Craving Temptation: Love Of A Vampire

Today I choose to look the other way.

I will wed my beloved before next sunset.

Whatever requires our attention here shall have to wait. So we find ourselves in a nervous but joyful mood returning home several hours later. Now, if our ceremony is not creating absolute chaos, then I would say that poor Lilith is headed for one major hysterical breakdown. She is going beyond what is required. She is making this look more and more like a true wedding. All I do is watch poor Anastasia just look on, far too scared to stop the crazed woman that is running from one side to the other in the ballroom.

"Lilith, please don't tell me those ungodly things are flowers?"

"Sebastian, they are red."

"Your point being? They are still flowers. And why in god's name is there chairs?"

"To sit on Sebastian."

"You can stand; there is nothing wrong with your perfectly good legs."

"Sebastian, the way you talk, we shall be here forever. Now please get out my face."

So I take my beloved away and whisk her upstairs before she has her very own panic attack. I must say by the relief on her face that she is eager to getaway. Even if she wanted to assist, there should be no way she will get a word in with Lilith to give her the slightest bit of suggestion.

"Sebastian, I think that you have created a monster. She has not stopped since you left. The woman is gone stark crazy."

"My beloved, it is going to be quite the affair at the rate our dear sister is headed. Now tell me, are you excited?"

"Somewhat nervous but never been so excited to experience something too scary. But tell me, are we not suppose to spend the night before the ceremony apart."

"Now, why on earth would you want to do such a thing? Are you joining Lilith on the crazy train?"

"Sebastian."

"My beloved, it is the excitement talking."

"Your excited mouth is going to get slapped."

"Mmm, maybe I will enjoy that. But yes, I can agree with you that this is somewhat scary. So what do you say we find a way to relieve the anxiety.

Well, if I thought that she would find that somewhat amusing, I am sorely mistaken; the poor woman is a ball of nerves. But it does not mean that I cannot play with it.

…Anastasia POV…

Sebastian finds this rather amusing; I guess the man laughs when he finds himself in a stressful situation. Well, me, I am about to go off my mind; this is insane. Who gets married so quickly, but he as het keeps reminding me, it is a ceremony. Guess what, Sherlock, a wedding also has a ceremony. I think it is just a bunch of Vampires that believe that they are doing something different.

And what else is different, where is my wedding dress? Am I not supposed to be doing all those girly things, or is that a part of the ceremony that they do not follow? I have no idea what is going on; all I know it is happening, ten hours and counting down.

…Sebastian POV…

Well, it seems like my stupid bone has come to the surface, for I will say the most ridiculous things that can come to mind when I am nervous. But wait, why am I not finding myself fitting on some designer suit. Oh, that is not part of this ceremony. Though maybe I should ask if that can be? If I think of it, what shall I be wearing? Now I do sound like Lilith, and perhaps my beloved.

The thing is, I want to have some normalcy; there needs to be some part that shows that we were once human. We are not completely gone from the world, from the land of the living. And I have one perfect way that we can do this.

"My beloved, I want to suggest something. I need this whole wedding Vampire ceremony might sound so impersonal."

"I don't think impersonal is the word to use, but yes, go ahead."

"Would you object if I place a ring on your finger?"

"A what?"

"Nevermind, silly idea."

"No, no, I do not think so. I think it shall give me peace of mind when you are parading yourself between all those ex-lovers?"

"Parading? Well, that is a new way of describing irresistible."

…Anastasia POV…

A ring, my god! A ring, has this man gone completely insane? Now he wants to show the world that I belong to him. But this is, after all, what marriage, wait, what do you call this again? Well, whatever it is, I am devoting myself to him for eternity.

"Yes, you may, you may put a ring on my finger."

"Fantastic, I must go at once."

"Sebastian, it is ten in the evening."

"Oh, but my beloved, I know people that can assist me at such an hour."

"It can wait in the morning."

Now things have just become real, and something gives me the idea before the sun is even up, Lilith will be knocking on this very door to shove me into a dress that is a wedding dress but is not a wedding dress either.

Things are starting to sound more real as the seconds pass. It is seven hours and counting down

…Sebastian POV…

I can not sit myself down for longer than five minutes, and I am afraid to say that my beloved has left the room, for I am driving her crazy. Well, I hope she realizes that I shall now for definite be driving her crazy for the rest of eternity. This eternity thing is starting to scare me even more and more by the minute. And what else is scaring me is me; I need to get out for fresh air, not that it does anything truly.

