벰파이어 Problems #8

This Yala knew this would happen. So what does she do now? Does she kill the one thing I care about?

Ji Hyun had advised a serious emergency search for her. “Because of your issues to trust the girl, you might have killed her.” 

Yet I have no clue if I can’t sense her, is she still my Urn? Has it all been reset? I’d been rubbing my brand out of anger when actually it was a way of keeping me safe. The truest anchor had been with me all along and I pushed her away.

“It’s a common mind game, by convincing you of the worries that may come with drinking the girl’s blood, you literally let go of your only salvation. Try and be human, investigate and find her before she is taken out for good.”

So as the time ticked, I cautiously opened my door. I forgot what it meant to use it and from there was handed a cell phone. Jin Ju furrowed his brow, “Don’t forget to call me. I’ll do what I can and text you what I come up with. If you’re no longer ridiculing yourself, you’ll see that even your self-control will surprise you. Remember, what we discussed!”

If at all discovering he’d been under the same roof as two vampires, one ancient at that –Jin Ju refused to show his shock these last five days. With Ji Hyun no longer coming by, it was the two of us. That bracket at that was what led me to take these steps.

Trusting my instincts have always clouded the way I behave and there’s not been one positive ending since.

My small doubt –she never cared about.

Even as she wanted to continue help, I threatened her…. again… I’ve repeated the same fate and yet the Vampire that wants me to herself has inserted a twisted destiny set by her design. She’ll only be a block if I let her. Whenever she comes across me, wherever, I’ll not let that girl be in danger because of it.

“Drag out the last memory of her trail…. Keep the thirst in mind.” Not that I didn’t believe in myself, but I never had the kindness that didn’t keep the action from fret. While I am reminded, I let out an aghast breath of air. It’s impossible.

During that ride –it was across the border of water. I remember only the sea and a heartbeat of delight. It’s not much to gain from.

“Baekhyun, you’re a ing vampire. Do vampire .” He’d close the door behind me giving off an heir of closure and encouragement. Evening out the gaze on the road, I smirk. He’s got a point.

There’s a push that acts like a gateway to impossible speed but instead I am walking along the sidewalk.

I have no super powers. I don’t have enhanced speed, can’t see in the dark, no healing powers or the ability to hear from miles away. I simply have a desire that needs feeding even so, I am quenched.

 

There haven’t been many changes made to their home. Perhaps a new wind chimer, repainted door and the firm sign that states –for sale.

My teeth grind firmly as I’ve begun to think –nothing of the sorts can depict my leads. It wasn’t as though I cared not for what she favored in life, I simply did not ask.

As for Sehun? The man probably worked really hard to get her away from this place, however, I knew they’ve been living near. That’s when my head turns. Has that what’s been the case this whole time? The smell of sea and delight –is where she’s been living. At times there may be the traces of … if I could be more exact. A less cemented platform.

Which was why I still rang the bell…

A younger lady, holding a child softly smiled while giving a small detail.

Jeongdongjin.

Though awfully grateful, a four hour trip wasn’t going to be easy.

On train it was a dreadful ten and my last resort was to accept some kind of hope of kindness -this time without doubting myself.

 

“I’m surely expecting you to cross me, lock me in a chamber then sell me to the government.” I jokingly render a safe handshake after the night has died down.

I’m unsettled but it’s all for a tiny cause. My feelings. How me and that girl have grown involved, I’m unsure how I should act. It’s not up to me whether she receives me. Without her blood, we’re both doomed and I shouldn’t remind her how wrong I was when all I do is miss her.

It’s the inevitable tie. I was a bit too naïve.

Jin Ju cut his luck short. “I’m working on something great that doesn’t mean it has to be shared, and besides, I’m not the kind of person to turn the world upside down due to my own scientific curiosity. Your secret’s safe with me.”

I’ve nodded, folding my arms as I now glance over at the tubes of blood drawn from me. My lips curve, “Say…”

There’s a thought.

“Would a blood type crossed with the girl’s blood be in one of these tubes?” There’s a small wind of air leaving his lips. Is this hard for him? He’s been testing for quite some time even as days have not involved sleepless nights.

“There is… but.” Jin Ju closed his eyes. I could notice apprehensive sighs.

“I need that blood, if anything. I need to reach her as soon as possible and the next train would cost me a day… Ji Hyun isn’t answering my calls.” I had been calling for the past three hours.

“Baekhyun, that should work, the question is are you ready for that?” I raised a brow, and if at all he’s insinuating that I’m acting on impulse, he may have gotten this situation confused. I’m in no position to waste the time I hopefully still can have.

Jin Ju reached for the specific tube and handed it dejected, “She’s not going to want to hear about your problems…. She’s a woman who’s been hurt by someone dear to her.”

For a moment the silence was a breathless sense of wisdom. I’ll force myself to remember the days I spent with her differently. Always worried I’d drink her dry or worse, dismantle a body part.

From seeing her, from tasting her –I remember the concern, the genuine compassion and the ual details of what made me see her as a woman. I was lost within denying any of her existence while tolerating what I figured was sustainable.

Oh, but I ing loved every part of her.

 I fell hard.

 If I ignored my place in her life from before her rebellion years –I’d say she grew up to be an amazing woman. She’s managed to crack pieces of the puzzles before I could ever understand the and at the utmost important time, I let her destroy her masterpiece.

That girl. That special person. Her vivid veins designed for me now can only be pierced from her true monster – forgiveness, love and a vampire.

“Ye ji…”

Jin Ju quietly comes to the side of where I stand. “You can save Ye ji by thinking about Ye ji, you’ve still got a heart, use it.”

Speaking as the top of the tube pops, my mouth already waters. Has there been a difference between thirst for Urn and the ability to confess in thirst?