Chapter 2: The Transformation
I woke up the next morning, still in pain from last night. I never thought it would hurt that much nor did I know he was so good at it. I looked up at his angel-like face, perfectly content and asleep, and smiled. I moved my leg and brushed the liquid on the sheet. I groaned lightly and slowly, but painfully got up and rushed to the bathroom. "We're a mess, and there's probably blood all over the place. How are we supposed to explain this to Abel?" Ion groaned, a blanket covering him from the waist down. My dress was torn and there were scratches and tiny bite marks on me, not to mention bruises. My hair was in knots and my eyes were still diluted, like I'd been smoking crystal meth or something.
"I'll figure out something. In the mean time, even though you'll be a little offended, do you have any clothes that will fit me? I sure in the hell can't go out looking like this." Ion stared at me in shock. "What? What did I do?" I was suddenly afraid I really had offended him.
"Y-you cussed...." Ion gasped with a slight smirk on his face. I gasped.
"I did! Oh man, this is just fucking great. Crap, I just did it again." I felt a sharp pain in my head and fell to my knees, clutching my head and screaming. It felt like I was being ripped apart. Ion suddenly gasped and pointed to my mouth. I nervously felt my teeth. "Fangs?!?" I looked at my hand and saw long, razor-sharp nails. Another wave of pain. "Help me!!!" I screamed as I got on my hands and knees, looking at Ion with tear-filled eyes. Abel came in mid-scream and ordered Ion to back away. "Abel, I-I... am so thirsty. I'm scared...."
Abel ordered some woman to come in. It was the maid from last night! "Do your job, maid. We knew this would happen sometime. Ion, go." Abel moved just in time for me to see the maid drop to her knees and uncover her neck.
"I'm staying. I know how to control myself." Ion snapped, grasping the desk's trimming.
"I-I can't. I won't...." I tried to keep myself from moving towards her, but failed. Ion gasped as I grasped her shoulders, tears in my eyes.
"This is... no it can't be." He shook his head, but his memory of the jail cell played over and over again in his head. I moved my mouth closer, making the memory even clearer for him.
Ion, I-I-I.... I'm sorry. I bit into the woman, her ear-splitting scream making me go insane. I drank every last drop of blood, her lifeless body falling out of my mouth. "That... was good. Can I have more, Abel?" My voice was different. It was... evil and demented. I didn't like it one bit. "Ugh, I hate this new voice. Can't we fix it?"
"Sorry, Sweetheart, but it's permanent." Ion apologized, hugging me. He softly whispered in my ear, "Now we can be together forever. I love you so much, Esther."
With tears stinging my eyes, I laid my cheek on his head and whispered, "I love you too, Ion. So much more than you'll ever know." A tear escaped my eye, falling onto his beautifully blond hair. He gasped. I hugged him tighter, my tears staining his hair. His face went bright red when I pressed his face into my chest. I felt his hot face slowly warm my breasts. I giggled, making him growl. "Don't growl at your fiancée, dork." I laughed, releasing him and wiping my tears on the back of my blood stained hand.
Abel threw a black, folded cloth on the bed with a gold ribbon. "Change into that, then head downstairs. You two have to meet the wedding planner." With that said, Abel walked out. I slid out of my disgusting, blood soaked dress, letting it drop to the ground. Ion gulped, and I looked at him.
"What?" I asked, now feeling embarrassed.
"I never realized what a beautiful, slim body you have." Ion replied, averting his gaze. I giggled. "Need help with the tying?"
"Please?" I smiled. He carefully wrapped the gold ribbon around my waist, making a huge bow in the back. The kimono was knee- length and flared out. It was black silk with gold weaved in. I went into the bathroom and froze when I saw my reflection. My hair was jet black and my eyes were a bright, crimson red.