"What are you doing in my room?"  demanded Shawn as soon as he saw the girl's eyes open.

But instead of answering the question or walking away, the girl got up and straddled Shawn's body.  Her smooth thighs were clearly visible before Shawn's eyes.  As if asking for a response.

While Shawn was really shocked by what the girl did.

Especially when the girl said, "I'm sorry. I really need it."

Then with a sudden movement the girl lowered her head until a sting of pain instantly spread across Shawn's shoulder.

Shawn felt something stick there.  Something sharp and long.  Something that pierced the skin and part of his shoulder muscles.

Shit!  This girl bit him.  Shawn's head began to spin, his consciousness began to be disturbed.  Especially when Shawn felt that the girl was also sucking his blood.

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I have bumped into someone!!!

OMG!!!  OMG!!!  OMG!!!

Viona's gaze quickly turned to look for the body that had crashed her car.  However, the body she was looking for was nowhere to be seen.

Her hand moved to reach the car door knob and was about to open it.  However, the girl's subconscious immediately rebelled.  What if this ended up like in a horror movie scene.

A girl got out of the car looking for the person she had hit, then, bang, a gun was pointed at her head and game over.

Remembering that, Vio shook her head and didn't reach for the doorknob.

But, what if she had actually run into someone and that person was hurt because of her?

Could it be that the person she hit was an old man?  Thinking like that made Vio feel even more guilty.

For several seconds Vio considered, until finally she gave in to empathy.  The girl grabbed the doorknob and opened it.

However, just as Vio was about to take a step, someone opened the door from the side and sat next to her.  Vio's heart almost jumped until a shocked scream escaped from her lips.

"Start your car!"  That's what the boy said after a few seconds—Vio guess—stared at her.

Vio looked at the blood flowing from the temple of the boy beside her.  Is it because of that crash?  Because she just bumped into that guy? 

"You're hurt," Vio exclaimed frantically, "I'll just take you to the hospital then. An injury like that requires immediate medical attention."

"No! Just start the car. I just need a little rest."

Vio frowned in confusion, "But, you're hurt..."

The boy cut off Vio's words, "Just do as I say!  Please."

Vio looked at the boy beside her once more before finally starting the car.

"Okay, then," Vio sighed.

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After driving for a while, Vio and the boy she hit finally arrived at the yard of a house overgrown with manicured grass.

"Where is this?"  The boy next to her asked when Vio parked the car on the left.

Vio circled the car and opened the passenger door next to her before answering the boy's question.

"This is my house. You don't want to be taken to the hospital. So I guess I'll just treat you at home."

The boy looked at the two-story house in front of him before turning to look at Vio.

Vio's father was abroad, while her mother had died a long time ago.

"Come on! I'll treat you inside. Uhm, or maybe you need me to carry you?"  Vio offers.

The boy shook his head.  "Thanks. But I don't think so. I can walk on my own."

"Oo. Then, come on!"

The boy still looked doubtful, but in the end he continued to follow Vio with a slight grimace. 

Maybe the wound was felt when he walked.

Vio put the shopping bag on the floor and grabbed the slung bag. 

Her hand moved through the contents of the bag to find the key in it.  And she got it.  Vio immediately put it in the keyhole and opened it.

As she walked in, her hand fingered the light switch then took off her shoes and put her bag on the cream U-shaped sofa.

When Vio turned around she saw that the boy was still standing in front of the door.  Vio thought the boy had entered earlier.

"Hey! Why are you just standing there?"  Vio asked.

"How can I get in if you haven't invited me in," he said still standing at the door.

Oh boy, really?  Why just enter the house must be invited? He is just  too polite or something.  "Come in!"  Vio shouted at the boy.

The boy nodded and walked in.

Is this just Vio's feelings or does the guy look relieved when Vio invites him into the house?

"Sit down! You must be thirsty. What would you like to drink?"  Vio asked while carrying a plastic shopping bag to the kitchen.

Vio did stop by the mini market earlier before bumping into the boy and shopping for some of her favorite foods and drinks.  She needs it all to accompany her to do her favorite me time activities.

"Whatever. You can give me anything to drink."  He replied as he rested his head on the back of the sofa.

Suddenly Vio felt worried about the couch that was lying down.  Vio hurriedly looked for a napkin in the kitchen drawer and handed him a sheet of the boy's napkin.

"You can use this for layers! I don't want Aunt Raina to scold me because there are bloodstains on the sofa."

He took the napkin that Vio had handed him, spread it over the area where he was going to lie down.

Aunt Raina herself is Vio's guardian and Vio's sister named Devia while Vio's parents are abroad.  However, tonight it seems Aunt Raina hasn't come home from her office yet. 

Maybe she works overtime.  At the end of every month, Aunt Raina usually comes home late.

Three minutes later Vio came back with a glass of chocolate milk and a glass of warm milk for herself and of course what should not be forgotten is the first aid kit.

Vio poured alcohol into a cotton ball and started cleaning the wound on the boy's head.

There was a slight frown of pain on the boy's forehead when Vio smeared medicine on the wound.

Finally Vio covered the wound with a bandage.  And... taraa ... it is done.

Vio admired her work in treating wounds while the boy thanked him.  Something strange for Vio because it was clear that she had hit the boy.

If you think about it, it seems that while in the car Vio saw that the boy's injuries were quite a lot.  It can be seen from the blood that almost covers the face.

But, I wonder why, when treated, it seems that only a few parts are injured?

Hey, isn't that great?  Vio said in her heart.

That means the damage she inflicted on the boy wasn't that bad right?

Vio began to examine the face of the boy in front of him.

If the blood has been cleaned like this, then it will be clear that this boy is handsome.

From his face and stature, he seems to be the same age as Vio.

His eyes and hair were as dark as the night sky.  His skin was white without pubertal acne adorned with a sharp nose and perfect lips.

For a moment Vio forgot the warm milk that was on the table when the boy suddenly stood up with his tall body towering.  It looks like the guy is growing up so perfect.

"Thanks for treating me. Then I'll be going home," the boy said again.

"Seriously want to go straight home?"

The boy nodded.

"Right now?"

He nodded again.

"Then what is your home address?"  Vio moved to take a can of pink fruit milk drink and handed it to the boy.  "This is for you," she said.  "By the way, you were just hit by a car.  Isn't your head still dizzy and sore?  Just let me walk you home." Vio said as she followed him to the door.

He shook his head with a slight smile.

"Thanks again but, I don't think so. My house is nearby."

"You live around here?"  Vio was slightly surprised and asked a question filled with curiosity.

The boy nodded again.

"Seriously? How come I never saw you huh?"

He smiled a little.  "I just moved into this area. Maybe that's why you haven't seen me."

Oh, just moved in, that's all.  "Well, be careful on the road, okay?"  Vio said while waving her hand.  Don't crash into someone else's car again.  This sentence, of course, only Vio said in her heart.

Vio then turned around to walk into the house when suddenly she remembered something. 

She didn't know the boy's name.

"Hey, I didn't know your name was in vain ..." Vio's words hung in the air.  Her lips rounded. 

She gaped at the empty air in front of her.

The boy is gone.  Seriously.  Only a few seconds ago Vio saw him standing there. Why isn't it there now?

With half disbelief, Vio stepped to the edge of the yard and looked to the left and right of the road to see if the boy was still around. 

However, it turned out to be nothing.  The boy couldn't even see the bridge of his nose.

Vio's hand moved to scratch her head that didn't itch as she stepped back into the house.

Crazy!  The boy disappeared quickly.  Maybe he's a descendant of the Flash or maybe the god Hermes.

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