301. Thick Skull

"Mauve," he whispered and took a step forward. Mauve took a step back even though the distance between them was at least fifteen feet. "Can I help you?" Her voice sounded weaker than she wanted.

"I just wanted to talk to you," he replied, taking two steps forward.

She had seen the way he looked at her at the table, there was no way he wanted to just talk. She didn't know what he wanted and to be honest, she didn't really care.

It was already stressing her that a vampire was talking to her let alone, one as creepy as Corbin. She could feel her heartbeat rising, her fear fueling its beats. It made her lightheaded and she held onto the bricks supporting her flowers. She was still tired, she didn't have any energy to deal with this.

"About what?" Her voice sounded steady which made her glad.

He took a step forward and Mauve gripped the support even harder as she couldn't move backward anymore.