Cause I loved the tree,it made me free. Went all the time,to have some degrees of peace.
She looked at me, all I saw was freee-her.Never wanted her to be so shielded.I never wanted her to experience the horrors, to see the gore.I never wanted her to see the blood stain; caked, brownish red and disturbing.I still can't get the expression on her face when she saw me...then.
I still can't get over the look on her face.One of horror,deceit, disgust and fear.
She was afraid of...me?
I remember trying to reach out for her,"Caitlyn...", but that only made her take a step back,then another one and another step. She was backing away from me. She was afraid of me.
Oh no no no.
This wasn't supposed to happen. She wasn't supposed to see that. I had just stepped out of the house for a second to take some fresh air, when I felt a pang of hunger. A painful pang.
It's been weeks since I had any blood. I was starving,dying.
But I refused to feed from her.
My sweet sweet girl. Oh,how I loved and adored her.
I was a beast and she was the one keeping me at bay.
I still remember how her little fingers felt wrapped against my huge index finger. She was... everything to me.
As I stand here, alone in the darkness, I can feel the weight of my immortal years bearing down upon me. The memories of Caitlyn of our laughter and our tears, they haunt me still. I am a monster, a creature driven by my basest instincts. And yet, for one fleeting moment, I knew what it was to be human.
I recall the way her hand felt in mine, the way her touch ignited a fire within me. I remember the way she'd look at me, with eyes that saw beyond the monster and into the heart of the man. And I remember the way she'd smile, a smile that could light up the darkest of nights.
But that's all gone now. Caitlyn is gone, and I am left to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart. I'll wander the earth for eternity, alone and unloved, forever haunted by the memories of what could have been.
