Author note: I invite you to review the ML´s hottest episode. This "missing scene" will be special, will have two parts, one part will be based on what we watched on the screen and the other part will be completely fictitious trying to explain what we didn´t. I hope you enjoy it.
Kisses
Selene
BLACK CRYSTAL:
PART 1 "I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU" (here)
PART 2 "TEMPTATION"
Kisses
Selene
BLACK CRYSTAL:
PART 1 "I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU" (here)
PART 2 "TEMPTATION"
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Yes, I would, I was going to keep that memory in the most secret place in my mind as I had done after drinking her blood. I would do anything just to have her be the same as before, and seeing her eyes without veils that conceal the crystalline frankness of her gaze, without tension that could erase the freshness of her smile. This time it was me who wanted an excuse to be close to her and if the work was the only one available at that time, it was welcomed.
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"Everything you are,
everything you'll be,
touches the current of love
so deep in me.
Every sigh in the night,
every tear that you cry,
seduces me
All that I am,
all that I'll be,
means nothing at all
if you can't be with me.
Your most innocent kiss
or your sweetest caress,
seduces me
I don't care about tomorrow
I've given up on yesterday
Here and now is all that matters
Right here with you is where I'll stay
Everything in this world,
every voice in the night,
every little thing of beauty,
comes shining thru in your eyes.
And all that is you becomes part of me too
'Cause all you do seduces me
And if I should die tomorrow,
I'd go down with a smile on my face
I thank God I've ever known you
I fall down on my knees
For all the love we've made"
everything you'll be,
touches the current of love
so deep in me.
Every sigh in the night,
every tear that you cry,
seduces me
All that I am,
all that I'll be,
means nothing at all
if you can't be with me.
Your most innocent kiss
or your sweetest caress,
seduces me
I don't care about tomorrow
I've given up on yesterday
Here and now is all that matters
Right here with you is where I'll stay
Everything in this world,
every voice in the night,
every little thing of beauty,
comes shining thru in your eyes.
And all that is you becomes part of me too
'Cause all you do seduces me
And if I should die tomorrow,
I'd go down with a smile on my face
I thank God I've ever known you
I fall down on my knees
For all the love we've made"
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"BLACK CRYSTAL PART 1"
"I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU"
"I WANNA BE CLOSE TO YOU"
MICK: 55 years without feeling love, warmth and affection from anyone, may be a long time ... But, for someone like me, 55 years isolated in solitude punctuated by betrayal and guilt and closed off completely to love, can be an eternity.
Resignation was not easy, it never is, and yet with that kiss, she gave me something I didn’t expect, something beyond love or affection that made me feel that night when she hugged me for the first time when she was a little girl, and even beyond desire and passion she awoke in me like a woman the day in which she saved my life in the desert, offering me her blood and her life. She had given me the innocent sincerity of that kiss something that I had lost after Coraline’s betrayal, something that I thought I would never feel again, the hope of loving. No matter if that could or could not be, at this moment the only thing that mattered what she said with that kiss, the warm contact of her lips on mine, impulsive and tender, passionate and innocent that she is. She had kissed me even knowing that I was a vampire. The childlike impetuosity of her kiss begged me to stay, while the warm intensity of her touch told me she loved me and the taste on her lips was almost like a dream that I never would have expected to get.
But you cannot always get what you want, even though you have it at hand, that's a lesson I learned with Coraline. Love is never easy, or maybe it's and we insist on complicating it. Perhaps that’s why every time fate decided to unite us and make us take a step forward, somehow, our own fear to go beyond, always ended making us take a step back.
Resignation was not easy, it never is, and yet with that kiss, she gave me something I didn’t expect, something beyond love or affection that made me feel that night when she hugged me for the first time when she was a little girl, and even beyond desire and passion she awoke in me like a woman the day in which she saved my life in the desert, offering me her blood and her life. She had given me the innocent sincerity of that kiss something that I had lost after Coraline’s betrayal, something that I thought I would never feel again, the hope of loving. No matter if that could or could not be, at this moment the only thing that mattered what she said with that kiss, the warm contact of her lips on mine, impulsive and tender, passionate and innocent that she is. She had kissed me even knowing that I was a vampire. The childlike impetuosity of her kiss begged me to stay, while the warm intensity of her touch told me she loved me and the taste on her lips was almost like a dream that I never would have expected to get.
But you cannot always get what you want, even though you have it at hand, that's a lesson I learned with Coraline. Love is never easy, or maybe it's and we insist on complicating it. Perhaps that’s why every time fate decided to unite us and make us take a step forward, somehow, our own fear to go beyond, always ended making us take a step back.
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BETH: There are moments when the mind is not involved and your heart and instinct take part. That was one of them.
