Chapter 380 I am Theopihilus

      After Gracie had assured her that she was not crazy and nothing was wrong with her, the woman left looking so skeptical. I did not get to see her face well. Since I have been with Gracie, I could tell you that I can't describe how her mom looks like

  Gracie sighed and glared at me.

"Now I know you are not normal. Please leave my room this minute"

She yelled and covered her mouth when it was obvious her mom would hear her.

   "Do you really want your mom to come back here and still think you are crazy?"

 When she saw I was not making an attempt to leave she gave up and went into the bathroom maybe to have her bath which does not look like one and I was right when she came back carrying a transparent bottle that holds oil in it.

   I watched her to see what she wanted to do with the oil. She opened the cap and put a little amount on her finger then started sprinkling it around the room. 

  I had no clue what she was doing because I have not seen her do it.

  When she got to me she poured the oil on me and stared at me, maybe expecting something to happen and when nothing happened she turned and returned the bottle.

  "So if you are not an evil spirit, who are you for the last time?"

She asked after returning from the bathing room.

I laughed at her, following my discovery, she had thought I was an evil spirit which was why she sprinkled the oil.

  "Okay, I am Theopihilus"

I told her my name.

   "Strange name, I have not heard anyone bearing that name but anyway, Theopihilus, what are you doing in my room?"

   "I came to eat you up. I have been hungry for so long."

I replied showing her my fangs and she chuckled.

   "I thought vampires don't exist. So I am finally seeing one"

She said nonchalantly.

  She mistook me for a vampire. Well I am even surprised that I have fangs. I had asked Dad several and he said that our species of witches have fangs because we have a link with the vampires and I have wondered if that's why I crave for blood. The thing is, I just don't crave for blood, I crave for Gracie's after tasting her blood 11 years ago.

   "I am not a vampire"

She looked at me the moment the words left my mouth.

  "If you are not a vampire, who are you then?"

   "Your worst nightmare?"

I replied and before she could register my words in her brain I was pinning her to the bed. I didn't even know how I did that.

   My fangs grew extra large and the urge to taste her blood was so strong. I was expecting her to be afraid but she was so calm staring at me with no atom of fear in her eyes.

 Gracie's point of view… 

   Having this weird guy pinning me to my bed with his fang sticking out of his mouth and not being a vampire, gave me a strange feeling.

   I was not afraid of what he could do to me but I know he was not going to harm me because the oil I sprinkled chases evil spirits away.

   "Can I taste your blood, I am dying to have a taste?"

He begged painfully. I don't know what this guy is but giving him a little of my blood was not going to stiff a life out of me so I nodded and urged him to bite and he was about to sink his fang when mom badged into the room looking like something was after her.

   "Gracie you need to come!"

She said and dragged me out of the bed and because the fang guy was on top of me, it was not easy for her to drag me yet she did not ask me why I was extra heavy.

   When she got outside my door, she slumped to the floor after something left her body.

   I was confused because I did not understand why she had to be possessed to drag me away when the fang guy wanted to sink his fang on my skin.

  I bent down and tapped my mom and she opened her eyes looking at me surprised.

"What am I doing on the floor?"

She asked when I helped her up.

   "Mom I don't, I thought maybe you know?"

She shook her head meaning no.

   I helped her to her room and kissed her goodbye and after that, I went back to my room to see him gone.

  I sighed, climbed my bed and went to bed blocking every thought of him from my mind.