So I find Edward in the kitchen just as terrified to say a word to Lilith that has not much to my horror dressed Stefan in a little suit.

"What are you doing, Lilith? The boy looks like a dressed-up toy."

"It is a doll, and don't you worry; you are next."

"I am afraid I need to be somewhere else."

"Oh no, you are not."

"My dear sister, I need to get a ring."

"In that case, get out of here."

I drag Edward out by the collar, who is finding this whole fiasco rather entertaining. Well, if he does not wipe that smirk off his face, then I shall damn well slap it.

We soon find ourselves in front of the shop of a fellow Vampire, Klause, to pick out the all-important ring. Now there is no pressure here; I have not idea what it is that Anastasia likes. Well, she will either let me put it on her finger or throw it at me.

…Anastasia POV…

What I feared has happened, Lilith has dragged me into her room and is now forcing me to get into one dress after the other. Now the thing is that I cannot say that they are ugly, they are just all a different kind of red, with some black. Now I know Sebastian said no white, but surely red cannot be the only option here.

"Lilith, is there no other color than red?"

"Blue?"

"No!"

"Purple?"

"God, no! Give me that thing."

I study her catalog from one of the bridal shops in town; now I thought this should not be a wedding! Needless to say, this makes me bend the rules slightly.

"I want that one."

"Sebastian is going to kill me."

"Tell him I picked it; he can kill me then."

"I am telling you, Anastasia, he is going to have to kill both of us."

Well, she can forget, I will get married in that dress. And it is three hours and counting down faster now.

…Sebastian POV…

Now, this is one thing I never thought I shall see myself doing. Not in my human years, perhaps maybe one day in my Vampire years. But let me say this, no matter which it would have been, I would still have made the same choice to spend the rest of my life with my beloved.

But one choice I certainly am not going to do very well is choosing the right ring. I have this arrangement of beautiful dark stoned bands on a tray displayed in front of me.

"Edward, what would you say that Anastasia will like?"

"To be honest, not those ugly gothic-looking red and black things that you are looking at."

So I shift my attention to a tray further to my left, and it immediately catches my eye. I know this is not Vampire tradition, but this sums my beloved up. It is elegant, glistening, and glamorous; it will win her heart the moment I slip it on her finger.

"My brother, what do you think? It is absolutely exquisite, the shimmering stone that sparkles in the centerpiece. With blue side stones that adorn a butterfly-inspired shank."

"Now that Sebastian, that is something I see Anastasia wear with pride."

And as we finish off ready to leave the shop, Edward turns to me.

"You are going to hate me now, but Lilith just phoned and said that I need to get you in a suit."

"A what?"

"You know it is best not to argue with her."

So it seems I am going to wear that dreadful suit after all, which I actually do no mind in a way for who would want to see me in my old Vampire attire. I myself do not wish to find myself lying in it in a gutter dead.

…Anastasia POV…

So in no time at all, Lilith has the dress delivered to the door. These Vampires surely get every fast and ready for them in an instant.

Now while we were waiting for the dress, she was pulling my head in every direction to get the perfect do that, as she says, will complement my face and, of course, my dress.

With only the dress next, I find myself ready with about an hour to spare

We have been planning for this for almost a day; I have been waiting for it just a slight bit longer. This is the day that dreams are made of. It should be the happiest day of my life.

I have dressed for the part, a classic white princess dress with a modern twist, a beaded lace bodice with a thin beaded belt, a dreamy and voluminous tulle skirt that gorgeously flares out underneath. My porcelain skin is composed to perfection, and my hair is tucked neatly into place. And to finish off, a pair of stilettos that hug my feet and glimmers as it shines.

This is my wedding day.

…Sebastian POV…

This is it; I stare at myself in the full-length mirror. I am everything I said that a Vampire is not on the day of his ceremony. I am dressed to perfection in a black tux with a white designer collar shirt. It is silky to the touch and just as easy on the skin. This feels right; this is what I want to be.

We have been preparing for this moment; this is the hour; this is the minute my life will change. I am taking my beloved as my bride, and she shall be mine for eternity as I have desired from the very second that I laid my eyes on her.

The only step that is left in our relationship is for me to make my way downstairs and wait for my bride to give herself to me. So I can say this with a proud heart.

This is my wedding day.