The sunlight flickered through the blind, unleashing its ray of anger on Scott Anderson who groaned at the pain and discomfort he felt as the harsh sun burned him up. His blood felt hot and the flesh covering his bones felt as though it had been roasted as barbeque meat for whoever cared for it.
He lifted his arm over his face to at least protect his face from getting more burnt than he felt it had. When that action did little to help him out of his predicament, he forced his blue eyes open and sat up. All his body ached and his bones felt stiff, along with his hot blood. To cut the long story short, he felt like he had been crucified without his permission.When the sunlight hit him again, this time a little brighter than before, he turned an angry scowl toward the direction the light came from. The first thing Scott noticed was the poor state of the room he was in.Judging from the faded blind that covered the window, to the faded color of the wall of the room, to the bare floor that had no carpet or board to protect one's feet from the cold the concrete floor produced. He turned sideways to look at the bed he was in. When he saw how old the bedspread was, he shot out of the bed with the speed of lightning.How had he gotten into such a poor house? He looked down on himself and found out that his top was gone and he was left only in his trousers. What exactly had happened to him?He didn't have enough time to think about that as he first felt his stomach grumble before the hunger pang took him. He held his stomach to keep the pain away but that did little to help. In the blink of an eye, his hair had changed color back to its actual white.He needed to feed and that too very quickly.Scott sniffed the air to see if he could smell any humans around. The smell of a type O+ waffled into his nostrils and couldn't help but salivate over how rich-smelling the blood was. As he took the first step to go in search of whoever the blood belonged to, his memory came back in full force and he stopped.If his guess was right, then he was at that human's house. The one with the poisonous blood. This means that he couldn't make the mistake of feeding from her unless he didn't mind being in a state that was even much worse than he already was. He balanced himself as his knees tried to give way.No, this wouldn't do, he thought to himself. He was too weak and he needed to feed as fast as he possibly could, otherwise, his true identity would be revealed to that poisonous girl. Also, he had to do it very fast before the girl would even realize that he had woken up and disappeared from the house.He smelled for humans around, ignoring the O+ he wished he could drink to his heart's content. When he got someone whose smell seemed like they were alone, he smiled. Using the last of his power, he teleported to the human.Alijah smiled as she helped her cat settle down to another bout of oatmeal. When she was sure that her cat was content with the meal, Alijah also settled herself down and began to take her meal in slow bites. The meal wasn't of any interest to her at the moment. If she was asked what she wanted for lunch, then she wouldn't have minced words and would have declared that she wanted piping hot samosa, some vegetables, and some meat. She didn't care what anyone thought of the meal as long as she could have it."But, if only wishes were horses." She sighed. "Then my beggar self would ride on it, right?" She turned to her cat for an answer but the animal merely kept to her meal."I probably should start looking for a job." She said, more to herself than to anyone else.Who could she even talk to in any case except her cat? No one, she thought with a sad smile. Well, maybe also to the unconscious man in her guest room. Right, the unconscious man. Alijah dropped the spoon full of oatmeal and milk that she had almost lifted to her mouth back into the plate.She stood up and rushed to the room where the man was, her cat tailing behind her. How could she have forgotten about the man since she had last checked up on him the previous night before she went to bed?Scott teleported back into the room he wished that he could stay away from but knew that he couldn't. First, it would be suspicious to the human girl if an unconscious person got missing suddenly. Secondly, he had to remain behind to ensure that no other vampire found out the secret weapon the woman posed as.He changed his hair back to black and his eyes to a grey one. He was about to start his inspection of the room when he heard loud footsteps approaching the room. When he smelled the O+ blood, he groaned in hate knowing who was approaching him. He teleported back to the bed and closed his eyes in the pretense that he was still unconscious.Alijah got to the room and dashed straight to the bed where the man was. When she got there, she began to examine him to see how he was faring. She forced his eyes open like Evan had taught her to check if his pupils were dilated. Then, she checked his temperature, placing her hand on his forehead and his neck. When she was sure that everything was okay, she sat beside him on the bed, with Peace snuggled against her."He should be awake any time from now. Don't you think so, Peace?" She asked her cat. In response, the cat merely