Breakup, No Matter How Much it Hurts (Chapter 21)

"H-how-" I stuttered, still not trusting my eyes. It couldn't be possible. It couldn't be!
"How are you here?!" I cried out, still not trusting what my eyes were seeing.
"I must be dreaming. I have to be. This can't be real." I muttered to myself, closing my eyes and pinching my arm. It hurt.
"I'm awake. But this can't be! How?!" I still didn't trust myself. Much as I wanted this to be real, I believed that it was impossible that this was happening. But it was happening. And it was very real.
"How, Faalan?" I whispered, finally giving in to believing what my heart wanted. I reached out, touching his cheek, making sure he was real and that I wouldn't go through him. His cheek was soft against
my finger as I made sure that he wasn't an illusion. He pulled me towards him, his arms wrapped around my in a warm hug. I practically melted in his arms, and leaned my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.
"Faalan..." I murmured, before my eyes filled with tears. They fell down, glittering like diamonds from my face and onto his shirt. I was about ready to accept that he was the real thing, when I realized that someone could very well just be impersonating him. After all, there were people who were skilled at transformations. I pulled back, standing up and glaring at him warily.
"What's wrong, Fala?" he asked, confusion in his eyes. That pained and bewildered expression cut through my heart. Now I was sure that he was the real thing. But, as I realized with a jolt, I'd have to cut my connections with him anyways. I wasn't supposed to be with him. This wasn't my time. I could possibly destroy the future by staying here.
"You sick person! How dare you pretend to be Faalan?! How dare you!" I screamed, my heart breaking into pieces by my own words. I knew that it was the real Faalan from the tears blooming in his eyes, but I had to continue. I had to make sure that we would separate. I loved him with all my heart, but this was for him. It would be better for him to be hurt this way than to suffer the agony of separation.
He stood up, taking my hands. I ripped them away, tears cascading down my face as I saw the jolt of shock and hurt rip through his body.
"Fala! It's me, Faalan." He looked desperately into my eyes, pain radiating from him.
"You lie! He's dead! I saw him die! Get away from me!" I cried out, moving backwards. He began to move towards me, those beautiful golden eyes pleading me to understand. I understood, but I had to go on with this, no matter how much it hurt me.
With my arm feeling like a block of lead, I watched as if it was in slow motion, as I raised my hand. It seemed to take an eternity for my hand to reach his face, bruising his cheek and turning it red from the force. And then, everything went back to normal speed.
I spun around, not daring to look at his face. I knew if I saw his face, I would melt into the desires of my heart. But I would have to remain strong. I ran away, speeding into the safety of the trees. Behind me, I heard a person's yell of surprise. It wasn't Faalan, that much I knew. I believe that to be the surprised yelp of a villager seeing me run from the scene of Kaija, along with Faalan standing nearby. I'll never know if that was true or not. Or at least, I don't think I ever will.
I could hear the soft steps of Faalan behind me, striving to catch up to me. It was all in vain though; both he and I knew it. I was faster and he was tired from keeping up whatever illusion he had put up to convince Kaija and me that he was dead for a time. Well, that's what I suspected he did.

AN: OMG! Second to last chapter! I've already started writing book 2, though I don't exactly have a name for it yet... I think I'll probably continue to edit this until book 2 is done and then I'll start posting it. Book 2 will be posted on a different blog.
And btw, I wrote a short story called Tale of a Vampire. It's on my Random Stuff blog. Please leave comments if you read it! Thanks. ^_^