After what happened to me as a child, I had insisted on a kind of unconscious search to get answers to the voids created by my own mind, mysteries that came back again when he reappeared in my life. What happened to me then and what happened next, awoke in me a curiosity that bordered on recklessness almost as if the fact of facing fear every moment could make me feel alive. But to keep the fear at bay and my memories was enough. I also learned to keep control of myself, my emotions. Emotions can show the vulnerable side of one’s self and I learned to keep them so hidden with my memories. In that way I felt strong. But when I was with him it was different. He made me feel safe and more alive than I've never felt, it´s true, but his gaze, so tender and mysterious, sometimes seductive and safe and sometimes helpless and tormented, made me feel vulnerable with him. He or rather what I saw in him, aroused in me all these emotions that I had stored deep inside and pulled it to the surface. He made me feel strong and weak at the same time. He broke the control that I had always had in my life, he made me feel things I couldn’t understand, uncovering unknown emotions that scared me. My heart jumped in my chest when I heard his voice, my legs were shaking when I felt his presence, he could take me to heaven with a look or a smile and he could take me to hell with his silence...I guess the feeling of dependence was evident in that kiss, but, perhaps it was too obvious.
I kissed him without thinking, an impulse beyond sanity, conscience and logic. I kissed him with the despair that the possibility of his goodbye provoked me. With that kiss I begged him "Stay with me! ...Please don´t go!” There was surprise in his eyes when I broke the kiss, but there was not rejection. He didn’t want to leave me… he wanted to stay in that place, at that time with me. I saw it, I felt it while looking at him and caressing his face. I felt his touch shy and cold on my warm skin. There was a kind of appeal in his eyes, a sense of longing in his fingers while they slipped down my arm, almost fearful to my wrist, timidly following the course of my veins. I found his lips again, this time more calmly, offering answers to questions that had not been raised but in his eyes and in my soul. But the second time I searched for his kiss… he kissed back me. I felt his breath penetrating in me as his lips brushed mine and for a moment nothing else mattered, nothing but the feeling of being close to him and feeling him close to me. Maybe it was an impossible dream and yet, for a moment, the word "never" had been deleted from me.
After what happened to me as a child, I had insisted on a kind of unconscious search to get answers to the voids created by my own mind, mysteries that came back again when he reappeared in my life. What happened to me then and what happened next, awoke in me a curiosity that bordered on recklessness almost as if the fact of facing fear every moment could make me feel alive. But to keep the fear at bay and my memories was enough. I also learned to keep control of myself, my emotions. Emotions can show the vulnerable side of one’s self and I learned to keep them so hidden with my memories. In that way I felt strong. But when I was with him it was different. He made me feel safe and more alive than I've never felt, it´s true, but his gaze, so tender and mysterious, sometimes seductive and safe and sometimes helpless and tormented, made me feel vulnerable with him. He or rather what I saw in him, aroused in me all these emotions that I had stored deep inside and pulled it to the surface. He made me feel strong and weak at the same time. He broke the control that I had always had in my life, he made me feel things I couldn’t understand, uncovering unknown emotions that scared me. My heart jumped in my chest when I heard his voice, my legs were shaking when I felt his presence, he could take me to heaven with a look or a smile and he could take me to hell with his silence...I guess the feeling of dependence was evident in that kiss, but, perhaps it was too obvious.
I kissed him without thinking, an impulse beyond sanity, conscience and logic. I kissed him with the despair that the possibility of his goodbye provoked me. With that kiss I begged him "Stay with me! ...Please don´t go!” There was surprise in his eyes when I broke the kiss, but there was not rejection. He didn’t want to leave me… he wanted to stay in that place, at that time with me. I saw it, I felt it while looking at him and caressing his face. I felt his touch shy and cold on my warm skin. There was a kind of appeal in his eyes, a sense of longing in his fingers while they slipped down my arm, almost fearful to my wrist, timidly following the course of my veins. I found his lips again, this time more calmly, offering answers to questions that had not been raised but in his eyes and in my soul. But the second time I searched for his kiss… he kissed back me. I felt his breath penetrating in me as his lips brushed mine and for a moment nothing else mattered, nothing but the feeling of being close to him and feeling him close to me. Maybe it was an impossible dream and yet, for a moment, the word "never" had been deleted from me.
It was just a moment but all things that flowed from that contact rocked my body and my mind. Yeah, also my mind, because at that moment when his lips were fused with mine, I realized I couldn’t have said the words that I was saying with that kiss, and suddenly, I felt that perhaps I had said too much.
