벰파이어 Problems #1

“I didn’t know Vampires could be so cute.”

When she said these words, looking into my crimson eyes –the refraction suddenly became dilated not by the taste of her succulent blood type, but because of the curiosity I had to imagine that if I still had a heart, it would be beating fast.

Suddenly my canines retract, and I breathe out not by the sigh of satisfaction but awe. “You think I’m cute? Me?” I’ve blinked a couple of times whilst the gaze forced upon the woman leans her back as I lean forward. I want everything to do with her response, the lines that crease from discomfort, the heartbeat she reveals unfailingly to me that I’m capturing her bit by bit and she has yet to become frantic.

Why aren’t I bigheaded enough to catch she’s possibly fallen for me, a vampire? Why can’t I smirk and take advantage of the tide, the sheer blanket of nourishment that I’m blessed upon the night with?

Clouds pass by the full moon, eyes wary but quick to dry up from swelling into tears give less fright by the tone as she answers –“It’s a bit rude to say this I bet, but you as if you shouldn’t be doing what you were born to do.”

Though she’s right I cannot allow her to believe such a thing. I remember now that she’s never tried to know me, she’s only heard about me through my best friend –her brother and our relations all but seem to be corresponding because I’ve ignored him since. I know he’s worried for me, but I can’t tell him the truth.

I reprimand her by shoving her arm away from my embrace, away from the bloody lips that are spontaneously from agitation effect.

“I wasn’t born this way, I was branded!” I send her a look at my neckline already pretty visible as I’m staring at her with my head warily to the side front. I’m worried for my spare time. Explaining everything to her would take hours, hours in which I don’t get to take lightly.

“You were branded….” Repeated as a matter of fact, she wistfully apologizes immediately afterward.

I can see her earnestly trying to make sense of it.  From that, I sense truth, smell lies and there’s been a rude awakening of blood lust I wonder can be undone.

“How long will you stay?” It’s my eyes that are so obvious for company. But my lips pouting have nothing to do with my rephrase –“I mean don’t you think it’s best to run? I could you dry… and I’m afraid you’ll die.”

Whereas I rub my neck, her hand takes my arm for a soft tug, “Baekhyun, you were always there for me. If I liked it or not, you would weasel your way in sooner or later and I want to repay you for these past years. I truly came here for you when I heard you were ….” Her words find sarcasm in it all before saddling leisurely onto me.

“Sick… Baekhyun –who did that to you, hmm?” Closely she’s examining me. I’ve never see her so close before –admiring my brand angrily. I like the idea that she could be jealous as I belong to someone else, I don’t want to hurt her by revealing such a woe but it shouldn’t matter to her.

I however remember how tinted her eyes were with brown so fondly and now it’s clearer than ever when watching her face me. She’s of like roses, comes in different shades with different meanings and I never knew exactly what thorn she wanted free of her stem.

Yes, I believed I could be; was turning into her thorns. Even now, I yearn for her blood. I possess the thorns that the essence and juice of the embodiment of a rose entirely.

“You don’t need to know.” I sadly lower my gaze, finding solace in the moon’s beam along her neckline and chest. I already am in disbelief that I my best friend’s sister’s blood.

“So you want me to run is that it? What are you going to do? Keep drinking blood?” I’m suddenly overwhelmed with reality. It’s been five days as I’ve been locked up in a room. I told my friends, the last of my family that I didn’t want to be bothered. I no longer needed my old life nor its produce. I feel so depressed even having to think about the low down living I’ll have to result to.

“I have no choice, I have no direction you see? I’m a vampire –I’m scared of the sun though I haven’t tested it out yet… but the second I realized who I was it was night and I just went home and never went out.”

As I’m talking she rolls her eyes, stares over at the back of the entrance to my home and unmounts herself discouraged.

“I’m all you’ve got now since you wont face Sehun, don’t you think I need to stay? I know you won’t kill me.” She has insisted.

“Oh, you don’t know about me.” I have felt my body twitch when the breeze kicks in her open wound. I have no super powers. No super spit and I can’t detect danger from miles away –but urges are the closest thing to power I’ve ever felt. I don’t want it to bend me.

“Baekhyun let me stay?” Her eyes level and for the second time I stand in awe. She’s always been so confident –that’s why I hate her sometimes. We’re nothing alike and yet I still watched out for her.

