—“This. I can’t do this. I love him – God, do I love him – but… I just can’t handle this. I mean he… I’m older than him now!” She kept her voice low, but there was no mistaking the force behind those words.
I glanced around, checking to see if anyone was listening. They weren’t. “I know, I know,” I said softly. “It’s going to happen to me, too. Four years from now… but it’s coming.”
She shook her head wildly. There were tears in the corners of her eyes, just waiting for their chance to fall. “No, you don’t know, Dee! You’re family, and family’s love is, is unconditional. Charlie adores you, and he’ll love you forever.”
“He’ll love you, too.”
“Will he, Dee?” she asked, blinking twice. Those tears looked set to fall any second now. “Will he love me when I’m thirty? Forty? Old enough to be his mother? Grandmother?”
Vampire/human romances don’t really get anything remotely resembling a happy ending without a whole lot of sacrifice and suffering. And change.
And, as Kirsti (the girlfriend of Delia’s vampire brother) is experiencing first hand it might just be best to love and let go.
22 year old writer, web designer and student from New Zealand.