MICK: "She left my lips thirsty for more when she broke her contact. The sense of loss scratched my soul when I saw her go away and at that time my eyes were filled with anguish and begged her "please don’t go...I want to be close to you"... But she left leaving me with the taste of her mouth on mine, and the promise of an unattainable dream. A dream that had come true for a moment with the sweet touch of her trembling lips."
BETH: I broke the kiss and ran away from him. This time I didn’t turn around to look at him. I couldn’t do it, I just couldn’t do it after baring my feelings before him that way. The fear of losing him made me impose a limit on myself for not invading his space, but it was precisely the fear and the need of him, which made me cross over the line again and again, going farther in each attempt, even though what I might find behind that door, even though everything in him was unknown to me and also despite Josh.
That night, when I was following him and I didn’t find him, I felt the despair of not seeing him again; I had the same need that I felt right after what happened in the desert, as if nothing in my life mattered more than that. That need weighed heavy in my soul and gripped my throat, preventing me from breathing, but I couldn’t stay away. No mattered what he was or what I was. I didn’t care how impossible it could be, I didn’t care about my consciousness or whatever there was in my life, and I didn’t care about my dignity as a woman. So I kissed him... I kissed him like it was the last thing I was going to do in my life. I kissed him, yes, but after the impulse, the consciousness came back and I escaped.
That night, when I was following him and I didn’t find him, I felt the despair of not seeing him again; I had the same need that I felt right after what happened in the desert, as if nothing in my life mattered more than that. That need weighed heavy in my soul and gripped my throat, preventing me from breathing, but I couldn’t stay away. No mattered what he was or what I was. I didn’t care how impossible it could be, I didn’t care about my consciousness or whatever there was in my life, and I didn’t care about my dignity as a woman. So I kissed him... I kissed him like it was the last thing I was going to do in my life. I kissed him, yes, but after the impulse, the consciousness came back and I escaped.
MICK: And yet again one of us walked away, but this time it was not me who opted for silence ... it was she.
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BETH: What was Mick thinking after that kiss? I was dying of shame just thinking about it.
"Earth to Beth ... Beth I'm talking with you!"
"What? ... Oh! I ... sorry Maurine ...I was ... I was thinking about something else and not ...sorry... what ... what were you saying?"
"What's wrong with you girl? Tonight you’re not acting like yourself. You forget the cameras while watching the most important meeting, then you leave me without a word to run off, who knows behind what or whom and now you look like on the cloud nine. You're not taking anything weird, right?"
"Taking? No, of course not, everything is okay. I'll ... I´m going to end the story of Cherish right now, don’t worry I promise it will be finished tonight."
"I hope so girl because I need fresh news and not old news. Now take advantage, the happy family has not left yet, I need you get the most emotional ending for this story. I want to feel the happiness, do you understand? This time our critics cannot say that everything shown on Buzzwire ends splattered with blood."
"What? ... Oh! I ... sorry Maurine ...I was ... I was thinking about something else and not ...sorry... what ... what were you saying?"
"What's wrong with you girl? Tonight you’re not acting like yourself. You forget the cameras while watching the most important meeting, then you leave me without a word to run off, who knows behind what or whom and now you look like on the cloud nine. You're not taking anything weird, right?"
"Taking? No, of course not, everything is okay. I'll ... I´m going to end the story of Cherish right now, don’t worry I promise it will be finished tonight."
"I hope so girl because I need fresh news and not old news. Now take advantage, the happy family has not left yet, I need you get the most emotional ending for this story. I want to feel the happiness, do you understand? This time our critics cannot say that everything shown on Buzzwire ends splattered with blood."
BETH:Maurine was upset and it was better to compensate for my mistake with her before that could bring consequences, so I started to work on what she asked. I finished up my work at dawn and then I came home.
Maurine was right, something was wrong with me, it had been a long time since I felt like myself, and yet, when I´m with Mick I felt that the Beth that I had been until now was not real; the real Beth arose when I was with him. But this Beth was uncontrollable and it scared me, not only because of what he might think of me, but for what I might do.
Actually he had turned into a strange addiction for me and the more I tried to avoid it, the more need I felt... God! I thought I’d go crazy. I felt trapped in a kind of loop from which I couldn’t escape, from which I didn’t even know if I wanted to escape and I could only think of his eyes, how could I look at him now that I kissed him?
Perhaps I couldn’t change what I had done, but I could try to forget. I put the phone on the charger and looked at it for a moment. "No!" I thought to myself, you are not going to call him this time. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the water in the tub, the water began to fall, dragging every thought from my mind for a moment ... What was done was done, and there was nothing more to do now but look ahead ... as if it were that easy.
Maurine was right, something was wrong with me, it had been a long time since I felt like myself, and yet, when I´m with Mick I felt that the Beth that I had been until now was not real; the real Beth arose when I was with him. But this Beth was uncontrollable and it scared me, not only because of what he might think of me, but for what I might do.