meowed. "I'll take that as a yes." She chuckled to her cat.Alijah got up and removed the cover from the man's body. She examined the places where the man had been cut and injured and was amazed to see that the wounds had almost closed up in just two days. She smiled and took the hands of the man back into the cover before covering him up to his belly with the spread.Scott was in discomfort having someone's hands roaming all over his body. Plus it was not just anyone's hands, it was that of a woman and the woman was also a human; the creatures he hated the most. Much as he would like to slap the hands away and warn her never to get any closer to him, he reined his emotions in.Even if he didn't hate humans, didn't the woman know that it was wrong for her to keep moving her hands all over a man? Or did she think that the male species' body was made without any emotion? Such that wouldn't allow them to feel anything for such a daring woman?He took his mind away from the path his thoughts were moving to. One thing he would give to the woman was her heart of kindness and the care she showed to total strangers. Not many humans he knew would do such a thing. If anyone asked Scott, he would tell them that the humans were so much more greedy than the vampires they so much feared but since nobody asked, he would just keep that thought to himself.Alijah was almost by the door when she found it strange that the man's wound had closed up so fast. She turned around and went back to the man. She removed the cover and began to inspect his wound again, her brown eyes furrowing in confusion. How was that possible? Or were the wounds not as deep as she had imagined them?Scott cursed inwardly when he felt her hands on him again. When she kept fingering a spot, he knew where her line of thought had strayed to. He also knew that if he didn't do anything about it, she might start thinking that he wasn't as simple as she had first thought. Not left with many options, he flicked his eyes open to stare into her deep brown own. He held the hand that she had directed to one of his eyeballs.Alijah had been about to check the man's eyes again when she saw his grey eyes bore into hers. Her lips curled into a smile that she directed at him."You're awake?" She asked with excitement."Yes," Scott answered without emotion.The scene reminded Alijah of how she had turned into a vampire meal some few days back at the hospital and she shivered. She forced her hand away from the man who held them, rushed away from the bed, and did the only thing that came to her mind.She screamed her lungs out in fright.Scott teleported to the screaming woman in front of him without much thought about giving his identity away; something he had been trying to avoid since the moment he opened his eyes in her house. All he had just thought about at that moment was to get her to shut up. When he got to where she was, he slapped a hand over her mouth and indicated the shush tone."Keep quiet, will you?" He asked her in a commanding tone.Alijah heard the automated control tone of someone asking her to keep quiet somewhere in the subconscious of her screaming. When she realized that it was the same man she had run away from, she screamed even louder into his hand which muffled her tone a little.After she had been bitten by that vampire creature at the hospital, the truth had never gotten to her that vampires were creatures that truly exist and not just in the nighttime books. Seeing a man who had reacted the same way that white-haired man did had made her freak out of her usual controlled self.Why wasn't
Alijah got into the kitchen, poured the last of her oatmeal into a bowl, added some milk to it, and made her way back to the room where she had left the stranger and his cat. She shook her head as she realized that the cat she had grown fond of would no longer be hers since the owner would want to go back for his pet when he was leaving. Even if the cat wanted to stay with her, she was sure the man would insist on taking the cat away.She would miss the pet. She had come to rely on the companionship the cat gave her. Now, there would be no one she could talk to and tell all her worries. She would return home to only her furniture and the silence her house provided her with. She sighed as she tried to shoot the depressing thoughts away. She was already used to being alone for most of her life, so returning to that circle again shouldn't be such a hard thing for her.It was a hard thing, she thought. Whether she admitted it out loud or not, whether she thought of it in her mind or she di
Scott waited until he was sure that Alijah was gone completely from his doorstep before he let out the curse that had rested upon the tip of his tongue for a little while."Fuck! I can't believe I let Lucas talk me into this mess." He sighed and looked around at the poor state of the house once again.He could break down and probably murder the girl if he remained in the house, he thought. He agreed with himself that the only thing he could do at that moment was just to leave the house. However, because he didn't know anyone anywhere, he was a little confused about where to go."The lost one." He mumbled to himself and smiled. He would just go out and look around to see if he could spot the lost one he and his sister were looking for a while back.He teleported out of the house to an area without any living thing poking their nose about and breathed in the scent of fresh air. He was just about to step out among the humans when he remembered that he shouldn't have teleported out of the
