Abigail's vampire story!

Chapter 1 - The wedding

The music started in same time as she made her first footstep in the room. Her gown made contact with the green grass. The wind blew, the grass moved from left to right. Her hair too, but not as much. The sunset was behind her; make her the most mind-blowing thing I’ve ever seen. Her corset was white with tiny jewels all over it; they shone from the sun’s impact. Every step she made we were closer to become married, every step she made we were closer to stay together for live, till we die. At that moment I thought about what was going to happen for us when death catches up with us. Were we going to be meant to stay together for life? Will one of us die and leave our future children earlier than the other? She grabbed my hand, and I jumped from the contact, for a moment I was in my own world. I brushed my hand threw her blond hair, my hand came out intact with nothing, the reason, why it was because she took so much care of it, that care I hope, she will use it in our relationship. Her eyes looked into mine, questioning herself if it was the best for her, maybe it wasn’t. Just the thought of not being with her made me unhappy.

I wasn’t made for him that was the only thing I was able to think of. He was still looking in my eyes, he knew it, he knew that I thought we weren’t made for each other, we were too different, he seemed to want to agree, but in the same time he didn’t accept it.
“Abigail, do you agree to stay with me and love me until death separates us? He was ready to put the ring through my finger but I didn’t respond, so of course he didn’t. Everyone was under shock that I didn’t answer you could hear whispering through the whole garden. “No, I won’t, I rushed in-between the two rows of chairs, I could hear his voice crying for me to come back but I didn’t respond. I grabbed my heels and through them into the water, into the fountain, the fountain had two angels kissing each other. Maybe it was meant for us to be together, but I thought if I didn’t know now I never would .As I ran through each stair a cracking noise it made. I closed my door hard, and crawled down to the floor, sitting down behind the white door. My old drawings were all over the walls, they hadn’t changed anything from my room wich hurt me, cause it seemed as if they knew I wasn’t going to come back.Even though i did.