Rejected Love

** A group of teenage boys were walking down the road. There were six of them. Each having had great fun from the party they just presented to their dear friend, Kane, on his eighteenth birthday that night. They were all returning home after having spent a marvelous time together. Their friendship was something special. They were best friends, more like brothers. But no one knew what was going to happen in the next moment.

It was about midnight and the route back to their home was quiet and deserted. However, they had nothing to worry about as long as they were together. They were laughing and cracking stupid jokes at each other when a man in a black hood suddenly appeared in front of them. They were startled by the sudden appearance of the stranger.

The boys glanced at each other, a sense of fear gnawing at their hearts.

"Hey, man! Do you need any help?" After much hesitation, Sandy, the eldest one of the boys stepped towards the mysterious person. The man lifted his head towards them so that now his glowing red eyes were on show. As soon as Sandy saw those horrific eyes, he took frightened steps back, so did the others. But it was too late to escape now. Two more men came up from behind them and snapped the necks of the two who were at the back of the group of now frightened boys.

The other four boys turned towards the now lifeless bodies of their pals and tears brimmed the edge of their eyes. Adrenaline rushed through their veins as their life flashed before their eyes.

"What are you?" Sandy cried out in utter terror. He could feel himself and his friends shaking with fear. The man smirked evilly. His face looked murderous.

"Your death!" He lunged for Sandy, whilst the other two vampires caught the other two boys and sank their fangs in their necks in the beat of a heart. The only one left now was Kane and he didn't know what to do. Tears were rolling down his face as he watched the vampire, who was going to be his death, coming towards him.

The vampire gripped him by his slender throat and brought him near his mouth to sink his horrible looking fangs inside his neck and quench his thirst for blood. But at the same time, someone shouted from a distance.

"Stop!"

The vampire, who had gripped Kane by his neck, loosened his hold and faced the other person. Another ruthlessly evil smile spread through his hideous features.

"Oh, Bryson! What a pleasant surprise. Are you here for a late-night snack too?" He snarled, more like hissed in a hoarse voice. The man, whose name was Bryson, clenched his jaw tightly to control his anger which wasn't helping seeing the bastard in front of him. Bryson said through gritted teeth. "Leave the boy alone!"

"Try me." With that, he dug his elongated fangs deep into Kane's neck and extreme pain spread through his body. **

I woke up with a start breathing heavily. My hair was messed up and my eyes were giving the darkest shade of red probably with the anger and agony. Again the same dream. The nightmare.

Yes, nightmare! It was a memory in the form of a nightmare of the night I lost everything, my friends, my family, and even my life.

You must be thinking, if I'm already dead then how am I telling you this. I'm a vampire. A strong but alone vampire, who has nothing to lose and the people who have nothing to lose are the most dangerous beings.

I hate weak and pathetic beings because I was once one of them and that's why I have been punished and lost everything.

Being immortal could indeed be considered as a punishment. To live for eternity but with no one beside you.

To see every beloved dying but not being able to promise them a reunion because you're immortal. To remember their deaths for eternity. To remember your mistakes and regret them all your never-ending life. Seeing flowers bloom in spring and then see them fade into nothing during winter.

Bryson once told me that every vampire has a mate, who is supposed to accompany them for eternity, to fill the lonely and empty gap in their lives and dead hearts. They are your soul mates, basically your other half. But I don't need a mate. In my opinion, they will only make me weak and pathetic. I don't need anyone! No one!

I reached out to my side table drawer to grab the pills Stella gave me. They helped in keeping those nightmares away from me which was the only way I could get to sleep. Stella was a witch and a good friend of mine. As human pills don't affect vampires, I asked her to make me pills to get better sleep or probably to not see nightmares? But the drawer was empty, meaning my pills had finished.

I shall have to ask her for more in the morning. But now I couldn't go back to sleep. The room felt too cramped and the air inside was exceptionally suffocating tonight if that made any sense at all.

Getting out in the fresh air was my priority at the moment. I decided to go for a run in the forest in order to clear my mind from all those depressing memories. The forest was in front of our house, giving a vivid image of nature's beauty. I changed my clothes and headed out. There were still some hours left before dawn because the sky was still pitch black and particularly starless tonight. It was as if even nature knew how depressed I'd gotten and changed itself to look like that. I started running deep in the forest and lost track of time.

I don't know how long had I been running in the forest, but out of nowhere, I heard the sound of a loud crash and stopped in my tracks. Strong anticipation rose deep inside me and clutched my heart painfully. Suddenly, the smell of blood tickled my nostrils. I didn't waste another second and immediately dashed towards the source of the smell. My mind was blank while my body moved on its own.