Actually he had turned into a strange addiction for me and the more I tried to avoid it, the more need I felt... God! I thought I’d go crazy. I felt trapped in a kind of loop from which I couldn’t escape, from which I didn’t even know if I wanted to escape and I could only think of his eyes, how could I look at him now that I kissed him?
Perhaps I couldn’t change what I had done, but I could try to forget. I put the phone on the charger and looked at it for a moment. "No!" I thought to myself, you are not going to call him this time. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the water in the tub, the water began to fall, dragging every thought from my mind for a moment ... What was done was done, and there was nothing more to do now but look ahead ... as if it were that easy.
Beth stepped slowly into the tub letting the hot water relax her muscles, until the white suds covered almost all her nakedness, taking refuge in the warmth of the water, trying to get lost in the floral fragrance given off forgetting everything. She took the sponge and began to pass it slowly over her skin, but her fingers, guided by a memory, ended up resting instinctively on her lips. Maybe it was her fault, but she still couldn’t forget the touch of his lips on hers because he also had kissed her. Yes, he did it and nothing could make her forget his tempting and musky scent that seemed to have been recorded on her mouth as a temptation that is now awaking, unleashing streams of desire that extended through her body until ending at her core. Perhaps her mind could try fighting to escape from that irremediable attraction that made her feel naked and vulnerable before him, but it would be useless. Maybe their relationship would be impossible, as he had said, but that kiss had opened a new door and one part of her wanted to enter, she wanted to know all his mysteries, she wanted to go beyond what he allowed her to feel, things she could not even imagine. Yes, she wished with all her might to be close to him, body and soul but the other part of her lacked the courage to do so.
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MICK: I came home with the smile still painted on my face, as if I were a teenager in love. At that moment it didn’t exist, neither in the past nor future, humans or vampires, the guilt of my past or my eternal future. There was only that moment when she made my undead heart jump into my chest, only that moment and nothing more.
I undressed and got into the freezer with her image in my mind, I closed my eyes and went to sleep thinking about that kiss so unexpected and delightfully innocent, dreaming to feel the warm touch of her lips again and then my mind answered my desires, drawing her in my dreams.
She was before me, looking at me as her soft, warm, white hands, gently caressed my face. I looked into her blue eyes so innocent and clear.
Funny how we ride those moments of happiness that life offers us without realizing that our gallop turns them into short whispers of time making them fade, and however we crept slowly by the moments of pain as a painful torture that seems to have no end ... But this was my dream and this time I wanted to savor it slowly.
I wrapped her with my arms gently, not willing to let her go and, in exchange, I let her invade me with her sweet smell and the warmth that emanating from her body so alive. She was actually a dream ... my dream ...I cupped her face between my hands and she covered them with hers, she closed her eyes, her tender lips were opened to me and I slowly descended on them with the desire to taste their honey. I felt her breath caress my skin, while searching her mouth and the warm closeness of her lips. It ignited my need more and more but I enjoyed turning it into a delicious torture that would soon have its reward. But just when the distance between us disappeared and my lips were about to touch hers, just when the sweet promise they contained was about to be a reality for me, someone began hitting the top of my freezer urgently and my beautiful dream vanished when I opened my eyes, startled by that insistence. Then, I saw my friend Josef through the glass.
Over the years, I learned to control my sexual urges as I control my thirst (or so it had been so far), but it was hardly the case with my friend Josef, whose sexual thirst, with humans or vampires , had already led him to embarrassing situations on more than one occasion . But this time the girl in question was not some random girl. Dolores Maxford Whittaker, Lola to friends, which by the way I doubt she had any. She was a dangerous vampire with more than half a millennium of life behind them, among other things, she had hurt the pride of his alpha male, of my friend and she had emptied his wallet and what's worse, she had done with his consent. It is clear that we should not think on the fly, but Josef used to have this lap of judgment quite often and when that happened, I had to play the role of big brother and resolve the problem.
I undressed and got into the freezer with her image in my mind, I closed my eyes and went to sleep thinking about that kiss so unexpected and delightfully innocent, dreaming to feel the warm touch of her lips again and then my mind answered my desires, drawing her in my dreams.
She was before me, looking at me as her soft, warm, white hands, gently caressed my face. I looked into her blue eyes so innocent and clear.
Funny how we ride those moments of happiness that life offers us without realizing that our gallop turns them into short whispers of time making them fade, and however we crept slowly by the moments of pain as a painful torture that seems to have no end ... But this was my dream and this time I wanted to savor it slowly.
