《》Chapter 23
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I woke back in the hotel. I blinked a couple of times. The lights were out in the room. That's when I realized I was in Dracula's room. My heart broke into a billion pieces. I slowly rose from the bed. I changed my clothes quickly.
I moved around the room slowly. I packed all my things away. I propped the painting I had created for Dracula on his dresser. I swallowed the lump in the throat. I lightly touched it before moving away. I grabbed my bags and left the room quickly. I walked down to the lobby. Dracula was first to spot me. He rushed over to me.
"Where are you going?" He asked, gripping my shoulders.
"I am leaving," I replied, simply. "You love Erika, Dracula. I loved you. I still do. I am leaving so you won't have to chose because I have chosen for you."
Dracula stares down at me.
"But Ally..." He began.
"No.." I replied, sighing. "I am not your zing. You played me like a fool but I went along with it.. Dracula I love you But I believe your destiny isn't with me. It is with Erika."
I lightly touched his cheek. He closed his eyes as the tears formed. I could feel mine rolling down my cheeks. I ran my thumb against his cool skin.
"I love you Dracula... But this is a goodbye," I whispered.
I moved my hand away and planted a kiss on his cheek. I slipped the engagement ring into his hand. I swiftly left before he or I could do something reckless which would make me stay. I moved swiftly to waiting carriage. I placed my bags on the roof and tied them down with a flick of my wrist. I climbed in and the way it went. I nestled into the seat and closed my eyes. I covered my face with my hands. I sobbed endless into them until there was no more tears. I did not return home to my family nor did I want to return to the hotel.
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"Stop," I whispered/yelled.
The carriage rolled to a stop. I climbed out and grabbed my bags. I looked back at the hotel. My heart dropped to the pit in my stomach. I placed a hand over my already two month pregnancy bump.
"It is just us now, my darling.." I whispered. "I promise to protect you and love you unconditional."
I looked down at the bump and smiles softly. I turned on my heel and disappeared deep into the woods.
I kept my eyes closed as I felt Ally slip something cold into my hand. Nothing around us mattered anymore as my own cold heart shattered. I opened my eyes and Ally was gone. Why didn't I stop her? Why didn't I tell her how much I truly loved her? I slowly opened my hand and the ring I had given her glimmered in my palm but it also looked sad. I looked up to see Erika.
"Dracula!" She called, throwing her arms around me.
"Erika can I talk to you on the roof for a minute?" I asked, in a quiet tone.
"Sure," She Agreed.
I held the ring in my palm as I walked up to the roof. I sat down and Erika sat down beside me. I sucked in the a deep breath and before I knew it Erika thought the ring was for her and she 'accepted' the marriage proposal. My shoulders slumped and a soft smile danced on my lips. We both left the roof. I left Erika to look around the hotel. I went to my room. I walked in and that's when I saw it. The painting sitting on my dresser. Beside it was the one Ally had painted. I moved closer to get a better look. It had Ally's initials on the bottom right corner of both paintings. I picked it up and turned it slowly.
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To my dearest love for our wedding day.
My heart broke more as I sat on the edge of my bed.
"What have I done?" I asked, myself aloud.
Behind the large one was painting of them. He placed the paintings back and he rushes downstairs to ask his friends to help him search for Ally.
No one has seen or heard from Ally. I paced the floor of my room. Mavis was planning mine and Erika's wedding. I looked out the window of my room. My heart hurt each we searched. Where could she be?
I walked outside. My baby bump was a little bigger now, it looked about 4 months, but the baby is slowly slowing down on the rapid growing. The cabin was over grown but beautiful anyway. I had planted flowers here and there to freshen it up. I heard the sounds of my barn yard animals. It was up in the mountains near a local village. I had a shop in town where I sold baked goods and healing herbs. The village was old and uncommon to the modern world which was fine by me. I walked down the path towards the the village. I unlocked the door to my shop, when I arrived, and I went inside. I quickly got started on making fresh bread, muffins and so on. I hummed as I worked. The door opened and I did not turn to see who it was.
"Hello, Vlad," I greeted, turning to look at him.
"Hello, Ally," Vlad responded.
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