When I was near the spot another smell hit my nose. It was a sweet fragrance of lotus flowers that made me restless for some reason. I ran even faster with my already inhuman speed. As I got closer, I saw a broken and dented car at the edge of the road and it was about to fall down the cliff. I quickly fled towards the car and pushed it back on the road with all my strength. Sometimes being a vampire wasn't that bad I supposed. When the car stabled on the road, I peeked inside.

There was a man and a woman in the front seats. They were already dead by the impact of the car crash. I could sense their hearts not beating. There was nothing I could do. When I was about to leave the scene of the accident, the delicious, heavenly scent of lotus flowers again hit my nostrils. I shifted my gaze to the back seat where a little girl was lying, bleeding from the side of her head and left arm. Her arm had a huge gash on it. I was momentarily struck by the shock but then my senses came back and I immediately moved towards the backseat door and tore it open. The door came off its hinges so I carelessly tossed it aside. I pulled the little girl out of the car carefully as if I was holding a fragile doll. Sparks were erupting everywhere I touched her. I could easily tell who she was to me.

My mate.

So weak.

So pathetic.

I have a weak and pathetic mate. I thought as I looked at her in disgust and displeasure.

Just like me when I was human. She is human! I don't want a mate. I don't want a weak and pathetic mate! She can't fix me! She's nothing! Screw this!

My thoughts were going berserk with the rushing flashes of my past. I tucked my hand through my hair roughly in an unsuccessful attempt to stop the replay of those horrible evocations. I laid her on the small grass patch at the side of the deserted road. She was half-conscious, so possibly she could hear me...

"Hey!" I said, jerking her pale face gently. Blood was covering half of her face but she was still looking beautiful in the moonlight. The sparks weren't going unnoticed and I reminded myself that it was just the mate-bond. I was determined in my decision and there was no way I was going to change it. The girl opened her eyes slightly and with that, I did what I thought was right at that time.

"I, Kane Wilson, reject you as my mate!" I said, with all the strength I could have mustered in my miserable state of emotions and with that, I left her there, feeling extreme pain in my heart. But I pushed that pain aside and ran from there in my ultimate inhuman speed.

Away from her!

Still feeling the Rejection Pain.

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Sya's P.O.V:

"Hey! Get up you dumbass!"

I felt someone poking the side of my head while shaking my shoulder violently.

I don't want to wake up. I slept just a few hours ago. Maybe I slept for three hours?

When the shaking didn't stop, I waved my hand in annoyance.

"Go away!" I said, irritated from the constant disturbance but boy was I wrong? The disturbance only turned into a thunderstorm.

"Sya Summers, what the fuck did you just say?!" On hearing my full name, I bolted up on my bed and the sheets fell on the floor. There stood my aunt Helena. She was glaring at me with her furious blue eyes as I squirmed uncomfortably under her gaze. She had blonde hair, which was above her shoulders, a lean figure, and beautiful features, if she would stop ducking her face in the cake. Note the sarcasm, please.

A fierce frown was apparent on her face. "S-sorry aunt Helena! I-I was-- I didn't realize I was late." I managed to stutter as I looked at the floor as if her face was there. I knew if I dared to look at her face she would get angrier than she was right now.

"Get up and make breakfast for us! I don't suppose you want to make dear John angry now do you?" She smirked, which sent a chill of fear down my spine. She knew exactly where she was going with this. She knew what type of effect mentioning her "dear John" was going to have on me.

If he gets mad he will beat the shit out of me. Moreover, it isn't just any other day where I can be beaten just because he felt like it. It's my first day of college! I don't want it to be ruined.

John was her son, a real bastard. He would call me abusive names and beat me up whenever he would be pissed about something or I'd rather say, just about anything. I didn't want to make him mad today.

With that thought, I got out of my bed and headed towards the bathroom to freshen up. I quickly dressed up for college, knowing I wouldn't get much time for that anyway and if I was late any further, I would be in deep shit. I slipped into my casual jeans and tank top with a black hoodie.

Black, my favorite!

I stepped downstairs from my room and into the kitchen where Aunt Helena and John were sitting. Aunt Helena was checking her nails as if they were the most precious things in the world. While John glared at me when he saw me coming. A scowl appeared on his obnoxious face.

"Finally, the bitch has woken up from her slumber. Now, if you don't mind, would you please make us breakfast!" He bellowed at me. I flinched and took a few steps back. I nodded before starting to make breakfast.

It won't be bad if I added some poison into their food, would it?

