What a month…As if guard training isn’t tough enough on it’s own and having my first assignment to America, my stupid heart decides to fall in love . Great. Fantastic. Most women would be overjoyed. Me? Well nothing is ever straightforward is it. Firstly having my Sister Helene, a great companion to me who helped me overcome some of my homesickness during my first few weeks in Italy confessing her undying love for him. At this point it was quite innocent, nothing more than flirtation between him and I, until that day in his office. Just the two of us. Then the second complication, he is a Master. Thirdly, and yes there is more folks, he had a place in his heart for BOTH of us. Oh Marcus…. It seemed that the news of our “indiscression” travelled fairly quickly in Volterra, and beyond. Silly silly girl. As everyone else is falling in love (even getting married in secret like Reana and Santiago) I fell apart.
I was glad to go on assignment with Felix, Demetri and Renata just to get away from Volterra and his pull on me. Apparently as soon as I went away, he was missing me in the company of my Sister. Something she confessed to me. It seemed like he had made his choice. Whilst in America I busied myself with learning about the treaty that the vegetarian coven in Forks had drawn up with the Native American Indians nearby in LaPush. Renata as usual was the Mistress of diplomacy, taking me with her to talk to Carlisle their leader. The Masters were worried about the corrolation between the numbers of vampires in the area and the number of shape shifters. There was a recent addition to their coven resulting in a new shapeshifer. No blood was spilled, no harsh words, just diplomacy. It was all over very soon, and during the flight I decided to head to my flat in London, just so I could spend some time in the company of good friends, and to understand what was going on in my heart.
London was amazing as usual. I felt stronger and more confident in the company of my friends. We tracked down a very damaged tracker, a Kingston one of Scarlett’s old Coven. I immediately disliked him and the feeling was entirely reciprocated. Donna seems to like him though. God knows why. I decided that I would return to Italy, to Marcus and talk to him. If he wanted me to leave then I would. But I hoped to go back to his arms.
Things were…different when I returned home. It was thick around the guard that Marcus had been seen in Helene’s vineyard entering the house, and not leaving. I left for work on Tuesday hoping that this wasn’t so. I was called to his office after work. The air hung thick with their scent, mingled, entwined. It was obvious to me that they were fresh from bed. It took all my strength to muster an explanation and keep my temper. Obviously hurt and humiliated, this was a man I was willing to give myself to for the first time in almost a Century, and he had betrayed me with a Sister, who was closer to me than my friends had been. From somehwhere I received the strength to tell them both exactly how betrayed I felt. I can’t believe that they took all that they knew about me and betrayed me after 7 days of absence.
Now? I go through the motions. I don’t feel vindicated. I feel nothing. It will be a long time before another man comes near to my heart. I have taken to inflicting pain on mortals to take out some of my hurt. I have not seen either since that day. The question is where do we go from here?
