Corrupted

Today it was worse. I could feel the ball of pain inside her obscuring all my own feelings. The gut wrenching emotions chocked and filled up our bond. It was heart wrenching as I felt her pain throbbing clearly through our bond as if the pain and sorrow was my own. She couldn’t hold it together anymore. After all we’ve been through she finally had to let go.

I feel sorry for her, I truly do, but I feel that she could have tried harder to stop the others from finding out about her. Guilt pricks me painfully even as I think these thoughts. I have to stop thinking like this. I have to protect her. I need to protect her.

I just wish she would let me. She used to, but now she’s so distant I fear for what is happening to her. The blackness I can feel through our bond is strange and frightening. She is supposed to be the calm and kind one, and yet I feel as if something deep within her is corrupting her. It must be the magic. Ms Karp had warned us.

For now all I know to do is to protect her.

After all that’s why I was created

 

This is my own writing told through the perspective of a already made character in a book: 'Rose Hathaway' from The Vampire Acadamy Series(Book 1 beginning) by Richelle Mead.