Butterfly

After teasing each other for a while, both of them slept in each other's arms.

The girl, who appeared like a xerox copy of Nabi with short hair, was lying without any moment. A pool of blood was under her head and wrist. She seemed pale as Beau drank up all the blood from her. Closing eyes and breathing deeply with satisfaction, Beau stood up. Opening his eyes, which turned red, he glanced at the girl lying unconsciously beside him.

The wind rustled from the trees surrounding them, making her hair move slightly, displaying a butterfly tattoo on her nape.

"Beautiful tattoo!!" he uttered.

Suddenly his eyes widened looking into the forest, and he jumped over her, rushing into the woods.

"What?" Beau uttered, waking from sleep.

"Is this future or past? How could I hop and leave a dead girl in that condition?" Beau feebly groaned.

Recalling the car model, which he had seen before, he confirmed that it was past. As far as he remembered, he first drank blood when Monica gave him a red