Pandora's box

The moon shone down on Melissa and Lazarus as they walked down the street. She looked at it nervously while she walked. Every now and then she looked up to Lazarus, imagining his form, his howling, beastly form. The moon, she thought, was a lovely sight. But when she knew what it did to Lazarus it soon held a deep secret, like Pandora's box. She didn't want to find out what that was, but soon, she knew she would find out anyway.

"So, what're we gonna do about this vampire guy?" Lazarus walked, trying his best not to look at the moon.

"I...I don't know." Melissa sighed, she couldn't help thinking about what would happen, on a full moon, she couldn't leave him... surely?

"You seem to know him, so you must have some idea?" Lazarus contemplated a few ideas, but mainly focused on the ripping him apart.

Melissa shook her head, "other than the fact that if you turn he will run away? No. My plan has been completely destroyed." She took a moment to look at Lazarus before turning to the floor.

"Plan?" He asked, curious.

"Leaving." She muttered rather bluntly. "But you won't let me." She almost growled.

"Hmm." He glaced at Melissa. "You can leave if you really want. I'm not going to force you to stay."

Hurt entered her voice as she spoke "What?" She stopped, looking at Lazarus. He was sober.. right?

"I can't force you to stay if you don't want to, Melissa." He paused for a moment, turning to look back at her. "It's up to you." He shrugged before walking again.

"You're not kidding are you?" She was shocked, but not all that suprised. "I don't want to stay because I don't want to see you hurt! But..." She sighed, then began to walk again. Staring at the floor.

"I'm not going to be hurt." He told her confidently. "But if you choose to leave, and abandon me with this vampire guy killing people..." he trailed off.

"What! Just what? What will I be doing?" She snapped, stepping infront of Lazarus. Stopping him still.

He gazed into her angry eyes calmly, doing his best to hide how much he was hurting at the idea of her leaving. "You'll be abandoning this town to that vampire."

"I. Don't. Care." She growled staring at the moon. She let the cool winds wisp her hair around before she took her glare back to him. "This town can go to hell. As can you." She felt her heart stop. She needed to leave, this was the only way she could think of doing it. By breaking him. That was the only way she could break those ties.

"Go for it then. I think I can manage shopping on my own. Bye." He sighed calmly before stalking off.

The tears ran down her cheeks as she ran past him, his hair swirled around his face as she left. She was but a blur, but her sobbing lilted on the winds. Drops of blood tears trailing behind her.

"I have to leave, maybe then he will stop killing. God help him if he runs into Lazarus on full moon... Lazarus." Her stomach lurched as she thought of him. Within seconds she was back in her room. She picked up her violin, tears running down her perfect pale cheeks she threw it to the floor. It smashed with a horrible final note, the last it would ever play. She picked up the mess and threw it at Lazarus' doorstep. "Now you won't forget me." She growled before slipping back into her own room she sat in the corner, covered by the shadows.

He watched her go, his earlier scowl returning to his face. He looked up at the huge ugly building that declared itself as Tesco and trudged towards it.

As he grabbed a basket and stormed around the aisles of useless human goods, he wondered why Melissa had really gone, why she had felt the need to hurt him like that. The alcohol section seemed to call to him, and as much as he tried to resist, he found himself staring at the cheap vodka.

In the mess of violin that lay on the floor, Melissa remembered the engraving that was upon it. "I hope you treasure it forever...I love you always Melissa. Eternally thinking of you... Mother. xx"

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