An alarm blared into the ears of Evan and he stood up from where he sat watching the television. It was an alarm that rang every day. His call alarm to get up and carry out his secret research.He went straight into the small laboratory he had set up in one of the rooms in his house. Of course, no one knew he had such a thing in his home and he was determined to keep it that way. No one should ever find out his secret.Which was what had made him remain at home for the past three nights. He couldn't believe that someone had tailed him when he had gone to treat the little boy. If not for the fact that he could mask his aura, he was sure that the man would have found out that the scent he had followed belonged to the man who had bumped into him.He sighed as he pushed the tiny door open. All he had to do was just to be more careful than he already was, otherwise, his secret would be out and he would be the target of many cruel forces he knew existed.He took his mind off the thought as
As Scott got into his plain new room, he cursed himself because of how he had reacted to the woman and the words he had spoken out of anger. He knew that the words could backfire right back at him if the woman thought deeply about what he said."Maybe I shouldn't have threatened her." He said to himself. "But then the threat did work on making her grant me my wish." He chuckled to himself again.He was still thinking about this when he heard loud blaring sounds of the police van getting closer to the house. When the siren only got closer, he knew trouble was brewing for him."What the!" He exclaimed when he realized that Alijah had done what he had put past her.She had called the police on him."I'll kill that woman and put an end to all these at once!" He screamed into the almost empty room, not caring if the wind carried his voice over to her."Scott, are you there?" Lucas's panicked voice sounded in his head."Yes, I am." He answered back. Then, unable to hold back his emotions, h
Alijah got into the kitchen, poured the last of her oatmeal into a bowl, added some milk to it, and made her way back to the room where she had left the stranger and his cat. She shook her head as she realized that the cat she had grown fond of would no longer be hers since the owner would want to go back for his pet when he was leaving. Even if the cat wanted to stay with her, she was sure the man would insist on taking the cat away.She would miss the pet. She had come to rely on the companionship the cat gave her. Now, there would be no one she could talk to and tell all her worries. She would return home to only her furniture and the silence her house provided her with. She sighed as she tried to shoot the depressing thoughts away. She was already used to being alone for most of her life, so returning to that circle again shouldn't be such a hard thing for her.It was a hard thing, she thought. Whether she admitted it out loud or not, whether she thought of it in her mind or she d
Silence. Cold. Emptiness.Such were the emotions that filled Alijah up like waves of the sea, flaming out their shame. Like wandering stars, to whom is reserved the blackness of darkness forever, as she opened her car door. She stared at the sky, lost in worries. The moon was hanging full and hazy beneath a cap of dark clouds, and the distant stars magnified the silence. Alijah wouldn't have minded, but it seemed to her like even the heavens were mocking her unfortunate situation.She got into the car and sat down. When she inserted the car key into the keyhole and she turned on the ignition but the car refused to start, she cursed inwardly. She tried it again, and thankfully, the engine coughed to life. Without eating any more time than was necessary, she drove away from her working place.Her boss had moved up his game tonight. He had blatantly stared at her butts today, while telling her he wouldn't mind having a good time. If she hadn't really needed the job, she would have snappe
Alijah woke up with a scream.Nightmare. It was only a nightmare. A nightmare like every other night.She checked her phone and got out of bed so fast, she almost fell down. How could she have slept off? Or was she mistaken about time? She checked her phone again. 9:00 AM. Nope, definitely not mistaken.She hurried through her morning routine and got ready for work. What if Mr Fart, her boss, fired her for coming late to work? What if he thought she resigned because of yesterday's advance? Then, she would be doomed. She needed that job, just as she needed the air to breathe. Even though she was only a secretary, she loved the pay the job got from the job. She needed that money to keep her mind and soul together.20 minutes later, she was out the door."I'm sorry I'm late." Alijah told her boss.His name is Mr Alfred Ray, but Alijah prefered to call him Mr Fart because she thought the man's attitude was like a fart that smells to others but never to the one who farted. Although Alijah n