Chapter 50

"No, Burris, you're an asshole! Men are assholes!"
Cheryl glares at me with a fierce look in her eyes and keeps slamming things at me.
I made no move to avoid it, letting the candlestick smash through the corner of my forehead, still trying to get closer to Cheryl.
"Cheryl, you should put your clothes on first, someone will come in later." I said with a frown, my eyes dark.
"No, you bastard stay away from me!" Cheryl backed away agitatedly, her voice seemingly tinged with sobs.
Cheryl then continued to curse me in vulgar language, "You just slept with me and you're kicking me off your property, you're a son of a bitch, Burris!"
Instead of being angry at those words, I felt heartbroken, and I think Cheryl misunderstood me.
And all I did was mention the request while we were warming up, and she promptly kicked me out of bed, and to this day I haven't found a chance to explain.
This was my problem, I should have thought Cheryl was an impulsive girl and I should have talked to her differently, or I shouldn't have talked about it right then and there.
I was so chagrined I wanted to bang my head against the wall.
I knew Cheryl was just too scared that I was cheating on her the same way Tyrone was.
Cheryl was still looking for something to hit me with, but she was out of everything in her hand and she had to move to the landing to get to the lamp there.
I took the opportunity to take a few more steps closer to her, I wanted to catch her before I could explain things to her more carefully.
Cheryl saw my intentions and she ran ahead of me to the landing window, grabbed the lamp and smashed it at me.
Still not dodging, I straightened my arm to grab her. But Cheryl was too excited, and she was so desperate to get away from me that she took a few quick steps back the moment I reached out.
Cheryl, perhaps forgetting that my window had no glass, fell straight backwards. And in the moment she fell, I forgot about her vampire status.
I immediately jumped after Cheryl, ripping the curtain off to the side with my hand.
Thank God Cheryl was okay.
But she didn't seem to realize she was a vampire just now, and almost fell straight to the hard ground, but luckily I caught her in time.
I wrapped Cheryl tightly in the curtain and wouldn't let go of her even as she struggled against it, Cheryl was so angry she bit me on my exposed shoulder.
I was also wearing only pants.
Cheryl was biting me with her regular teeth, but it hurt enough to make me cringe.
"Cheryl, I didn't mean to kick you out, I was just making sure we were safe. tyrone and Dennis are coming and if we don't split up, I'm going to get killed by you, do you want to see that happen?" I explained to Cheryl as I slowed my voice.
Cheryl was still biting my shoulder and glaring at me viciously, but her teeth had loosened their strength.
I continued to tell her, "It's Mopso's prophecy that we have to separate for a while. When I've finished with these people, I'll be sure to come to you, okay?"
"Are you sure you're not talking nonsense? How could I kill you?" Cheryl finally let go of her teeth, but still glared at me.
"Of course you wouldn't kill me, but you'd be under Tyrone's control, haven't you been under his control before?" I explained patiently.
Hearing my words, Cheryl stopped glaring at me. But she frowned, and her face looked a little pained.
I suddenly realized that those words might have brought back some bad memories for Cheryl, and I felt a little guilty all of a sudden.
"I'm sorry, Cheryl, I shouldn't have brought those things up, but none of those things were your fault." I tightened my arms harder and Cheryl stopped struggling.
"Burris, is it true what you said? If I don't leave, I'll hurt you, is that true?" Cheryl leaned good-naturedly against my shoulder, her voice sounding a little dull.
"It's Mopso's prophecy." I said.
Suddenly feeling reluctant and no longer determined, I whispered to Cheryl, "If you really don't want to leave, then stay, I'll protect you."
Cheryl didn't say anything, and after a moment I felt her long, slender arms wrap around my waist.
She hugged me tighter too and said in a shaky voice, "No. Burris, I feel suffocated just thinking about the image of you being killed by me, and I don't want that to happen."
"I'll try not to let it happen." I assured Cheryl.
But I wasn't sure that I could stop a fate that had already been foretold.
I didn't want the Cheryl of the present to be sad, or the Cheryl of the future to be sad, as if caught in a swamp of pain.
Cheryl rubbed against my shoulder, a shake of the head.
"I'll leave, Burris. but I want you to do everything you promised me, and you're going to come to me soon, okay?" Cheryl said as she looked up.
God, her pretty eyes were watery and her voice was husky and shaky. She looked so pathetic, I couldn't bear to let her go, my eyes seemed to burn.
"Okay Cheryl, I promise you I'll come to you as soon as I can." I hugged Cheryl and kissed her frantically, I wanted to set her into my bones and blood.
"Burris, wait ......" Cheryl calls out to me intermittently, as if she has something to say to me.
I barely restrained my restlessness before I reluctantly let go of her a little.
"Hmm? What do you want to say Cheryl," I said, resting my forehead against hers.
Cheryl looked at me fondly, her soft palm caressing my cheek, and said slowly, "Burris, we're all going to be apart soon, but there's something I haven't said to you yet."
"What is it?" I pressed patiently.
"I love you, Burris," Cheryl said, looking at me.
Cheryl was confessing to me and I was so excited I didn't know what to say.
In my long life, I never seemed to fantasize about this scene right now, about the person I love confessing her love to me so deeply.
I felt like I should say something, but my throat was clogged with excitement.
Well before Cheryl could finish her sentence, she continued, "I want to marry you, Burris, will you marry me?"
I was completely frozen, only the corners of my mouth and eyes were rising unconsciously.
Cheryl knew the answer, and when I didn't say anything, she asked me over and over again.
She was so badass.
"Will you marry me, Burris, or will you? Say something!" She asked me that.
Of course I was willing, I always had been.
Finally, after what seemed like a century, I finally regained control of my vocal cavity.
As soon as I lifted Cheryl off the ground and carried her around in circles in the moonlight, I replied to her out loud, "Yes, I am very willing.Cheryl, you are the only love of Burris-Howard's life, and if he does not marry you, he will die alone."
Cheryl's POV:
Burris and I danced all night and we should have done something more passionate to say goodbye, but we both tacitly opted for a night of romance and peace.
The following night, Burris handed me over to Cecil.
We had nothing more to give each other to account for, just looked at each other almost insatiably.
Burris had a car ready for us to go and get Amanda's help.
The car faded out of the estate and Burris finally disappeared from my view, and a huge sense of emptiness took over my heart instantly.
I had to admit that I'd missed Burris the first second I'd been separated from him.
Falling in love turned out to be so amazing, and I hadn't seemed to feel this way before when I was with Tyrone.
My heart was sour and sweet, and I was alone in the passenger seat reminiscing about my past with Burris when the car that was moving suddenly braked.
"What's happening Cecil ......" I jerked my head up.
After getting a good look at the two people in front of the windshield, my voice suddenly breaks and my face grows grim.