I wrapped her with my arms gently, not willing to let her go and, in exchange, I let her invade me with her sweet smell and the warmth that emanating from her body so alive. She was actually a dream ... my dream ...I cupped her face between my hands and she covered them with hers, she closed her eyes, her tender lips were opened to me and I slowly descended on them with the desire to taste their honey. I felt her breath caress my skin, while searching her mouth and the warm closeness of her lips. It ignited my need more and more but I enjoyed turning it into a delicious torture that would soon have its reward. But just when the distance between us disappeared and my lips were about to touch hers, just when the sweet promise they contained was about to be a reality for me, someone began hitting the top of my freezer urgently and my beautiful dream vanished when I opened my eyes, startled by that insistence. Then, I saw my friend Josef through the glass.
Over the years, I learned to control my sexual urges as I control my thirst (or so it had been so far), but it was hardly the case with my friend Josef, whose sexual thirst, with humans or vampires , had already led him to embarrassing situations on more than one occasion . But this time the girl in question was not some random girl. Dolores Maxford Whittaker, Lola to friends, which by the way I doubt she had any. She was a dangerous vampire with more than half a millennium of life behind them, among other things, she had hurt the pride of his alpha male, of my friend and she had emptied his wallet and what's worse, she had done with his consent. It is clear that we should not think on the fly, but Josef used to have this lap of judgment quite often and when that happened, I had to play the role of big brother and resolve the problem.
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BETH: Finally the "anger" Maurine had in end, ended up having consequences and that was how, the next morning, with just five hours of sleep, I was surrounded by beautiful models with bodies almost impossible, covering a live photo shoot that Nigel Hart was doing for the new collection for a young designer Ghislaine Tavares. They wore flashy suits that only a broom could wear because of their size. Of course that was not the kind of news that I loved to cover and Maurine knew that, but well, I guess that was my little punishment, a touch of caution by what happened last night. However, before the end of the morning, the color pink would turn to black, one of the models they were photographing began to convulse and eventually fell dead on the floor and that changed the news completely.
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MICK: The search for Lola led me to discover things about her I once thought were impossible. Vampires have learned over the centuries to protect and have respect between us, that's one of the slogans that have been preserved for centuries, our secret from humans, victims and executioners throughout our history. But Lola had broken this rule and she was attacking her own kind. The question was to find out why ... eventually all the wisdom, superiority or powers that are granted to the immortal doesn´t excuse being a miserable vampire, but rather the opposite.
Josef asked me to find Lola, but before that, I decided to stay to take advantage of the few hours of daylight that I had left to rest and recover my lost dream with Beth. But the dream didn’t return, perhaps because it was time to go looking for it.
Josef asked me to find Lola, but before that, I decided to stay to take advantage of the few hours of daylight that I had left to rest and recover my lost dream with Beth. But the dream didn’t return, perhaps because it was time to go looking for it.
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BETH: The sudden death of that model kept my mind distracted, and it was enough to stay away from the phone and also of him. I couldn’t call him, could not even look at him after that kiss. There would be no more excuses for working near him after that. Maybe it was better this way, or maybe to pretend that nothing had happened would be enough. But at that time any of the options worked for me, I could barely think, maybe that's why my mind just blocked all thought about it. My life was divided into two opposite paths and walking on one, took me away from the other.
Josh was calm and controlled; with him everything was predictable but nothing more than that, even in moments of passion. Mick was passion, mystery, unpredictability, with him I had this strange taste of adventure and I could feel the adrenaline running through my body just being close to him, he made me feel alive, but every time I took a step further in his unknown world, it scared me. With Mick, nothing was certain, everything about him was a mystery to me, including his feelings, sometimes he loved me but sometimes he avoided me. Everything about him attracted me and confused me too, every time I approached him, I was getting away more and more from my known security with Josh, and that made me rethink the situation over and over again, trying to find my lost control. But a part of me knew that resistance would be useless.
At least the distraction of this news event gave me the time I needed to restore my dignity as a woman, after having lost it literally when I pounced on his lips, I could restore my professional image in front of Maurine...One new excuse for not thinking.
Josh was calm and controlled; with him everything was predictable but nothing more than that, even in moments of passion. Mick was passion, mystery, unpredictability, with him I had this strange taste of adventure and I could feel the adrenaline running through my body just being close to him, he made me feel alive, but every time I took a step further in his unknown world, it scared me. With Mick, nothing was certain, everything about him was a mystery to me, including his feelings, sometimes he loved me but sometimes he avoided me. Everything about him attracted me and confused me too, every time I approached him, I was getting away more and more from my known security with Josh, and that made me rethink the situation over and over again, trying to find my lost control. But a part of me knew that resistance would be useless.