After serving them breakfast, I took my leave as soon as possible. I didn't want to be late for college because of them. I almost the bus because it was just pulling out when I got to the bus stop. I hurriedly got in and took a seat near the window. The bus started and with that, I plugged in my earphones to kill the time. It was a protective barrier against interaction with normal humans.

Life was not so difficult before the death of my parents. They loved me with all their hearts. We were the perfect family they tell about in books all the time. We would go on picnics and spend time together. I was their most precious possession. Everything was just perfect! Then, nine years later, on a fateful night, in a car accident, they lost the battle of their lives. I was also with them, but I survived.

Most people say that my survival from such an accident was nothing short of a miracle. But little did they know that I didn't survive on my own. I still remember those grey-blue glowing eyes staring at me. After that, I lost my consciousness but I never forgot those eyes. Those eyes were so inhuman yet so captivating. I didn't remember any other feature of that strange being because my vision was extremely blurry and the pain had numbed any other sensations I had had. Anyhow, deep down I knew that he came specially to save me.

Maybe he was sent from the heavens?

I had always fantasized about such things in my childhood. But now, I knew that if we want to survive in this cruel world we should be a fighter. But still every day, those eyes intimidate my memories.

With a slight jerk, the bus stopped, indicating that I had reached my destination and thus, pulling me out of my memories. I started walking down the road, which led to the college entrance.

Maybe college will be fun. After all, my best friend Hannah is here with me!

We were like sisters. She's my childhood friend. After my parents' death, I shifted here to stay with the only legal guardians I had. So we lost contact. But then, this year she decided to attend college here so that we could reunite. She knew all about my sufferings in Aunt Helena's house.

I was pulled out of my chain of thoughts when I saw Hannah from a distance, waving like a crazy woman at me. She had a huge grin plastered on her beautiful face. She had changed a lot and became even prettier than before.

She had long dark brown wavy hair that reached the middle of her back, chocolate brown eyes, and perfect body curves.

Woah! Look at you, hot stuff. I thought as I walked towards her. She spread her arms wide when we were just a foot apart and we hugged each other with all our might.

"I missed you sooooo much, Sy!" She exclaimed, pulling away from me. I just chuckled at her ever so lively-self. She didn't change, after all, still so childish. It caused warmth to bloom in my cold heart.

"I also missed my baby sooooo much!"

I said, whilst squeezing her face gently in between my hands. She pouted and hugged me again.

"How are you?" She asked, suddenly, sounding worried. I knew where that was coming from. After all, she knew about Aunt Helena's behavior and her dickhead of a son. I sighed and dropped my gaze to my feet.

"Fine... I think?" I said, remembering the abuse I have to face in that house every single day.

She sighed and soothingly rubbed my arm. "Everything will be alright. I'm here now and we will rock the college!" She yelled the last part enthusiastically, trying to lift up my spirits. I smiled at her and nodded. She always knew how to make me smile.

I also wish that college would be my escape from that horrible house and its horrible inhabitants.

Who knew my wish would become true.

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Kane's POV:

I was standing in my room, watching the colorful horizon from where the sun was rising. I isolated myself a long time ago or more precisely, since the night I rejected my mate. Nothing interested me anymore and neither did I let anything near enough to cause attraction.

I walked, stumbling into Stella's house, which was a small cottage in the middle of the forest.

"Stella, I-I need-your help!" I choked out, sobbing from the immense pain that was piercing my heart. It was unbearable now. I had clutched the spot where my heart was supposed to be, looking like a total mess. When she appeared from a room, I tried to walk towards her. Keyword; tried. When I took a step forward, the last shred of my strength collapsed and I fell to the floor. She ran towards me with a worried expression and kneeled in front of me.

"Wh-What happened, Kane? Why are you like this? What happened?!" She asked, worried at my miserable state. Anyone would have freaked out if they had seen the state I was in.

"I-I don't-know. My heart is hurting! Ahhhh!" I could hardly reply when a scream left my lips as the pain intensified. It felt as if someone was stabbing my heart repeatedly. My insides seemed to be bleeding.

"H-heart? Did you- Did you reject your mate?" She asked cautiously, afraid of my answer. I nodded as a wave of guilt passed through my already worn-out body. Her face contorted into a frown but she didn't ask more questions seeing my current state. She ran into the room she was in before and after a few seconds, came back and handed me a blue pill.

"Take it. This will decrease the rejection pain," I immediately took that pill and swallowed it. After a minute or two, the pain started to decrease and was a bit bearable now. I stood up, taking stumbling steps as she led me to one of the couches in her living room. Her purple pupils were wide opened, reflecting concern and anxiety.

