The Song of Two HeartsMature

She knew it was wrong to fall in love with someone who is not her kind. She knew loving someone who does not thirst for blood would be a great risk not only to herself but to the human as well. She knew well enough that there is a certain danger, a danger that would make her want to wipe herself off the face of the earth. But, what can she do? There is a certain mystery revolving around THE Anastasia Jung that makes her want to know her more. It is dangerous, but she was intrigued by this lady.

She was roaming around the grand household when she heard a beautiful voice echoing the hallway. She was captured by the melody that she wanted to know to whom this angelic voice belongs to.

I miss the times that we always shared

I miss the love that was almost there~

She followed the voice and found a lone figure by the veranda, moonlight shining upon this beautiful blonde.

She looks like an angel.

She wanted to stop from a distance but her feet seemed to have a mind of their own.

I missed the times that we used to kiss

At least in my dreams…

The voice stopped feeling someone’s arms around her petite body.

“Anya?”

Anya was startled. She didn’t know that she was already hugging Anastasia. Her body did seem to have a mind of its own.

“You’re beautiful Anastasia.”

Anastasia released herself from Anya’s hug and turned around to look at Anya.

“Thank you, Anya.” Anastasia said with a smile, the night not hiding the pink tint on her cheeks.

“I didn’t know you can sing.”

“There’s a lot that you don’t know about me, Anya.”

“I want to know you more.”

“Then lend me your heart so I can enter, lend me your eyes so you’d only see me, lend me your mouth so you’d only kiss me, and lend me your ears so you can hear me.” Anastasia said as she looked directly at Anya’s eyes.

“I’m a vampire Anastasia, a devil in a human’s body. I don’t have a heart that beats so that you can enter. My eyes shift depending on the hunger and the desires of my body. My mouth has killed many. And my ears fall deaf because of my desires.”

“You are much better than what you think you are Anya. You know that yourself.”

“Then, will you let me get to know you more? Will you let me show you a piece of myself that none other has seen? Will you trust me even when I thirst for blood? Will you, let me love you with all that I have?”

“Anya, you don’t know how long I’ve waited for you. I’ve looked at every corner of this country just so I’d be able to find you. And I will not waste another minute not having you by my side.”

“But will you? Will you trust me?”

“Yes, Anya-yah. I trust you, with all my heart and soul.”

“I love you, Anastasia Jung.”

“I love you, Anya.”

Note: written by supercalifragilistic

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