At least the distraction of this news event gave me the time I needed to restore my dignity as a woman, after having lost it literally when I pounced on his lips, I could restore my professional image in front of Maurine...One new excuse for not thinking.
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MICK: Lola’s tracks lead me to the charred body of a vampire, probably one of her anonymous victims now reduced to a disgusting heap of skin and bones. The conclusions of my contact in the morgue were three, silver, fire and blood. A strange and dangerous combination especially if we’re talking about vampires. Lola immobilized her victims with silver, drained their bodies and then burned the evidence, but what intrigued me most, was knowing why. Why in the hell would she want the blood of other vampires? I would find the answer to all those questions soon.
Fate was going to lend a hand one more time.
Suddenly, just when I was leaving the autopsy room, with the smell of singed skin and rotting flesh still stuck in my nose, another very distinct smell assaulted me… it was soft, sweet, clean. That scent had its own name and I knew it well. I had two choices, to stay or leave, but my feet were nailed to the floor when my eyes saw her ... Beth.
Fate was going to lend a hand one more time.
Suddenly, just when I was leaving the autopsy room, with the smell of singed skin and rotting flesh still stuck in my nose, another very distinct smell assaulted me… it was soft, sweet, clean. That scent had its own name and I knew it well. I had two choices, to stay or leave, but my feet were nailed to the floor when my eyes saw her ... Beth.
MICK: No doubt that the destination can leave you with your mouth open.
Seeing her there in front of me, I was speechless and immediately my mind went back instantly to the time she kissed me. I would have loved to replay that kiss one more time, but something had changed in her.
Fate had brought us together again and now we were facing each other but her attitude was totally different, she was evasive, distant, and it was as if the cold of that place had reached her. Only two steps separated us and yet there was an invisible barrier among us, an abysm seemed to open between us in the middle of that place surrounded by death and we were both paralyzed, unable to move forward.
Her kiss made me forget what I was and I dared to dream of her, but it had the opposite effect on Beth, and now she seemed to avoid me. I didn’t understand her attitude until I heard her say. “I don’t want to invade your space and know what you're doing here." And those words made me take a step forward. For once, I wanted her to invade my space, oh yes, I wanted her to do just that, but she seemed to have taken the same attitude that I had taken after desert. Nobody better than me could understand. And yet I didn’t want her to go away, not now, and if I had to forget that kiss still engraved on my lips, I would do so.
Seeing her there in front of me, I was speechless and immediately my mind went back instantly to the time she kissed me. I would have loved to replay that kiss one more time, but something had changed in her.
Fate had brought us together again and now we were facing each other but her attitude was totally different, she was evasive, distant, and it was as if the cold of that place had reached her. Only two steps separated us and yet there was an invisible barrier among us, an abysm seemed to open between us in the middle of that place surrounded by death and we were both paralyzed, unable to move forward.
Her kiss made me forget what I was and I dared to dream of her, but it had the opposite effect on Beth, and now she seemed to avoid me. I didn’t understand her attitude until I heard her say. “I don’t want to invade your space and know what you're doing here." And those words made me take a step forward. For once, I wanted her to invade my space, oh yes, I wanted her to do just that, but she seemed to have taken the same attitude that I had taken after desert. Nobody better than me could understand. And yet I didn’t want her to go away, not now, and if I had to forget that kiss still engraved on my lips, I would do so.
Yes, I would, I was going to keep that memory in the most secret place in my mind as I had done after drinking her blood. I would do anything just to have her be the same as before, and seeing her eyes without veils that conceal the crystalline frankness of her gaze, without tension that could erase the freshness of her smile. This time it was me who wanted an excuse to be close to her and if the work was the only one available at that time, it was welcomed.
Her case and mine were related and Lola was involved in them. She was running a strange club that selected its members, marking them with a chip to keep them controlled. Beth wanted me to help her to put a chip in her hand so she could enter the club.
I admit that I loved the passion with which Beth lived every moment, that spark in her eyes when she was about to get something. She was almost like a naughty child about to find the treasure in a forbidden room, or the kitten that plays with the ball of yarn trying to undo it, and I loved looking at her letting me share her enthusiasm. She looked at me as she always did, with the excitement of a girl and a woman that always fascinated me. There was no way to say no to that look.
I admit that I loved the passion with which Beth lived every moment, that spark in her eyes when she was about to get something. She was almost like a naughty child about to find the treasure in a forbidden room, or the kitten that plays with the ball of yarn trying to undo it, and I loved looking at her letting me share her enthusiasm. She looked at me as she always did, with the excitement of a girl and a woman that always fascinated me. There was no way to say no to that look.
But I knew Beth well enough to know that she would do anything to undo the ball of wool until she found the end or the beginning of the string and if it turned out that at the end was a powerful vampire with a twisted mind, that was a good enough reason for me being near her.
