I do most of my thinking on mountain tops. The air clears my thoughts, my mind. It cut through the haze like a knife, making facts bare and visable, and logic easily attained.
I wouldn’t be able to leave, I knew that. I loved Davincent so much, it would kill me. And I knew how much Davin loved me… it would kill him too.
I sighed, that left two options: breaking his heart, or risking his life…
I was fuiously frustrated with myself because, despite the mountain air, I still wanted to make our relationship work. But could a relationship work when the two members were so pathetically uneven? Davin was so giving, so loving, so compassionate towards others. I was hard, merciless, and angry to the point that I had nearly killed my own brother without a second thought.
Davin was weak, I could kill him so easily, so completely.
My mind wandered to a current book series popular among humans: Twilight. I envied the simplicity of their decision. Edward, at least, could change Bella into vampire like himself.