There’s dead silence and I have jolted my head some while breathing inwardly. Though my crimson gaze glows, I shake my head. I have no idea what this is. It’s an invisible line somehow breaking down.

It has nothing to do with my feelings connected to how I used to be human, but the boundaries of what humanity deems unethical.

Is this a consent I’m relieved over? This is why my throat is growing dry again –the connection of every vein and artery apart of her body is allowed to be in my hands?

She doesn’t mean this –“Please, don’t say any more. I need you to go. Just lie to Sehun and tell him I’m fine.” I gather my legs to my chest as though I’m the twenty –four year old guy that has grown indecisive.

“It’s either my blood or someone else’s… so take mines, Baekhyun. I want you to be at ease with this transformation for just a bit –we can find a way to get past this.” her words have more than the power to pull me into her bonds. Is it because she’s the first blood I’ve ever tasted?

Oh, I was starving until she came along –now I just feel greedy and yet I feel a devilish grin etched across my lips.

I find myself growling out into a hiss –as I’ve managed to reveal my teeth again, I fear the worst while glaring up at the moon.

“Say it again.” I bare my teeth out and cause a jolt from her tense mein. She’s lost in thought before switching on her side to back away some.

“H –have my blood?” I have heard the chimes again and my brand itches, I tilt my head, almost teased by the sensation of temptation and then it’s as though I’ve been granted it with an enticed moan.

“I’ll accept all of you –none of you can be wasted.” I insisted the first vow by finding the courage to stand up and ignore the rush boiling in my teeth. They feel like venom when I can’t taste her and I’ll stay restrained until I see the same judgement of reality hit her as I’ve had.

She needs to stay away from me.

“What century are you from Baekhyun?” I’m looked at from below and though I blink blankly, I dismiss her laughter with the ing of my sleeved shirt.

“I have no idea what kind of vampire I am, but I’m admitting that I feel very aroused at the smell and sight of blood. When I see that blood, I know it’s coming from your body and I honestly don’t want to kill you –but you can’t take back your words. I can feel it in my gut now, how much the permission from you excited me and left me vulnerable…”

Where I find the words, I keep walking towards my house. I want to get her a proper Band-Aid. I happened to attack her the minute she accidently scratched her leg on my broken vase from falling. Well, it was mothers but she passed away last year. She wouldn’t need it anymore.

“Cute vampires don’t get aroused, we’ll have to tame you… you’re like a baby vamp so it’s okay to feel this way I assume.” Her steps are not far behind and as I’ve opened the back door, she’s gone ahead and slid the door shut behind her.

I enter the kitchen with the light already on and sigh. “Food is no longer edible to me, you eat whatever you want.”

I imagine she’s not hesitant because she grabs whatever she finds tasty during the minutes of me gathering a first aid.

The back of her leg has a scratch and her arm was bitten –I couldn’t contain myself when I attacked and I blush at the thought. I bare my teeth even and groan happily with my tongue swiping my lips. I have caught the amusement upon closing the bathroom cabinet.

I now stare at the mirror and I haven’t seen my face in these five days. I look the same I suppose.

My hair changed by inches and the brittleness has died down, as well as the color of my eyes. I don’t want to be shocked –however before drinking her blood, all I was, was pitch black. The strands now have given length down to my jawlines, it’s sheen and the projection of my pupils are red and vividly dilute as supposed to being blacker than marble.

I don’t have dark circles, never had but I seem to look more mature, mysterious even. I hate these bangs –finding the obstacle , I removed the hair from my face and narrow my eyes now at the brand showing off my neckline. “This thing – If not for her I’d just kill myself already.”

Sad but true, I find the doorway and sigh heavily.

I want to know why I am here at this point but this was a question asked on day one. I had been shaking, sweating –finding reasons to explain it scientifically.

Then I went to the impossible. It has to be a curse maybe.

“You can continue after I finish this sandwich.” I’m told from the moment I enter in and find a sit in neglect mode.

“I’ll be here.” I twiddle my fingers then die out and become a falling stature upon lying on the counter sullenly.

“Come on Baekhyun, we have so many things to test out. Theories, the fiction stories of a vampire… apparently some are true so let’s keep them coming.” She in so many words –wanted to help a vampire friend but why when in so many words; she admitted she had never been much of a friend until this moment.

I can’t help it. I like her blood but it was her; a whole other question I worry about.

 

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