Fanon:Of The Night - Chapter 16

“I’m just not in love with you.” I finished my endlessly long rant to Sinjon. He sighed as he leaned back in a comfortable leather chair. With Elvira’s information, I’d called up Sinjon and arrived at his house (which wasn’t that hard to spot) to finally break off our mandatory engagement. He gazed past me with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

“You’re not going to change your mind, are you?” He finally asked. I let a half-smile surface on my face, because I admired Sinjon’s hopefulness.

“No.”

He sighed again but this time, looked me in the eyes. I saw heartbrokenness like I had never seen in another vampire. Suddenly, I was a teenager again, sitting in Elvira’s penthouse with Michael facing me with the same heartbrokenness that severed our friendship. My heart lurched for Michael and Sinjon. I didn’t love them nor did I want to hurt them. For once in my life, I wished people would stop loving me so much. I slid the vampiric engagement off my ring finger and tried to offer it to Sinjon but he instead put it back in my hand and enclosed my fingers around it.

“Keep it,” He said calmly. “To remember me by.” He led me out of his lavish home and watched me leave from the front door. As I left the Frank property, my eyes threatened tears. At an unnatural, vampiric speed I sprinted back home, hoping the wind would dry my tears before they could leave any evidence of regret. Deep down, I knew Sinjon was doing the same thing, just as Michael had done.

A week had passed since I had broken off my engagement with Sinjon Frank. Since then, I had apologized to Brigit and Matilda. I had also, in an attempt to get over Sinjon, had buried myself in my work and in what little free time I had been starting a secret relationship with Matthew Hamming. It seemed everything was going perfectly in life. That’s what worried me. Every time my life was seemingly perfect, something would happen to make my life disastrous again. It was like a vicious cycle. Until disaster struck, I decided to make the best of what I had in front of me.