As things fall into place I can't help but feel that something is missing. Why do we always face that problem? Can't we just be content with having our peace and perfection without having to ruin it?

Snow White and the Seven Goths

Why can't I?

It was many days after the dinner, and yes, I was still sleeping on a blow up bed on October's floor. And for all the sadists out there, yes she does step on me often. No, Henry hasn't asked her out yet, yes they still text each other at ridiculous hours of the night. Yes, I have gotten a job at a local fast food joint; yes I still have white blonde hair. Anything else that you want to ask me you noisy person you? No, you're good now? Alright, good.

Now to continue on with our tale of how Vlad and I became, well Vlad and I. It was just that. Us, as in two different people brought together by who knows what fighting to stay together. He was a vampire, well a half vampire, and I a human. We had different begging's, different hard ships. And now similar problems.

If you ever thought loving someone was easy please hit yourself now. It's not easy; it's a hard and grueling task dealing with another person, let alone someone that you actually have romantic feelings for! You're so bent on not hurting the other than you often find yourself dancing on eggshells to avoid conversations that you've really wanted.

I've come to relies that I can never be as close as I want to be to Vlad. Not as his girlfriend, not as his best friend, and no longer as his drudge. This sounds stupid, but I want to be his sun, I want to be his stars… I want to be the first thing that he thinks of when he rolls out of bed. "Hey Snow, what are you doing tonight?" his voice sounded in my ear.

It's become a ritual for me to wake him every morning at exactly eleven; we've been on the phone now for nearly ten minutes. Most of that time being me yelling at him to stay awake, but that isn't very important. "I don't have to work tonight, so I guess I'm yours, if that's what you're suggesting," a smile graces my lips when I hear him hum in content. It looks like I answered correctly.

"Wanna come over and watch a movie?" he yawned, the words going up slightly in pitch. I blushed, so many thoughts running through my head at blinding speeds—most of them were dirty, I'm not afraid to admit that.

"I already said that I was yours, and I meant that—now, get up, take a shower and I'll be over sometime for dinner. Please tell Nelly," I told him with a sigh resting my head on the back of the couch. October was texting Henry again, giggling like a man fool at whatever was just sent. Yesh, I rolled my eyes saying my goodbyes before hanging up.

I dropped the cell phone on the couch beside me, blinking up at the ceiling. Everything was moving so fast, yet so damn slow—why was that? I seemed to just be standing in the same spot watching the world turn, watching October slowly starting to let go of me, while I'm left grasping on air. Vlad, heh, Vlad and I are just in our 'what do I do' kind of moment. We're left to stare at each other, waiting for the other to react.

I brought a hand up to my face watching my fingers tremble, why couldn't I just be happy for everyone? I stood, taking the phone with me, "I'm taking a shower," I muttered, October didn't even acknowledge. I closed my eyes painfully tight, I had to get out of this place before myself angst consumed me. What was with me?

M.B.C.R says: You guys can hate me all you want, but I really don't feel like writing happy stuff at the moment- and this chapter is just to try to get me back into the fandom. Again, I have the plot in my head, I was trying to beat the last book (but after the first couple chapters the damn book came out and ruined my plans). Oh well, I just have to do some tweeking and some get myself in the mood to write this damn thing again.

Thank you for all your lovely reviews, and I do plan on finishing this- no matter how hard its going to be.