V and W

It had been so long since they had last crossed paths. Forbidden lovers. Hunting each other like livestock. Trying to stay away from the torture that had engulfed them once but, falling into the trap once again set before them. Tumbling into each other once more. The pale soul and the black.

She entered into the clearing unaware that he had been following her. That he had been watching her every move since she came back to their hiding place from both wolf pack and coven. Yes, the girl with her flowing black hair, pale skin, blood stained lips, sharp fangs and crimson corset had returned, into what used to be their territory and she would very well pay for it this night.

THAT MOMENT

This started as all things usually start. An attraction. A few years of seeing but never really noticing. Wanting to say something but never being able to because of other things. Sometimes that attraction decreases, other times the attraction increases and sometimes the attraction is so shy that it takes something grand and out of the ordinary for any one to admit to it. 

This all started in a moment like that. Where for years there had always been seeing, then a little noticing here and there and now something beautiful. Took a while but life has a funny way of working out and it all started with a few random moments in time. A birthday text, two out of the blue meetings and a few long conversations. 

Two people not really friends not really enemies. One reaching out to another on her way to an evening of fun and the other last minute reciprocating. On that night though, to him, it would've seemed like a pointless waste of time. For her though, she saw things that night that changed how she looked at him. You see, the complications that arise when there is another in a situation can sometimes be off putting but he never gave up. Yes he was disheartened but she saw his attraction that night. In every little glance that he thought went unnoticed. So many people to pay attention to and yet that night every time she looked up she saw him looking, caught him glancing with that look on his face. Mystery. Curiosity.   Out of every look, there was just that one that she would ponder over for days. Too afraid to ask if what she had seen was correct. That look where he locked eyes with her and she saw for a moment a caring and a fondness that she thought she would never come across again. The anger and pain that had built a wall of ice around her heart disappeared. 

A few days later a second night of an off the cuff meeting provided some deadly peaceful insight into everything that had been playing in her mind. She had all her answers she had been looking for except something was holding her back from him. It was more then the fear of getting hurt again. It was the fear of letting go of what had been in her past. As time passed and she let him in, he helped her heal. Now they go through every day, a challenge because of the distance but happy to be together.

His playful disposition and childish outlook on life lifted her spirits.