I could help her with the chip but I had to get her to let me go with her to the club, with Lola around her, Beth was in danger... But, how can I convince her?
I could help her with the chip but I had to get her to let me go with her to the club, with Lola around her, Beth was in danger... But, how can I convince her?
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MICK: She looked at the syringe terrified while I was finished loading the anesthetic. Beth was afraid of the pain, I guess that's normal when you are mortal, it’s one of the things you forget when you're a vampire. Yet she had a special way to avoid the fear and it was showing on her face, while waiting for the moment I punctured her skin. She decided to begin a conversation ‘about the kiss’. I realized how uncomfortable it was for her, and she took off her eyes of mine while she pronounced the word "kiss" trying to find an explanation to what happened.
"Oh yes ... the kiss ..." I repeated and she looked at me with tension, it was clear that she had no intention of recognizing anything, so I decided to make it easy on her by saying that I thought it happened by accident. Then she kept her eyes on mine a few seconds pretending indifference and I nodded as her eyes looked at me with surprise and relief. Then she returned to think about the fear of the sting. "Tell me when." And I couldn’t help but smile as I looked down to pull the needle out her. She hadn’t even noticed the small prick that I had already made on her hand and that gave me a very different response to the one she wanted.
"Oh yes ... the kiss ..." I repeated and she looked at me with tension, it was clear that she had no intention of recognizing anything, so I decided to make it easy on her by saying that I thought it happened by accident. Then she kept her eyes on mine a few seconds pretending indifference and I nodded as her eyes looked at me with surprise and relief. Then she returned to think about the fear of the sting. "Tell me when." And I couldn’t help but smile as I looked down to pull the needle out her. She hadn’t even noticed the small prick that I had already made on her hand and that gave me a very different response to the one she wanted.
BETH: With a look like that, he could have cut my finger and I would not have felt anything. He knew the truth, I could see it in his eyes, but his words were offering a truce that I didn’t want to waste ... It was better like this, pretending that nothing had happened.
MICK: I had to convince her to let me go with her and now was the time. I tried the normal way but she rejected the offer so I had to try an alternative method.
BETH: As much as I wanted to convince myself that the kiss was really an accidental impulse, I couldn’t, there were too many things that were beyond my control and he was too smart to ignore them. It was enough to hear the word "she" and my impulsive and an uncontrollable part of me came back out again and when I asked him still puzzled and he looked at me and nodded in an insinuating way, I forgot everything and instinct won. I fell into the trap without realizing.
But what the hell! To hell with the indifference and everything else, I wouldn’t let him go to a place full of beautiful women who were willing to do anything, much less if there was one special woman that he wanted to find, I didn’t mind who she was or what she was. If he was going to search for her, I would be with him.
But what the hell! To hell with the indifference and everything else, I wouldn’t let him go to a place full of beautiful women who were willing to do anything, much less if there was one special woman that he wanted to find, I didn’t mind who she was or what she was. If he was going to search for her, I would be with him.
MICK: We are not what we say or what we think. We are what we do...
It seemed that the matter of the kiss was not settled after all. That would be part of our history, something of which we could not talk openly about, but we couldn’t forget either, and that in one way or another, was going to always be present between us, fueling the growing tension that became more and more dangerous. I worried that sooner or later we were playing with fire again. I worried about not having the strength to avoid it, but I didn’t imagine that I would end up burning in it on that same night.
It seemed that the matter of the kiss was not settled after all. That would be part of our history, something of which we could not talk openly about, but we couldn’t forget either, and that in one way or another, was going to always be present between us, fueling the growing tension that became more and more dangerous. I worried that sooner or later we were playing with fire again. I worried about not having the strength to avoid it, but I didn’t imagine that I would end up burning in it on that same night.
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MICK: I arrived to the club V´s entrance fifteen minutes before the time of our date. I admit that until then I felt in control of my will, but when I saw her step out of the taxi and walk towards me, my control vanished, instinct appeared in my eyes and I felt like a hunter watching his prey ... an exquisitely tempting prey.
She was absolutely beautiful, wearing a short dress that clung perfectly to her body, but she didn’t look vulgar, just absolutely sexy and charming.
I’d never before seen her like this and my eyes roamed from her feet to her head, reveling in every curve of her body as I watched her cross the street, walking on a pair of red high heels with a touch of naive sensuality in her eyes. She had a generous neckline that let me imagine her tempting lush breast, and my mouth was watered just thinking of tasting their delicious softness. Her radiant skin illuminated by the night lights that reflected on it further highlighting their beauty while her perfect long legs were walking towards me. Her hips swayed with that cadence so seductive that they it impossible for me to take my eyes off her as she kept walking to me. Her eyes were staring at me, her gaze was direct but delightfully naive at the same time, and I could feel how the desire arose in my body and appeared in my eyes until my consciousness awoke again and returned the eternal struggle between the need for her and the duty that I had imposed on myself, protect her.
