowed Luka to kiss me.

From the very start when I had led Luka on.

And I did love you, I had loved you even when I was with Luka. I had loved you in a way I would never have been able to love him.

“I’m sorry Luka. I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry Amanda. This is my fault. And it’s also my fault that he is coming.”

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Oh right, I had forgotten about that letter. That letter hadn’t been from Luka, it had been from someone else, someone who knew my darkest secrets and someone who could twist me at their will.

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My eyes sprang open and the first thing I saw was your concerned face.

I got up and put my hand over my head. I ran my tongue over my teeth, there was the faint taste of…blood!

My eyes then fell on the fang marks on your finger. You had sucked too much blood from me, and so you had returned some back. The faint taste was still so strong. It was sweeter than anything I had ever tasted before. The taste of blood kicked my vampire instincts in and I jumped on top of you.

“Whoa easy there Amy. Do you really want my blood that bad?”

He laughed and then let his head drop as if he was surrendering his body to me.

“Drink as much as you like.”

I didn’t take a second to overthink it. I just trusted my gut on this and opened my mouth, I slowly rubbed your neck before letting my fangs make contact with it. The taste of blood was so sweet and overwhelming. Even if I had wanted to pull away, I wouldn’t have been able to because the taste was something extraordinary.

I sucked and sucked and you stared at the wall with a painless expression on your face, I knew that you were feeling extreme pain because I had been through it. I thought of stopping but my mouth seemed to be working on its own and it kept sucking, after some time, you let out an audible groan and I was finally able to pull away.

I sat up and panted, not realizing that I was still on top of you. You panted too, and it made me feel guilty to see you like this.

“Did you enjoy it?” You asked.

I nodded.

You slowly wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in on top of you in a hug.

And we stayed like that.

And I hoped that you would never let me go ever again.