Chapter 3: A strange tension

As I woke up, I found him, laying on the wide armchair next to me. He was sleeping peacefully and he had this angelic face that I wanted to smoosh, but, I hesitated. My mind was still a blur. I thought that I had to take everything slowly. I was about to get off the bed when he slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry I woke you up," I said awkwardly. He looked at me then clenched my hand tightly and softly.

"are you okay?" he asked. I sat down on the bed and looked at him. He took my hand gently and kissed it.

"I, I need to go to the university," I said as I let go. My clothes were dusty and my legging was a bit dusty so I had to clean it off. He looked at me and said that there are clothes in the closet. I thanked him and asked him if he could get out so that I could change. he agreed to it and left the room. I took out a pair of jeans, and a button-up shirt, which fit me just fine. I looked at the table that was next to the window. My handbag was next to the table, and all my notes and papers were in it, nothing was missing. I took it and went outside, to see him standing at the door. He was wearing a black button-up shirt, with a Broche that had a crest on it. He looked handsome in a kind of way, that made me feel butterflies in my stomach.

"Are you ready Princess?" he asked. I blushed.

"p...please don't call me that," I said. he came forward.

"Okay, doll," he said. he cornered me to the wall, and, looking at me. I closed my eyes, I didn't want to see his face, it made me nervous, but, his lips met my neck. as he kissed it softly, his fang gently pressed into my flesh. I felt cold. He grabbed my head and pulled me closer, I tried to break free, but, he softly pressed his fangs.

"d..don't, please," I said, but he pressed me too hard. I slowly closed my eyes, and sank in his embrace. I couldn't feel myself anymore. it was like I was weak. All I could hear, was him talking with someone. His warm body was hugging me tightly. As I was in his arms, I could feel the taste of blood on my lips, it was more like, his lips met mine. I felt that I was on a bed, and, that I was hugged, tightly. I remembered my mother's warm hug, the hugs that I've always craved. Then, I quickly woke up. I looked at him, his hand, bleeding. I touched my lip, and, bloodstains were on my fingers. I quickly ran out and started to run. I looked at my watch, and, I was early. It was Tuesday. I knew I screw it up. I didn't attend university yesterday, which will lead to an entire misery now. i quickly arrived, went to my dorm, when my best friend was already awake.