"Thanks for the uh- the pill," I said sincerely, facing her with a small smile. She smiled in return but was still worried.

"Will you tell me what happened? And why did you reject your mate?" She asked in her soft gentle voice and I couldn't resist not telling her. She was one of the closest friends that I had made after turning into a vampire. I nodded and started to tell her everything that had happened. She listened carefully to every word and when I finished there was a moment of silence.

"Well if you want, I have a pill with which even if you happen to meet her again, you won't be able to recognize her. I mean you won't experience the pull of mate-bond," She said, eyeing me curiously, waiting for my answer. I thought for a while, anticipating any desire of my mate but decided to stay away from this mate-bond shit.

"Thank you. It would be a great help," I finally said, giving her a small smile as she stood up and brought me the pill.

After taking the pill the rejection pain I was experiencing before vanished and I felt light. Ever since that night, I never suffered that piercing pain again but the guilt was still there.

The guilt of rejecting my mate! But I didn't regret it. It was the right thing to do, for her sake. I hadn't told Bryson anything about this. Stella was the only one who knew about her and the fact that I already rejected her.

I was dismissed from my thoughts when a boy with dirty blonde hair and sparkling green eyes walked into my room.

"Come on man! What's wrong? It's the third place I have changed since the past nine years, but you don't seem to relax here either!"

Here we go again. I rolled my eyes. Yeah, I didn't hang out anymore with Bryson or the others since that night. It's like I have no interest left in anything in this world. The world seemed meaningless to me now. Not that anything was interesting in the first place. I-I just felt utterly....empty!

"Leave me alone, Bryson. I'm not in the mood to bicker." I said, still facing the view outside of the window. It was calming to the mind.

Bryson scoffed, clearly annoyed by my stubbornness. "You are never in the mood of talking. But it's enough now. Get ready, we are going to go to college."

Now it was my turn to scoff. I turned this time to see a hint of humor on his face but he was serious.

"Since when do vampires need to go to college?" I asked, mockingly as if it was some kind of joke. And it surely was because we were immortals for crying out loud. We didn't need to go to colleges or any other educational institutes. He simply shrugged at my question as if I had just spewed rubbish.

"We're immortals and don't age. We still look like teen boys. At least, we can kill some time this way. Come on bro, it will be fun." He said, walking towards me as he threw an arm over my shoulder and squeezed it.

"Please. And what are we going to learn at college? How to run faster than humans? How to drink blood the right way?" I muttered, wishing this conversation would be over and he would leave me alone. But he didn't budge.

"You dry leaf, you know nothing about the colors of life," he pressed his arm on my shoulder.

I barked out a laugh. "Seriously? You think I want to see the colors of life while I'm supposed to be dead? There are no colors left for us to see Bryson."

"Can't you do this for me? For once?" His voice took a sadder edge to it. "Please?"

I looked at him and realized just how much this guy has done for me. Saving me, changing places for me. It didn't feel right to put off his request this time so, I nodded in defeat.

He dragged me out to the car and drove me to this huge building. We stepped out of the car, wearing our shades, and gazed up at the place these humans called college.

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Sya's POV:

Hannah dragged me with her, arm in arm, widely smiling, inside the big white building.

I love her smile.

I smiled to myself at the thought and increased my pace to catch up with her.

The hall was filled with students buzzing around. I felt confident because my best friend was beside me. Otherwise, I was a girl who wouldn't have been able to survive in the huge crowd.

What can I say? It's the result of the abuse I'm facing.

"Where are we going?" I asked. She had a huge smile on her face like a clown while looking at everything like a four-year-old child in an amusement park.

"We are going to the reception to take our class schedules!" She chirped excitedly, on which I chuckled. She was this excited to get class schedules. Imagine her happiness on prom day.

Suddenly, I bumped into a wall. It was comparatively soft to the hard rocks at Aunt Helena's place. But aren't all walls rock solid? What type of a-

Wait! It's not a wall. It's a person!

I looked up to see the person I bumped into when I was captured by the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. Dark grey eyes with hints of blue orbs in them. I was just staring into those mesmerizing eyes as the world disappeared around me. It was only me and him.

Hannah nudged my arm.

"Are you okay?" She asked and I finally broke out from the trance.

"Y-yeah! I'm okay. I'm sorry-" I stuttered and was going to apologize when I noticed that the person I had bumped into had already left. I was confused about why those eyes were so captivating and somewhat familiar when Hannah nudged me again.

"Let's go!" She took my arm again and began to walk. I nodded absentmindedly because my mind was still stuck on the stranger I had just crashed into.

Those eyes. They reminded me of someone. But I don't know who.

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