"You killed Belinda."
I didn’t ask him, I knew he had. No one else around us had the same crimson colored aura as Adrian did right now, not inside the club tonight anyways. He laughed but it was cold, sending a shiver racing down my spine at how hollow and empty it was. His tongue was hot, unlike the rest of him as he flicked my earlobe with it before nibbling on the tissue of my ear gently.
"I needed to get your attention Syn. Going through the Guild wasn’t an option and since you seem to be playing with the enemy lately. Knocking on your door wasn’t an option either."
"So you killed her to get to me?" I swallowed past the bile that pushed up with a vengeance as his words rocked through me.
"She was turning us onto inside information from the Guild Syn. Believe it or not I still love you enough to protect you. She was looking into you specifically. I found hundreds of pictures inside her apartment. Of you. We never asked her to look into you Syn, which means someone else had. When she wouldn’t give up the information, I took her out."
"And the bomb?" I snapped angry at everything happening around me.
"Had to make it look like the killer who keeps taking out immortals to get you to look into it and hopefully come here."
"You killed Rex, hell! You almost killed me Adrian," I whispered vehemently.
He stopped moving his eyes flashing with regret. "You don't normally go to crime scenes, how was I supposed to know you would've been there standing over the fucking body?"
"Next time call my fucking cell phone, or send a fucking letter Adrian, like normal fucking people do."
"Oh and what Syn? Oh by the way, I'm not dead and could you come with me because we found something that could, or couldn’t be from the serial killer? No, because I know you baby, you wouldn't have listened to anything I said without slamming the door in my face." He shouted making those around who hadn't been staring before, now do so.
"Well maybe if you would have kept your fucking pulse beating you wouldn’t have to hide in the fucking shadows!"
"I made a choice, I was given an ultimatum and I took it. I couldn't chance the coven' life and I couldn’t be with you because you wouldn’t either. This way, we can be together!" he was growling now his words coming out hard and sharp.
"Yea? Ever consider the fact that I don’t fuck dead things!? What did you think this would do? Did you even fucking think about asking me how I felt? Did you think we'd live happily ever fucking after if you did this?"
He smiled sadly and shook his head, "No Syn, nothing is that easy with you. I was given a choice, one that could ensure I'd be strong enough to protect you from the things that killed your parents. But hell maybe I was wrong since you're currently fucking one."
I slapped him before I could think better of it. The sound was audible and harsh over the song still playing. "Fuck you Adrian," I snarled seeing red at his words.
"If you're not fucking him Fancy Face, then why the fuck are you wearing his mark? Why the fuck are you shacked up in his fucking house? Explain why I felt you react to him more than once?"
"I buried you! I fucking mourned you Adrian. You have no fucking right to be pissed about anything I do or don’t do. Not anymore."
"You think I don’t want to leave you alone Syn? I've tried, believe me baby I've fucking tried and yet no one can replace you. Hell, they can't even come close to giving me what you have."
I felt more tears push at the back of my eyes but I refused to allow them to fall. This was too much, I had buried him and he'd been a few blocks from my apartment the entire time. He'd become something else entirely and he'd chosen to. I pulled further away from him which was harder than it should have been.
I wanted him to hold me, to tell me this was some sick and twisted joke and that he was human still, but he wasn’t. He lacked a pulse. "I came to find out if you guys had any bodies piling up Adrian."
"I just told you I wasn’t over you and you ask about dead bodies."
I turned and took the ashen color of Adam and Larissa. They were in shock which meant neither of them had known he was alive either. "I can't do this right now Adrian."
"No, you just don't think I am the same guy. Take me for a ride Syn, I promise it will be one you will never forget."
"Seriously? You want me to just forget that you pretended to be dead, or the fact that you left me and the coven you vowed to protect and you used us!" I was poking my finger into his solid chest with anger now. "Ride you? I want to kick your fucking ass Adrian! What you put us through is unforgivable."
His eyes started swirling as he moved closer to me, his movements that of the undead. Quick, deadly and calculating. "You belong with me Syn. You always will."