Look in to My Eyes Ch.14

POV:Rose

In the last few weeks since my birthday I had gotten more odd gifts. I had gotten a:

Bell that was very old, it looked like a hand bell to summon servants. It had roses carved into it. With it was a note that said:

I am forever in your service. If at anytime you need me, just ring.

Then I got a father pen. It was black and white with golden swirls on it. It also had an angel and what looked to be dyed purple feathers on it. It was a very lovely gift even if I would not use it. With it was a letter that said:

I hope that some day you will write me back with this.

Beckah was very much in love with the idea of these gifts. She said that I should be happy that someone likes me so much and that maybe he was shy and that is why he has yet to show himself. I was happy but something did not feel right, but I just brushed it off.

A few more days passed and I got board. I may have been a home body but I had never been fully left alone. Beckah was normally trying to get me to do something or talking with me. But she had things to do the last few days and both Nik and Elijah had no time for me. So I started to look around. I wanted to see if I could find any hidden rooms or doors. There had been a lot in our old home.

At first I fond nothing but as the days passed I felt drawn to go down into the basement. There I found a door that opened to an old rocky room. That room led to more and as I walked I saw vampires that looked to have been dieing there for a long time. Some moaned and others did not make a sound.

I wanted to turn back, but something told me that I needed to keep going.

When I reached the end I found an old looking casket. I slowly opened the top fearful of what could be inside.

Inside was a man (well he was more of a boy) that looked like a much younger Elijah but paler with somewhat more blond in his hair. He looked very burnt. Like someone had set fire to him. He also had a hole to his chest. Someone had wanted him to stay dead it would seem.

But why? I guess I would never know.

I let that thought play though my mind as I reached out to stroke this mans hair. When I touched him I felt something happen…