Finally duty won the battle and I pulled myself out of reverie that she caused in me. We agreed to meet inside, Beth had the chip and I would look for a more suitable alternative entrance for me. I was watching her as she walked, I saw her smiling at the doorman and how he let her pass while following her with his eyes. She turned to look at me and smirked, I stood there, watching her walk down the access door until she mixed with people and disappeared from my sight. Then I took a breath, ready to do my part ... I couldn’t leave her there with Lola around.
I’d never before seen her like this and my eyes roamed from her feet to her head, reveling in every curve of her body as I watched her cross the street, walking on a pair of red high heels with a touch of naive sensuality in her eyes. She had a generous neckline that let me imagine her tempting lush breast, and my mouth was watered just thinking of tasting their delicious softness. Her radiant skin illuminated by the night lights that reflected on it further highlighting their beauty while her perfect long legs were walking towards me. Her hips swayed with that cadence so seductive that they it impossible for me to take my eyes off her as she kept walking to me. Her eyes were staring at me, her gaze was direct but delightfully naive at the same time, and I could feel how the desire arose in my body and appeared in my eyes until my consciousness awoke again and returned the eternal struggle between the need for her and the duty that I had imposed on myself, protect her.
Finally duty won the battle and I pulled myself out of reverie that she caused in me. We agreed to meet inside, Beth had the chip and I would look for a more suitable alternative entrance for me. I was watching her as she walked, I saw her smiling at the doorman and how he let her pass while following her with his eyes. She turned to look at me and smirked, I stood there, watching her walk down the access door until she mixed with people and disappeared from my sight. Then I took a breath, ready to do my part ... I couldn’t leave her there with Lola around.
BETH: The bright lights illuminated the darkness here and there while dozens of couples kept kissing, caressing each other, their perfect bodies, making out in a strange seduction game. They seemed totally uninhibited, totally unaware to what was happening around them, lost in a passion that I had never seen before. Maybe there were vampires between them, maybe not. When you know certain things, you believe that you can see them even though they aren´t there. In any case vampires had a different way of looking, fondling, and of kissing. It was as if they delighted in the touch beyond the sexual, I couldn’t avoid feeling like an outsider in the midst of this strange world.
Finally, Renée´s chip, the model dead, helped me get what I had come for, the Black Crystal. It was a strange drug that seemed to arouse the sexual instincts beyond consciousness and also could develop the power of senses beyond human possibilities. But I also found something else, Lola, the true person responsible for all of it. She was different from the other women who were there, her walk was haughty, elegant and sensual, almost feline, her dark eyes stood out against the almost pure white of his skin, and were so pervasive that it seemed to have the power to enter the mind and read all my thoughts. She was a vampire, I had no doubt. When she came up to me I knew I was in trouble, she would discover my little trick, but Mick appeared just in time. Fortunately he always had a knack of popping up when I need him most.
He called her by her name. No doubt, she was the woman he was looking and seeing them both there in front of me, I felt so insignificant. She was like him, perfect, and I was just a mere mortal who couldn’t even imagine what he could feel or think. Yeah, really I was just an intruder peering into their world without the courage to take a step and enter.
He called her by her name. No doubt, she was the woman he was looking and seeing them both there in front of me, I felt so insignificant. She was like him, perfect, and I was just a mere mortal who couldn’t even imagine what he could feel or think. Yeah, really I was just an intruder peering into their world without the courage to take a step and enter.
MICK: Beth being naïve made her vulnerable to the Lola´s power. She could read her mind; she could see her desires, her fears, and no doubt would use it to tempt her. She knew that Beth was important to me and she used her to throw me a warning "stay out of my business or I'll enter in yours" But I was not going let her hurt Beth.
BETH: What does it feel like? I asked myself as I heard her haunting voice. What does it feel? Lola asked me as if her voice were an echo of my own thinking "What does it feel like to walk in the night, so powerful that no one can touch you." I was but a mortal; my youth wouldn’t be eternal like his and when finally the years begin to leave their mark of passing on my skin, what then? Fear came over me at that moment, fear of losing him. Lola was right, I was just standing on the edge of their world, looking at it, but perhaps it had come time to do something else.
TO BE CONTINUED...
I´LL SEE YOU ON THE NEXT MOONLIGHT
"BLACK CRYSTAL 2. TEMPTATION"
"BLACK CRYSTAL 2. TEMPTATION"
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