You Sort Of Shine

Hearing her words, my lips went dry. I swallow hard but my throat goes dry as well.

There's no words I can use to describe the fear that overtakes me, but strangely, I neither scream nor run away. I just think it would be pointless if she ever really wanted to bite me to death.

"C-claim me? Own me?" I rephrased. "You're pretty possessive, huh? And what do you think of me? A stray puppy that you can just pick up if you like? I don't belong to you."

Just a while ago, she was standing behind the tricycle. However, after hearing my words, she dashes next to my side in a flash. 

I was petrified as I turned to her.

She holds onto the roof of the tricycle and leans towards me with a smile, "Boy, why don't you run away then?"

"If I run, will I be able to escape?"

She chuckles playfully. "Of course… NO. You sort of shine. There's no way I can't notice you in the crowd."

"Is that a compliment or a curse? Whatever it is, it only means I can't leave even if I try," I said in disdain. If before, I felt like my face was a curse, now, I am certain it is. "You want to bite me? Do it now. Stop disgusting me with that blood covering your mouth."

I have no slightest bit of idea why I have to say those words while I am acting brave. I only know that my words are meant to provoke her. If it works, I'll be dead.

"I had no time for this. Kill me now if you mean to kill me. If not,  let me go." I firmly proposed.

Her brows furrow, and sadly I can't see her through no matter how I try to analyse her expression. I wonder if I managed to stimulate her to kill me or not.

Her eyes are indeed mesmerizing, they are sucking me in, drawing me in to stare at them forever, but they are also icy, as icy as an island of frozen water. The smile that she plasters across her face is not enough to hide that coldness. It is not enough to dissipate the fear that she brings to me that I try to hide deep in me.

She dabs a finger on the edge of her lips, which I find elegant and seductive. The way her slender fingers move is as soft as the calm river, it's magnetic. I can't take my eyes off her.

"Am I beautiful?" She asks in a teasing tone which snaps me out from staring at her. She must have noticed that I wasnstaring at her. I immediately retracted my eyes from her face down to her hand.

On her fingertip that is pointing diagonally to the sky, blood is sparkling under the bright moon.

"Point your hand away." I hissed.

"You're avoiding the answer." She says provocatively.

I don't want to look at her, however, her alluring tone that sounds like a lovely song pulls my eyes back to her as my brows knit displeasedly. This woman, who I believe is a vampire based on how she killed her prey, might have used some spell to control me or perhaps hypnotise me.

I find that explanation so absurd.

I see her looking coquettishly at me as she delivers her finger inside her mouth and sucks it.

She hums in pleasure, and I gulp in fear.

"Rat's blood is always delicious," She commented. This particular phrase of hers rings familiarity in my ears once again. The more likely that I have heard it before, I just can't figure out when and where. "So?"

"What do you mean by saying so?"

She smiles and draws her face closer to mine, so close that I can now breathe the taste of blood. And I am quite surprised that it actually doesn't disgust me, just not like I thought.

My back arches backward when she moves closer to me, our eyes are locked with each other. And yes, there's no need to ask me, she has a beauty that has no words to describe it precisely. If I am clueless what exactly she is, I can say that no one can beat her when it comes to beauty. She is worth fighting against the world. But I won't admit that to her.

My heart thumps loudly.

"Tell me, am I beautiful?" She whispers with a smile. But despite that smile, she still effortlessly turns the atmosphere around us so intimidating with her dark aura.

I swallow hard while my mind and mouth are fighting over what I shall say. Suddenly, I hear myself agreeing with her. "Yes, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Just like how beautiful your eyes are."

"Great." She giggles as she retracts herself while clapping. I can tell that she is sincerely satisfied with my answer. "I am always aware of my beauty. But it's awesome to hear it from your mouth."

I feel my nose, eyes, and ears explode with heat and smoke. I am so embarrassed to realise that I actually have to say that. I can't accept it. Out of impulse, I take back my words. "No, you're ugly. Just as ugly as what you truly are."

Her emerald eyes suddenly flash red and then she pounds on me, strangling me by my neck. The smile that she always wore was no longer visible on her lips.

A strong killing intent glints in her eyes. "You're tired of living, are you?" 

Her alluring tone now carries the air of death. My heart sinks. I'm doomed. I can't see my family again.

I met her eyes despite the fact that I screwed up everything. I will not apologise, because a part of me still believes that I am not wrong to say them.

I wonder since when I become this stubborn. I have never contradicted anyone before no matter how I want to fight them back.

I am afraid to die, especially as I know that my family is waiting for me. But even so, I will not beg her to spare my life. I have enough begging. After all, begging in front of this coldblooded creature is just useless like me.

I smirked in a mocking manner. "I have had enough of this. I've been living like a kitten all my life. You're right. I'm tired of living. So come on, kill me!"

"Do you really want to die?" She asks.

"I won't repeat myself," I stubbornly said.

"How about coming with me and becoming my man?" She offered, in a serious cold tone.

"Huh, I better die!"

"Is it really that bad being with me? I have everything. I'm free. I'm powerful."

"Stop wasting time, damn it!" I groaned. "Kill me now! Because whatever you say, I will never like you, let alone going with you! Monster!"

Upon hearing the phrase 'monster', her fangs grow sharp as her gaze on me turns dark. In a second, she grabs my head to the side, and draws in to bite my neck.

My body trembles uncontrollably as I feel the tip of her fangs lightly prick my neck, but she suddenly stops, which makes my heart skip a beat.

With my eyes round wide in horror, she breathes into my ear and whispers, "You're pretty lucky, fool. My stomach is already full. If not, I'll dig a hole in your neck and savor your blood… But don't celebrate too quickly. I mean it when I say I'm taking you with me."

Just as she says that, I feel her cold arm wrap around my waist, my heart flutter terribly, and for God knows how, we fly in a flash, so I really can't explain of moving at such speed, and in a blink of an eye, I find myself standing in the gloomy spot, greeting my eyes with the huge capitalized letters of the hospital name ST ALEXIS HOSPITAL.

"Are you stalking me? How did you know I wantes to come here?" I asked, astonished.

She just laughs at me for a second and then places her icy hands on my shoulders as she leans to my ear, "I told you, I'm powerful. Now, go inside and see your family for one last time. Don't play tricks with me. You should know, you can't escape."

She pokes my nose and I swatted it away immediately. She laughs once again.

I glared at her as I repressed not to punch her in the face. "No monster, I won't go with—"

She unexpectedly silences me with a peck on my lips. As she pulls away, she even says, "When my business is done, I'll pick you up."

She winks at me as she smiles and then vanishes before I can voice out my objection. Frustrated and mad, I boot my foot on the ground while cursing her. "Monster, I'll swear, I'll kill you."

Then, the siren of an approaching ambulance catches my attention, snapping me back to another cruel reality that I must face.

"Brother." I instantly rushed inside.