I began sweating profusely even though I felt cold. I could not explain the dream, different things ran through my mind.
"He is the devil!!!!" that sentence kept ringing through my mind.
I open my curtains to find out that the sky was a little bright, marking the break of dawn.
Breathing in and out, I open the covered glass plates on the trolley but the food was cold, so I close it back.
I didn't feel like eating at the moment, I needed blood, his blood. I knew this was bad, I can't possibly drink his blood but the taste was so.... addictive and sweet, just thinking of it got my mouth watering. I already felt my fangs elongating.
The ringing sound of my phone was what brought me back from that weird thought. I swipe to green, raising it to my ear.
"So you are not coming back home, uhn??" My aunt's loud voice rang in my ears.
"I am, I will come home but--" she immediately disrupted my sentence.
"But what??? if your cousin did not say anything about it, I would have come looking for you myself, do you know how worried I was.... ( her voice reduced drastically) your mother, before she passed a-way she t-old me to t-ake good care of you and that is what I am trying to do but you!!!!!!!! ( he let voice increased) you do not want." she stopped talking and I wondered what happened.
"Are you even hearing me??" she asked me.
"Yes aunt, I am. I will come back home maybe tomorrow.'' I said with uncertainty.
"Tomorrow, you are not even sure but I want to see you in this house by tomorrow and if you don't get here." she sighed over the phone.
I knew things was going to get bad, that is if I do not go home tomorrow and I had to meet him.
"Aunt, I will, let me tell my boss." I said hanging up immediately.
I took my bath, brushed and did everything I was meant to. This was the earliest I had woken up since I got here. Walking back in the room, I noticed that the trolley was gone.
Shrugging I decide to go out, opening the door I saw the butler standing in front of my door.
"Breakfast is served in the dining room." he said stoically, turning immediately probably to show me the way. I followed him, trying to map out, the direction. I decided to make the walk lively.
"Why didn't you bring my food to my room, like the other times??" I asked him.
"Because the master did not say so." he answered.
"Ohhhh, so.... do you have a wife?" I asked.
"No." he replied
"Why?? I mean you are of age." I said looking at his head.
"Because the master did not say so." came his stoic response.
"So how long have you been here???" I questioned again.
"The master did not say so." he answered.
"So you love--" I stopped talking after I realised that his last answer did not answer my question.
"What do you mean??" I asked him.
"Why are you asking me questions??" he replied with a question.
"Why are you answering my question with a question??" I also questioned him.
There was absolute silence, he did not even answer my question.
The dining room was more beautiful than I had imagined, the huge table was covered with a red table cloth. Different dishes were served on the table as if we were having a dinner party.
This was the first time I had seen various food on a table, even when we were celebrating our birthday, it wasn't this extravagant.
Maids were walking towards the door, which made me remember I was still standing in front of the door, a bad habit of mine.
I could perceive the aroma of the food but the best thing I perceived was his blood. It distracted me from the food that was served.
I looked up and saw that his beautiful blue eyes were directed at me and I couldn't think straight because of it.
Walking towards the table, I sit at the right but five sits away from him. He was making me nervous.