AU Donor House: Kestrel: Rescuing Harrison (part 2)

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Part 1

“Why do you think he sent you a letter?” Harrison asked.

“I don’t know.” Kestrel bit her lip. “That’s why it’s taken me so long to decide what I should do. Not seeing someone makes it feel as though the feelings you had for them have faded, but I don’t know if they really have. Walking into the donor house and finding out that I’m still in love with him would make me want to run away again, even though I know I shouldn’t, because I need something more in my life, a reason to keep going rather than give up.”

“Kestrel… I need you to stay with me when we get to the house.”

“Why?”

“You rescued me. I’m sure the vampires in the house are all good people, but I don’t know any of them, and I’m scared.” Harrison shivered so violently Kestrel almost dropped him. “The vampires who attacked me didn’t care if I was going to die. You did. How can I know that any of the vampires in the house will also care?”

“They set up the donor house because they care, Harrison.” Kestrel tightened her grip on him, looking up at where the donor house was, and tried to hide her disappointment when it seemed like it hadn’t got any closer. “I promise that I’ll stay with you, though, because I know it’s not easy to be logical when it comes to vampires.”

“I appreciate it.”

“What do you want to happen if the vampires at the house tell me you’ve lost too much blood to survive?”

“I never wanted to be a vampire, Kestrel, but I don’t want to die. I’m not ready to die. Please, don’t let me die.” Kestrel wasn’t sure where the strength came from, but Harrison managed to grab hold of her hand tightly in his. “Even if you have to change me yourself.”

The thought of changing anyone had always made Kestrel uncomfortable and having a human ask her to make him into a vampire because he wasn’t ready to die made her conflicted. She’d never wanted to change anyone. Being a vampire wasn’t something she’d asked for and there was more time when she didn’t want to be a vampire than there was when she was happy to be alive. If Harrison hadn’t asked her she wouldn’t have changed him just to save his life. Having him ask her made things difficult. Saying no would be cruel, especially as she could tell he was terrified by the idea of dying, but she couldn’t say yes either.

“Let’s see what happens when we get to the house,” Kestrel replied, using the only diplomatic answer she could think of.

“We might not make it to the house.”

“We will.”

Harrison shook his head. “You don’t know that.”

“I’ll do my best to get you to the house and if I don’t…” Kestrel squeezed Harrison’s hand. “I’ll change you, if that’s what you really want, Harrison, but it isn’t something I would ever have asked for.”

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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